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FXInfinity — The Virtual World (Chapter One)
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Published: 2017-04-13 19:12:32 +0000 UTC; Views: 349; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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Pikachu used Quick Attack instead of Thunderbolt!“No, no, no!!!” yells a boy playing Pokémon Yellow on his 3DS. “You need to use Thunderbolt! If you don’t, he’s gonna knock you out, even though he’s just a level 7 Rattata right now!”
The boy almost hears the defiant cry of his Pikachu.
He sighs, then says “I guess I should’ve expected this kind of thing…”
He looks back at the screen.
The wild Rattata used Bite!
The boy chuckles. “Well. That Rattata shook things up… a bit. I thought it was gonna spam Scratch.”
The boy selects the Fight option. His finger hovers over the A button, about to select Thunderbolt again.
But he doesn’t press it. Instead, he moves to the Quick Attack option.
“If you want to use this move, well then, go ahead,” he says.
He’s half hoping the Pikachu will obey and use Quick Attack, and he’s half hoping it’ll defy him again and use Thunderbolt, just to mess with him.
He turns to the screen again.
Pikachu used Quick Attack instead of Quick Attack!
“What the heck? How is that possible?” the boy exclaims. “It used Quick Attack… instead of Quick Attack? This is freaky… Well, it used Quick Attack, so yay for that, I guess…”
He keeps playing. He catches the Rattata, albeit after a bunch of weird Quick Attack placebos.
A wild Pidgey appeared!
He decides to try using Rattata against the wild Pidgey (after he healed it, of course).
He selected Bite. “Come on, come on… you can do this…”
Rattata used Quick Attack instead of Bite!
“What the? Rattata doesn’t even know Quick Attack!” the boy yells. “I must have gotten some hacked thing. Luckily, this is Virtual Console, so I can start from scratch.”
So he resets his game, starting with his Pikachu once more.
A wild Rattata appeared!
“Here we go again…” the boy says.
He selects Thunderbolt.
Pikachu used Thunderbolt!
“Oh, thank goodness, that was just some freaky glitch, not a hack in my game…” the boy says, relieved.
He then selects Quick Attack after the Rattata uses Scratch.
Pikachu used Thunderbolt instead of Quick Attack!
“Seriously? I really hope that’s not a coincidence…” the boy groans.
The Rattata uses Scratch again, and the boy uses a Poké Ball.
Gotcha! The wild Rattata was caught!
“Time to test my theory… oy…” the boy says.
A wild Pidgey appeared!
He selects Thunderbolt, with Pikachu.
Pikachu used Thunderbolt instead of Thunderbolt!
“Oh, great… it’s happening again…” the boy mumbles. The Pidgeys health bar stays in the green, despite the super-effective move.
He selects Thunderbolt again. No real reason, he just did.
Pikachu used Poké Ball instead of Thunderbolt!
“WHAT THE? That… that’s impossible!” the boy yells. He almost continues, but then he sees his screen again.
Gotcha! The wild Pidgey was caught!
He cuts off abruptly. “…maybe this Pikachu knows more about battling than I do. I'd never be able to catch something that quickly. But it proves it's not some hack.”
He feels weird. Why is he taking advice from a randomly placed Poké Ball?
“It’s… not natural. A Pikachu can’t just suddenly use a Poké Ball, not even in the anime…” the boy says.
He looks back to the screen. Nothing weird at the moment.
He decides to open up his Bag, and see if he had used up a Poké Ball.
“Weird, nothing changed” he says, seeing there being 9 Poké Balls, and having bought 10 and used 1 definitely (for the Rattata).
He decides to look at his Pikachu’s stats.
“I really hope this doesn’t escalate into any sort of creepypasta…” the boy mumbles.
But his Pikachu’s stats are relatively normal. Well, except the fact his Pikachu looked different than what he’d expect. A little off on the color scheme, more of an orange color than yellow.
“I did get a Pikachu, right? Then this must just be some weird alternate color Game Freak accidentally put into the code…” he says.
So he continues his game, having convinced himself this is just some freak occurance.
But immediately after beating the Pewter City Gym and going to the Pokémon Center, things start changing.
The Pokémon Center Lady stops his character and says something.
Hey Eclipse, Professor Oak is calling you.
“What on Earth? This is different, I’ve never seen this in any Let’s Play…” the boy says.
He sends his character, Eclipse, to the video phone there. These wouldn’t do much normally at this time, but this time a text box appears.
Hey, Eclipse, I think I might have given you the wrong Pokémon.
“Huh? But I got a Pikachu… He did intend for me to get a Pikachu, I think…” the boy says.
I have a Pikachu here, by any chance is your Pokémon acting up, or doing abnormal things?
A “Yes/No” box appears. The boy says “I’d normally choose Yes immediately, but this is strange. If I don’t have a Pikachu, what do I have?”
He decides to select Yes.
Excellent! Would you please transfer the Pokémon to me, and I'll give you your rightful Pikachu?
A second “Yes/No” box appears. The boy can’t decide between the two options. “I want to see what Pokémon this really is, but if I give it to Oak, I’ll never find out… And that was exceedingly sudden...”
He selects No.
What? You won’t give It back?
He almost hits A, but he sees something off, and looks through the text again.
“Wait, ‘It’? Why is ‘It’ capitalized?”
He presses A again.
I see. Well, you probably know what Pokémon It is by now. But we need It for research, you know...
The boy keeps getting more and more confused. “First, no, I don’t know what ‘It’ is, and second, why does he keep capitalizing ‘it’?”
