Writing Everything Changes CH 1 is up!

MUCKSTER

Poor Pichu
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As some of you may know I have written another fan fic called The Birth of an Articuno. Don't worry , I just have had insperation for this fic, I have firther chapters planned for it, I just want to write this first. Well on with the fic.

Intro- YA LOOKING AT IT
CH 1- We Arrive


I have wirtten this fic off insperation I had from a cruse I was on and small elements from another fan fic Magma King wrote, but they are all very small.

This story is made to make you want to be placed in the main charactors shoes or some variation of it to live out a dream I know we ALL have had. The Intro is all i have for now and it has a very small pokemon refrence in it that you MAY be able to pick out (if you find it PM me). Also if you wish to be in the fic please fill out this form and PM it to me, please do not post it here.

Name/Nickname:
Favorate Pokemon:
5 pokes for rest of team:
Looks (sprite preferred):
Mini-Bio(your one of the peps on the boat):

Also If you read please put a little feedback or soemthign so I know someone is reading this.

Thanks alot everyone!

Introduction

“EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHH, EAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.”

“What is that?” I thought to myself rising in my bead. Wait 7 horns followed by one long, DISTRESS SIGNAL! “Mom! Dad! Julie! We need to get to the life boats NOW!”

I rushed to the closet where my clothes were hung up for the next day. I threw them on and grabbed us all our life jackets. I tossed all the jackets to the rest of my family and saw they were dressed.

We all sprinted out the door into the hallway; it was mass confusion. People were rushing out of their rooms where some would run the right way; some would run the wrong way; and then some no way. The mirrors in the hall probably didn’t help the cause at all. I could see myself as I ran down the hall way at full speed
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. Babies were crying everywhere, heck adults were crying. I had no idea what was happening but I knew we had to get to the life boat.

We took the staff stairs down to the fourth deck where the boats were. Outside we could clearly see what was happening. There was a humongous storm brewing. Waves were easily making the deck and making it hard to get to the boats.

D-25 was our boat and they were already boarding! This was not one of those row boat life boats; these beauties had engines, rudders, full cover, we knew we would be safe once we were inside. The worker directed us into the boat and to our seats; we were the last ones on this boat. The seats were nothing more than wooden planks with hand holds on the sides, only the best from Royal Carribean.

The worker joined us inside and pulled down the thick clear plastic covering and sealed it shut. There was already 3 other crew members aboard and they started the lowering process. It was at least fifty feet to the dark oceans surface and we descended rapidly. Within seconds we were on the water bouncing from the waves.

“Seal the outside!” one of the crewmates yelled. I could hear the cold hissing sound and the plastic sealed its self air tight.

They must have oxygen tanks on the boat.

We could all see out of the roof the storm raging and the waves that took the beautiful ship to its grave. The waves must have been 100ft tall and we were standing strong.

Then I heard a crewmate say something that stopped my heart cold, “El motor es roto!” which means, “The engine is broken!” Most of the people on the boat understood no spañish so they had no idea what was happening. Out the roof we could all see the other boats heading the opposite direction. We could do nothing but pray. Ahead of us we could see a vast expanse of sea. The waves were pushing us quickly forward with no mercy. The suddenly out of thin air an island appeared!

I knew we shouldn’t have taken a cruse in the Bermuda Triangle.


Sorry for the shortness, they'll be much longer later!
 
RE: The Island

Sounds pretty good man! I shall look forward to this one... :)

You know more or less what I'm like as you've read my fic as it stands, so you'll know my bio already. As for the poke, looking at this Absol or Umbreon will be the best bet for it. you know most of my other pokes as well, since they'll be the ones in my fic; Absol in team if you decide to use Umby as my favourite. MK made me a sprite ages ago that I can look up again.. but I have it on my comp. So I'll send it to you later :p

Keep up the good work! :)
 
RE: The Island

Next chapter is done! This really gets into what the story is and opens it up. Im going to change the name from The Island, to Everything Changes. I feel that the name was turnign some people away before they even open the thread. The name is also the song that just ahppened to come up 3 times on my shuffle so that must mean something... i also took out the poke team part of the appplication.

CH 1- We Arrive

We continued to travel forwards quickly towards the mysterious island that appeared from no where. The water below us began to swell to a tremendous height. The wave began to crash and we all screamed!

Silence… the most terrible sound. I opened my eyes to see a beautiful day outside our small vessel. There was no storm insight. I looked around to see everyone else just as surprised as I was. The crew members came out of the cockpit stunned.

“We are now going to open the cage, do not panic,” the intercom told us. “Please exit in a calm and orderly manner.”

The woman up front pushed the button and we all heard the roof unseal. The orderly discharge did not come to be. People were crawling over each other to escape the claustrophobia.

I was one of the last ones out and practically rolled out. Then suddenly I heard a woman scream in pain! Then more and more people began to scream. I could feel my hear rate rising as I tried to find what was wrong. Then out of know where these small yellow fox like creatures appeared and stuck their hands to people’s faces! Then just as soon as they appeared they disappeared bringing the people with them!

One of these animals appeared in front of me and put his hand to my head. I could feel him probing into my mind. The pinching feeling in my skull was making me confused and dizzy but then the animal was blown away! The thing hit a nearby tree from the invisible force and slumped to the base of the plant.

I slowly and carefully approached the animal at his rest; everyone else was gone. Once I got close I recognized what it was. I was looking at an Abra! The poor thing had a large lump on the back of his head from the impact. I put my hand on its head and heard the swirling of air behind me. I stood up to see that it was all the Abras back charging up some kind of dark attack.

I braced for impact as they let their attacks fly. Next thing I knew everything I saw had a slight blue hue to it and I heard many “thuds”. Looking up further I could see a blue force field around me. Something must have used protect.

