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Kevin and Buizel (Second edition)

Chapter 9: A Whole New Perspective

Could it really be? I'm looking at myself but, I can't believe this at all! Right now I could speak with Buizel because I was a Pokémon! I can't believe it, I'm a Pokémon! I touched my face closely now, I definitely had the head structure of a Buizel, the floatation sac was around my neck, it was hard to look down but as I felt my body awaking from being numb I was able to feel the feet, the body, my arms and I can even feel the tail behind me now, my attempts to move it succeeded as my tail wagged back and forth, I could also move the tips of the tail independently. What would be about my human life? I'd never be able to have the benefits of being a human, but that doesn't bother me very much if it's a price to pay to be able to talk to my best friend.

The feeling of having a different body is oddly exciting; the fact that I am different alone is amazing. I keep staring at my hands, or rather paws right now, they are mine, these Buizel paws are a part of me now. The feeling of the fur all around my body was amazing, I didn't have any clothes but I didn't feel cold. I held my chest; I could feel myself breathe with this body, in and out, as I did so I felt my heart beating beneath all this foreign fur, this body functions and lives along with me.

I hopped in excitement jumping back and forth; I even made a little dance. This confirmed it even more, I am now a Pokémon, and this body was moving as I wanted like I have always been living as a Buizel. This was beyond anything I could ever imagine, I've had a few dreams of becoming a Pokémon, but the real sensation beats it by a long run. Now I just needed to find Buizel and finally be able to talk to my lifelong friend!

The doctor was walking towards me, I felt him approaching me with his hands. The hands which are now big were able to surround me, he then picked me up, it felt strange being lifted so high and to be handled by this doctor, being treated like just a regular Pokémon that can be easily picked up to look at. Now I can really understand why some Pokémon would hate this, it does feel slightly annoying, especially if you fear that the trainer will drop you I suppose.

"You seem very happy Buizel, although we have some terrible news for you." The doctor said while holding me, what kind of terrible news? Did something happen? "Your trainer Kevin is missing." Kevin missing, I laughed at how ridiculous that sounds, I am right here! How can't they notice, as I was laughing at the situation, memory crept back in and I recalled the situation I am currently in. What do they mean that I'm missing?

I recalled being outside with Buizel before everything went black, I had used the pokeball. The only logical fact is that I got sucked inside the pokeball as well, but where is Buizel then? The doctor had put me back on the table and I got back to thinking on everything. I was scared I was not going to be able to see my friend again, but he was missing and I didn't know where he had gone, I tried looking behind every counter with my eyes, every corner to see if he was somewhere around this room but he wasn't! But what if Buizel was captured by that Team Rocket, Adam chased them off however, but what if Adam was the one that took Buizel away and betrayed me! No, it doesn't make sense; he wasn't around when this happened. What if when I got captured inside with my friend I took over his body...?

It would seem this had happened, and what does this mean? Will I ever see my friend again? What if Buizel is not gone? There were so many doubts in my head that I couldn't answer, but I was terrified that I didn't know anything about my friend. But it did seem that I took over my Buizel's body, I touched around my body one more time to confirm the reality of this.

But where is my friend? I began to cry, but I couldn't control my fear and sorrow, I was sobbing nonstop, I cried out loud, my friend was probably gone and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I looked at the doctor as I cried.

They need to know I'm Kevin! They must look for my Buizel instead; I have to let them know! I quickly leapt towards the doctor and held on to him; I stared at him while yelling and begging for them to look for my friend.

"You gotta look for my friend! I'm Kevin! I'm right here! Buizel is out there and I don't want him to get lost! He must be worried sick for me!" The doctor simply put me back on the table; he was probably scared at the way I reacted.

"Calm down Buizel! We are going to find Kevin!" And then it hit me, how hard must've been for Buizel to try to speak to me when he couldn't understand me. The words I said were only Buizel noises, but I could feel the words being spoken in my head as I yelled at the doctor, as I reheard myself, I could interpret everything I had said, I really did have the Pokémon language incorporated within me. I suddenly felt something jump on top of the table, it was definitely Ash's Pikachu, I wonder what he wanted.