He presses A once more.
So you don't know what It is, after all? Good, just give It to me, and I'll tell you what It is, and give you your Pikachu.
The boy’s grown suspicious of Oak. “If you keep capitalizing ‘it’, and make ‘It’ seem like the most important thing in the world, I might just keep ‘It’.
If you would dare to do that, the police will be after you.
And then it hits the boy in the face. He hasn’t been selecting Yes or No, he hasn’t even been typing. This game somehow gained access to his 3DS’s microphone, even though it’s impossible!
But the boy presses forward. “You are making me more and more suspicious, Oak. I don’t know what Pokémon you gave me, but if… ‘It’s’ so important that you’d be willing to call the police on me, and you’re so desperate as to take the aforementioned precaution to get… 'It'… then perhaps I should just release 'It' and end this. Because, unlike you, I can start over.”
What? Start over?
The boy chuckles. Obviously Oak wasn’t expecting this.
“Yeah,” he says. “I can start over. Putting me in jail won’t do a thing. That is, putting my character in jail won’t do a thing. I will reset my game, and my character will dissolve… theoretically… and reappear with a new start. And none of you would be able to tell the difference.”
I see how it is. You're one of those gamers... who can reach through dimensions, easily create apparent beings, and just as easily make them disappear.
The boy chuckles. Yeah, he was a gamer.
Well, when It's done with you, you won't be nearly the same as you were. Because It can reach through dimensions, too.
“Yeah. And why would I believe you after you were oh-so-willing to call the cops to get 'It'? For all I know, this is another ploy to try and give you 'It', whatever 'It' might be.” the boy scoffs.
If you don't believe me, you will soon enough. The reason I and the other Professors want to research It is because of It's abnormal trans-dimensional ability. Even for It's kind, It's power is unusual.
The boy scoffs again. “Who says “It’s” going to hurt me? I said I was going to release 'It', didn’t I?"
That's where the flaw in your plan comes in. It won't let anyone release It. Once you have It, the only way to get rid of It is by giving It to someone else.
The boy scoffs a third time, however this time it’s clear he is worried. “And you’re offering to take 'It'? I could just trade 'It' with someone, you know.”
Thinking back on it, maybe I should let you keep It. Professor Redwood was taken by It a while ago... so you know what? Keep It. It's caused enough problems for us. Let's see how you deal with It.
The communication abruptly ended. The boy shudders. “Did I just willingly throw myself into a creepypasta?” he says.
He takes another look at his Bag, for no apparent reason. There’s still 9 Poké Balls, reminding him that his Pikachu… or whatever it was… had willingly caught a Pokémon for him.
If that Pokémon was as bad as Oak made it seem, why did it catch that Pidgey for him?
He looks at his Pokémon, expecting to see a Pikachu in with his Rattata and Pidgey.
Instead, it shows a Mew, a Raticate, and a Pidgeot.
“What the? How did the Rattata and Pidgey evolve, and since when did I have a Mew? And where is Pikachu?”
A text box appears without warning.
Have you not figured it out yet?
The boy looks at the message. “Well, I’ve read enough Pokémon creepypastas to know where this is headed. You’re the Mew, I guess.” he says.
Finally. But you were serious about releasing me, though. And I can tell you knew what they were gonna do to me.
The boy shrugs. “No-one would want to be experimented on directly.”
Yes... but you did hear Oak, correct? I can reach through dimensions, and I could pull you in here myself.
The boy shrugs again. “Well, if you were gonna do that, and kill me, why would you have caught that Pidgey or evolved the others?”
You either saw right through me, or you're massively misguided.
The boy grins. “Either way, you either need me or don’t want to hurt me.”
A sound plays. Mew’s call.
At least you got that right. I'm not going to hurt you. But who said you won’t be hurt?
The boy suddenly looks worried. “Wait, what are you going to do to me?”
Another sound plays. This one sounds more like a laugh, and is definitely not normally in the game.
I'm not gonna hurt you, didn't I just say that? But just because I won't doesn't mean anyone else won't.
The boy almost drops his 3DS in shock. “But… who would hurt me, then..?”
Well, all the Pokémon here, and possibly other Trainers...
The boy actually drops his 3DS. After picking it up, he says “But how?”
The laughing sound plays again, far more defined this time.
Looks like your little adventure has just begun.
The game starts to glitch out, as though it were about to crash.
Both screens somehow glow white. The boy screams in pain.
A voice calls out to him. “Time to meet your destiny.”
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Comments: 10
This is really cool and I liked it! Well written. I am married to a gamer. He doesn't play Pokemon, but I know enough I could follow. Great work!
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Thanks for the feedback!
This is more made for the gamers, but if you at least know what the Pokémon mentioned are, then that's fine. I don't mind seeing people who aren't gamers seeing how some people see their games.
(Gamers literally pull themselves into the game, so they see every detail, even nonexistent ones, such as the Pikachu's defiant cry in the first part.)
(And sorry for the long reply, I go off on crazy tangents every now and then... )
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I am not a gamer but I am married to one. Games night and day. He doesn't play Pokemon, but I am well versed in the universe. And yeah, he IS old for a gamer but that's what he likes. 
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I actually don't want to be the "24-7" kind of gamer, honestly...
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I think that's great. My husband games too much, but it's how he stays sane so I accept it.
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Well, I'm no marriage counselor. You do what you think is right.
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Thanks! Glad to see someone likes it!
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