I felt something cold and metal against my throat, “Don’t move.” The cold and deadly serious voice originated from no where. It did not come from behind me but it also did not come from the front. “If you want to live tell me why you are hear,” then I figured it out, it was in my head.

“I... I don’t know.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I don’t know how we got here; we were on a cruise that got caught up in a storm. We abandoned ship and we ended up on this beach,” I responded. I wanted to ask him where everyone else was, but I was in no position to be asking questions.

“They were taken where they belong,” he must be reading my mind. “Do not worry they are all safe. They will just be going through a little… discomfort for a little time.”

“Why wasn’t I taken? And why wasn’t I taken?” As I said this I turned towards Abra and one of his friends approached him and disappeared.

“Now, I was hoping you could answer that for me,” he removed the metal object from my throat. I could see it was a spoon. Turning I could see a larger version of Abra with a very long mustache and wielding two spoons. He was an Alakazam. “Abras leave, I need to talk to Mr. Muckle here.”

Darn mind reading.

All of the Abras disappeared in a flash leaving me an Alakazam alone. “Let me try to do what the young one failed to do.” His hand was placed on my head and he close his eyes in deep concentration. I could feel his hand getting hotter. It began to get so hot my forehead was starting to burn.

Alakazam quickly removed his hand as he was burning also. “Interesting, very interesting,” he began to stroke his mustache. “I need to take you to the leaders.”

“The leaders?”

“On this island the pokemon you know as legendaries are the leader for each race, or type as you know them.”

“So you are taking me to the Psychic legends? Like Mewtwo and them?”

“Exactly like Mewtwo and them,” he responded. “I do not think it is safe for me to teleport you or I may end up like Abra. It is only about a 1 hour walk from here at your pace, we’ll just do that.”

With that we began walking; well, I walked, Alakazam kind of floated his way there. We talked on the way and he explained how some things happened in this area. Apparently in the center of each of the zones there is a powerful gem. This gem is what turns the humans into pokemon. What type they change into is determined by which zone they are in when they finish the transformation. That is why all the Abras teleported people. They read their mind and took them where they belong. Also the gems cause a field of energy around the zone that type inhabits. This wall of energy allows only selected travel between areas. You can only travel to an area that you have a weakness to or neutral effect in battle. This keeps wars in check.

Also pokemon types that have legends have a larger area of control. This causes tension between some types.

“A war is looming, and there seems no way to stop it,” he told me.

Also enemies captured in wars can be offered to the gems. Well anyone can be offered to the gem. When someone becomes one with a gem the range of its power becomes larger. Some type’s zones have become so large; they needed to reflect some of the power backwards so their power stays in check. The psychics and the flying types are the only types that have implemented this.

Before he could tell me more, the journey was over and we arrived at the town. I could see many Psychics running, or floating around. They were doing what we humans do in a much more civilized manner. No traffic, no arguments, and it is all integrated with nature. The houses are made out of the trees that grew in there place. No clearing here.

You could easily tell what building was the town center. The tree it was in was almost 50 feet around and there was no guessing on its height. The doors were adorned with very beautiful designs engraved in the wood.

“I have already announced our arrival to the center,” Alakazam told me. “They want us to come immediately. They are located in the top.”

“Lemme guess… lots of stairs?” I asked as we entered the room.

“For you at least,” and with that he teleported to the top.

Thanks a lot…

I looked to the left and saw a stairwell and began climbing. It felt like about 10 minutes later I was at the top; which wasn’t as bad as I thought. I felt propelled by some kind of energy on my way up.

Waiting for me right around the corner was Alakazam. “Now I do not know what will happen. If you change you will be integrated into our society and live a normal life as a pokemon. If you do not… I don’t know what they will do. They may offer you to the crystal or they may send you away. Either way hope you change.”

“That’s one kind of pep talk,” I responded.

We walked to another beautiful door like the one at the base. This one had carvings of the Legends themselves in it. “Enter,” announced a strong voice. The door opened on its own and we walked through. The room was huge. There were more carvings around the walls and on the roof. On the opposite side of the room I could see them. Mewtwo, Mew, Deoxys, Uxie, Mesprit, Azelf, and Cresselia all lined up on large chairs. In front of them was a large purple crystal. The crystal had a partially invisible wall around it. That must be what they use to hold in some of the power.

“Come forward child,” on of them said inside my mind. I think it was Mewtwo. I took several steps towards them and stopped short before the wall. All of the legends were staring at me, judging me. I could feel them probing into my mind again.

“It appears this may have been a fluke,” Mewtwo said. “I find nothing special with this young man. The only thing is I can’t find where he belongs. Walk into the wall child, this is sure to work.”

I swallowed hard. Whatever happens here shall be me, weather I want it to or not. I slowly stepped through the wall and nothing happened. I could see my reflection in the crystal. Then I felt something tugging at my hair. It kept pulling harder and harder and I could feel it pulling out of my head. Than looking at the crystal I saw it all take place.
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It turned me into a girl!

“This was not expected.” Mewtwo said. “There is only one option now.”

I felt myself rise in the air and zoom towards the crystal. I could do nothing to stop it. I hit the gem hard and felt nothing. It felt more like I had just done a belly smacker. I was floating in a thick liquid and couldn’t move.

What now?
 
I like the story! But you turned into a girl...:/ Anyways, a good start.
 
Yea dont worry, it is all part of the plan...
I need to fix and explanatiog up real quick that was brought ot me by someone on another forum

Pokemon can travel to where they are not super effective against that type, but normal effective and where they are weak they can

EDIT: (didnt want to double post...)
I updated the transformation to have more frames, think it looks better now. Also I wont be able to write much because Vball season is starting so Ill prob write on the weekends when Im not rocking SSBB
 
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