"Hi Buizel! How are you feeling?" Pikachu was speaking to me, this was very weird for me still, I mean I can hear Pikachu only speaking in his own language but I understand every single word, I was able to make out the language back and forth with no difficulty at all. I constantly get reminded that I am now a Pokémon and that I can speak to other Pokémon, I can probably use Pokémon moves, I can even evolve into Floatzel if I wanted too, can I breathe underwater? What about hyper beam? What will I eat? How do I inflate my floatation sac? The surge of information was overwhelming; I felt reality dissipate once more and fainted.

I came back to my senses and woke up; as I looked my surroundings I noticed that we were at George's place. After they saw I was doing fine, they all sat down to eat, I was honestly starving and I wanted nothing more but to eat some of George's cookies, or to drink some of the coffee he made. Although I was reminded of the situation as I saw my hands, or rather paws. Pokémon don't exactly sit at the table, so I sat along the many Pokémon. As I looked down on the food that was served to me I saw Pokémon food, I had eaten this at one point, mostly because there was nothing to eat in the past, I'm a Pokémon now I guess, but I really don't want to eat this at all.

"Eat up Buizel! You look very hungry." I heard Ash's Pikachu talk to me, I was still impressed that I could fully comprehend Pokémon now. "I know you miss your trainer a lot but you have to eat at least something." My own Pokémon had also cheered me on to eat a little bit from the Pokémon food. I really didn't want to eat Pokémon food, but I also did not want to starve, I looked at it and picked one of the pellets with my paws and chewed.

It was completely an entirely new flavor than I recalled, my stomach growled at how amazing Pokémon food was and I immediately started eating, it just reminded me that my taste and senses must've also changed, as I finished eating I looked at the empty plate speechless. I don't know how but this simply tastes better than anything I have ever eaten, and it's just Pokémon food. However, I'm still worried on what happened to Buizel, there was nothing I could do and I doubt anyone knew the answer.

The group of trainers had left and so did the doctor afterwards, George had put my Riolu and Pikachu back to their pokeballs, I didn't say a single word to any of the Pokémon while we were eating, I should've talked to all the Pokémon there while I could, but I didn't know how they would react upon knowing that I was indeed human. Maybe they wouldn't even believe me, but next time I have I'll let Pokémon know I am Kevin; at least I want someone to talk to.

I noticed that George had taken out my journal from my guitar bag and placed it on top of the kitchen table; I didn't want him reading on my personal stuff at all. I tried to climb to the table and reach my prized journal; George stopped me and poked me on my nose.

"This is Kevin's journal Buizel; you shouldn't mess around with it." I'm pretty sure you are going to mess around with it anyway George! I couldn't do anything however, he will not be able to understand my Pokémon tongue, I just sat at the corner and thought on what it was to be a Buizel, I feel glad that I can finally understand Pokémon, but my friend is not with me at all and this bothers me to no end.

George suddenly picked me up and patted me on the head, this is sure annoying, but I decided to just comply. He took me to the chair, George was looking at me.

"Well Buizel... how are you?" I looked away, I'm too sad to even reply, he won't understand me and he will never know that I am in fact Kevin.

"Well... I don't know how to keep a Buizel entertained or anything, do you like painting?" That question surprised me; I wonder what George had planned for me.

George had prepared several sheets of paper and set them on the ground, he brought up a red paint. I placed my paw on the paint and then on the paper, I realized then, that if I couldn't tell him that I'm Kevin, I could write it down! Yes! I can still communicate!

"Perfect! Go ahead and paint at your heart's desire. I'll leave this room on for you, but sleep soon." George had gone to his bedroom, I attempted to write with my paw, but it was a bit complicated to do so, the paint gets messy and it goes all over the paper. It took me a few attempts to be able to get letters written down on paper making the letter I was easy. The letter N was a bit harder to do than the rest, but I was capable of writing it down. The problem is that I quickly ran out of paper and I needed more, my journal has at least half of the pages in blank, I could use those to easily write down my message.

I slowly climbed to the table and snatched the journal with my arms. My journal was where I put the most important things of my life, especially how me and my best friend met in the first place. My Buizel and I are the greatest of friends and I wanted nothing more than to be able to talk to him, if I let George know that I am indeed Kevin, they will search for Buizel instead!

I heard someone coming inside the room so I attempted to run on two legs as I carried my journal but I soon realized that I was incapable of doing so. Something that was as natural as walking on two legs as a human was no a huge task with my new anatomy. I tumbled with my own feet and fell from the table. As I fell a light was pointed towards me and I tried to run away. I'm pretty sure that it's George who is looking for me, I tried to paint arrows on the wall with my paws to point towards me hoping that I could make the point come across, I didn't want Buizel to still be missing, I need to let George know that I am Kevin. I need my friend back with me!

The flashlight was pointed towards me, and George looked at me horrified, I’m not sure that I managed to make my point clear.

"Buizel, I understand that you really miss Kevin, but... I..." George sighed, I saw him go towards the counter and pick up the phone, who was he going to call?

“This could easily be some sort of mental health issue.” The doctor said as he examined me carefully, George just sat at his couch and looked at us.

“Ced, I’m terrified, this is not something Pokémon normally do, I know that much.” George got up and handed some papers to the doctor, “Buizel did these...” The doctor looked at the pages that I had written on, shocked.

“These are all just Is... some N attempts here and there, but what does this mean?” Puzzled, the doctor checked all the pages. “Do you think Buizel was attempting to spell out “Kevin”?” At least someone was smart here! Maybe I can let him know that I am Kevin!

“I’m not really sure, but how does he even know how to write letters?” Yes yes yes! Exactly! Because I am human! Come on, say it!

“Only Kevin would know,” The doctor stared at my journal. “Read Kevin’s journal, you might learn something and it would explain how Buizel feels.” What? No! I'm Kevin! You don't need to fondle around my journal, I'm here!

“Sounds like a good idea... I was planning to read it anyway.” No! It's not necessary to do so!

“I'm sure it will help.” It won't, I know it won't help at all.

Before Cedric the doctor had left he reassured me that everything was going to be fine, George yet again picked me up and patted me on the head, this was starting to get a bit infuriating. He took me to the reading area and sat me on his lap.

"I feel like you really are depressed, believe me... I am too; all I want is a hug from my friend Kevin...” Of course I can hug you! I hugged George as much as I could, hopefully then he realizes that I am Kevin. George just patted me on the head once again; I had a feeling that he would never realize who I am at all. When are we going to look for Buizel then?

“Well since I know you can't read, I'll read the journal for you. Maybe it can bring you some happy thoughts." That is true; it will bring me very happy memories. "What if we find any clues on what happened here?" There are no clues to be found, you just need to realize that I am Kevin! "Kevin won't mind." Of course I will.

I needed to tell someone that I was indeed Kevin, but wait! My Pokémon! I can talk to them right now. I leapt from where I was and looked around inside my guitar bag for the pokeballs. I took them out one by one.

"Oh I see! You want your friends to hear this story as well?" George asked me, it wasn't precisely why I wanted them around. "I thought you would be more happier to share your story with your poke-friends." George laughed at himself. "Poke-friends... I gotta use that one sometime with Kevin." Please no, George.

George released my Pokémon and I saw Riolu and Pikachu appear before me. I smiled just for a bit at them, I waved and got closer to them, I huddled around so that we could speak. Pikachu was worried as he saw me.

"Aw Buizel, they will find Kevin! I'm sure they will!" My Pikachu said to me, I haven't told my Pokémon about the situation yet. But I needed to tell someone about it.

"Well Pikachu, it's just that..." I said but Pikachu looked surprised.

"Huh? Do you not remember my name, Buizel?" The Pikachu asked, I had no clue that my Pokémon had names other than their Pokémon name. I saw Riolu approaching me; he was completely shocked as he saw me. He placed his paw in front of me and closed his eyes, he took a while as he did this, when his eyes opened he looked back at me alarmed.

"It can't be! You are not Buizel! You are Kevin!" As soon as Riolu shouted out his discovery, he began to glow; the bright figure began morphing and growing. I can't believe what I was witnessing, my Riolu was finally evolving! The figure morphed as I saw in awe. Riolu had stopped glowing and he had become Lucario! George was also impressed, especially since I knew he had no knowledge about Pokémon whatsoever, so this was a first for him. He has even mispronounced Buizel's name several times.

"Wow, you look so cool!" George measured himself with my Lucario. He definitely looked impressed. "Sooo, are you like more powerful or something?" George asked, Lucario simply nodded at my friend. "Well, I'll bring some food for everyone, I don't have your Pokémon food but I have rice!" George said as he went to the kitchen. Lucario now looked at me, he sat down and talked.

"Master! How did this happen to you?" Lucario asked me as he stared; I took a deep breath and explained my experience so far with them. I explained on how it felt to become a Buizel, in the events before that with Team Rocket and Adam, I even mentioned my attempts of communication, Lucario was impressed.

"It's very fascinating to hear the perspective of a human. I'm glad that you enjoy some aspects of being a Pokémon."

"I don't know a whole lot of stuff though, Lucario I need help with this."

"Well now that you can speak to us master I'll gladly help you in understanding some things. Let's leave some stuff aside; you must know that all Pokémon have their own names."

"What is your name then?" I asked the Lucario, but Pikachu sprinted right in front of him.

"Me first, me first! I'm Marcus and I'm a very cool Pikachu. I'm glad to finally be able to talk to you master! Your music is so cool and everything and it's very amazing to be able to finally talk to you" Marcus shifted from one place to the other as the very impatient Pikachu he has always been.

"Please don't call me master you guys, I'm just your friend." Lucario nodded.

"I shall remember this; I just tell the other Pokémon that mentioning you as master shows our respect for you as our trainer. I call myself Cain, it is a pleasure to be able to communicate with you and to reveal my name." Cain, always calm and collected as the meditating Riolu I knew.

"Oh! I want to know, what is my Buizel's name?" As I mentioned this, Cain and Marcus looked at each other, Cain shook his head.

"Unfortunately, Buizel never said his name to any of us." Cain said, Pikachu then spoke as he jumped in front of Cain.

"Yeah! He said that it's something private! He wants you to be the first one to know what his true name is." Marcus said, hearing this piece of information was very important to me. I mattered that much to Buizel that he would tell me his name first rather than any of my other Pokémon.

"Kevin, some Pokémon sometimes prefer to not have any names until the trainers themselves give a name. It's just a matter of preference really." Cain approached me and placed his paw in front of me. "Let me just check something that I also saw within you, stay still Kevin." Lucario said as he closed his eyes and focused. I noticed then that he was using aura this whole time to see these things inside me.

"How long have you used aura for?"

"I don't precisely "use" aura, this is just another way of seeing things, spirits and emotion are easily perceived through these, not so much as body or aspect." Cain said, he then stopped and looked at me with a smile; his next statement took me for a loop. "I found Buizel." I couldn't believe it; I needed to know where he was!

"Where is he? I need to speak to him now!"

"Kevin, Kevin. Patience please." Cain said as he tried to settle me down. "Buizel is with you right now." I had no idea what that meant, in heart? Of course he is with me in heart. "Not in the sense of emotion, Buizel's soul lies dormant within you. Your souls are completely mixed up."

"What?!" I couldn't believe it, "does it mean that Buizel is already with me, but in my spirit or something of that fashion? How can I speak with him?"

"He is with you; he is actually very calm and content. Although the unfortunate situation is that since the both of you live in the same body, you might not be able to interact again."

No, it couldn't be! I need to talk to him. I need to hug him again, I need him with me. I can't just let my friend be unreachable from me it's just...

"Hey, Buizel stop shaking your leg like that. That can't be healthy at all!" George had yelled from the other side of the room, I didn't notice that I was shaking my leg along with the rhythm of a song I was thinking about, that or maybe I was growing desperate of the situation. "Alright, we are gonna read this story thing here now! So uh... Lucario you sit in the chair and I'll put these two with me." Cain sat on the chair while me and Marcus sat alongside George.

There must be a way to fix this, there just has to...

George read along the story, he would usually stop and make remarks on my friendship with my best friend, showed me drawings of my friend. And he would even cry himself from what he read. One thing that I appreciated is that my Pokémon can understand what made my friendship with Buizel so special, but I always felt that he told them himself. But the fact is that I couldn't think of any way to fix this situation... I had lost my best friend, possibly forever.

George had stood up to get some milk; I just approached my Pokémon friends and cried with them. Cain was very supportive and told me many things on how beautiful it was that me and Buizel shared our souls with each other, it still wasn't enough however. Cain noticed that I started to sob, so he picked up my Buizel plush toy and showed it to George. George stared at it but he then gave it to me, I hugged it dearly.

"There is always a solution for everything Kevin, we will solve this." Cain said.

"But I can't be with him ever again!" I yelled as I cried.

"No! We will solve this, because there is something very important that Buizel has always wanted to tell you." Marcus said. Was it possible that Cain and Marcus knew what he wanted to tell me? I had almost completely forgotten on what Buizel wants to tell me. "Especially now that you are a Buizel, you must hear what he has to say." Whatever Buizel needed to tell me was so important that my own Pokémon implored me to be able to listen.

George had picked up the phone at one point; he wanted to tell Cedric why the pokeball had broken. I realized that the reason the pokeball caught me in the beam as well was because of how broken the pokeball me and Adam had struggled with. I had almost forgotten as well that I kept a promise to Adam, that I would take him to Kalos and meet all the amazing things Kalos has to offer, it doesn't seem like I'll be able to keep that promise...

The doctor had arrived with a Lucario by the name of Kyla; she approached us at one point but not before being very affectionate towards the doctor. Cain introduced himself first.

"Glad to meet another Lucario, some call me Cain." Ok, Cain was being a bit too formal.

"I'm Kyla; I take good care of my master Cedric. Who are you two?" She asked while looking at us, watching me being sad made her a bit sad too. "What's wrong Buizel? You seem awfully depressed. I'm sure Kevin will show around soon!" I looked at her; she seemed to be more carefree than Cain.

"My name is Kevin, and I became my Pokémon..." I stated blandly while looking down at my paws. I couldn't see Kyla's expression, but she stuttered and ran towards Cedric.

"Cedric! Master! Kevin is there! We found him, he is there!" Kyla said to his trainer as she pointed at me. The struggle Pokémon feel with conversation is indeed infuriating.

"Yes Kyla, Buizel lost his trainer." As Cedric said this, Kyla shook her head and pointed at me once again. "Is he sad? Its fine, we will find Kevin soon enough, we just need to stay calm." Kyla gave up and returned to us.

"I just wished my master understood me, I just want to keep taking care of him and tell him everything important is all." Kyla looked back at me. "So how did this happen?" Kyla sat down.

"I was holding Buizel in my arms and I used the pokeball, we were both captured at the same time." I explained, Marcus interrupted while jumping all around speaking rapidly.

"Yeah yeah! You see, Kevin and Buizel got their souls all mixed up and they are using the same body and stuff." Marcus stopped leaping; Cain tried his best to calm him down.

"Buizel is fine, but we must find a way to revert these effects, Kevin really needs to contact his friend." Cain said as he explained to Kyla, she was surprised about the whole situation.

"Wow, it's almost magical." She stated, and then a glimmer of hope shined my way.

"That's it! Magic! We need magic to solve this issue." Only a miracle could get us out of this mess, and I knew just the guy to do so. "Cain, Marcus! How about we see Mathias the magician?" Cain was dumbfounded as he heard me.

"Kevin, that's just tricks and deceit! There is no way Mathias can help you!"

"I know, but what else could I do?"

After a huge discussion on what we were going to do I managed to convince Cain to help me reach Mathias before he went back to Kalos, we took everything that belonged to me and decided to sneak out. Kyla would tell us as soon as it was safe to be able to head outside, she offered herself to come along but I didn't want the doctor to get worried over her.

"Kevin, are you sure you want to sneak away from George's house at night? It could be dangerous." I knew what Cain meant.

"I need to find Mathias, I need a miracle..."

In the darkness of the night and the bright spectator shining the darkness in the sky we made our way to were the presentations were being held, it was more important to arrive at the tent Mathias had and hopefully have a miracle happen. In the very least, I can talk to the Braixen and maybe have that Pokémon hypnotize me to speak to Buizel. My hopes and stakes were high and I'm not going to lose this bet.

To be continued…

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Kevin and Buizel (Second edition)

Chapter 9: A Whole New Perspective

Could it really be? I'm looking at myself but, I can't believe this at all! Right now I could speak with Buizel because I was a Pokémon! I can't believe it, I'm a Pokémon! I touched my face closely now, I definitely had the head structure of a Buizel, the floatation sac was around my neck, it was hard to look down but as I felt my body awaking from being numb I was able to feel the feet, the body, my arms and I can even feel the tail behind me now, my attempts to move it succeeded as my tail wagged back and forth, I could also move the tips of the tail independently. What would be about my human life? I'd never be able to have the benefits of being a human, but that doesn't bother me very much if it's a price to pay to be able to talk to my best friend.

The feeling of having a different body is oddly exciting; the fact that I am different alone is amazing. I keep staring at my hands, or rather paws right now, they are mine, these Buizel paws are a part of me now. The feeling of the fur all around my body was amazing, I didn't have any clothes but I didn't feel cold. I held my chest; I could feel myself breathe with this body, in and out, as I did so I felt my heart beating beneath all this foreign fur, this body functions and lives along with me.

I hopped in excitement jumping back and forth; I even made a little dance. This confirmed it even more, I am now a Pokémon, and this body was moving as I wanted like I have always been living as a Buizel. This was beyond anything I could ever imagine, I've had a few dreams of becoming a Pokémon, but the real sensation beats it by a long run. Now I just needed to find Buizel and finally be able to talk to my lifelong friend!

The doctor was walking towards me, I felt him approaching me with his hands. The hands which are now big were able to surround me, he then picked me up, it felt strange being lifted so high and to be handled by this doctor, being treated like just a regular Pokémon that can be easily picked up to look at. Now I can really understand why some Pokémon would hate this, it does feel slightly annoying, especially if you fear that the trainer will drop you I suppose.

"You seem very happy Buizel, although we have some terrible news for you." The doctor said while holding me, what kind of terrible news? Did something happen? "Your trainer Kevin is missing." Kevin missing, I laughed at how ridiculous that sounds, I am right here! How can't they notice, as I was laughing at the situation, memory crept back in and I recalled the situation I am currently in. What do they mean that I'm missing?

I recalled being outside with Buizel before everything went black, I had used the pokeball. The only logical fact is that I got sucked inside the pokeball as well, but where is Buizel then? The doctor had put me back on the table and I got back to thinking on everything. I was scared I was not going to be able to see my friend again, but he was missing and I didn't know where he had gone, I tried looking behind every counter with my eyes, every corner to see if he was somewhere around this room but he wasn't! But what if Buizel was captured by that Team Rocket, Adam chased them off however, but what if Adam was the one that took Buizel away and betrayed me! No, it doesn't make sense; he wasn't around when this happened. What if when I got captured inside with my friend I took over his body...?

It would seem this had happened, and what does this mean? Will I ever see my friend again? What if Buizel is not gone? There were so many doubts in my head that I couldn't answer, but I was terrified that I didn't know anything about my friend. But it did seem that I took over my Buizel's body, I touched around my body one more time to confirm the reality of this.

But where is my friend? I began to cry, but I couldn't control my fear and sorrow, I was sobbing nonstop, I cried out loud, my friend was probably gone and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I looked at the doctor as I cried.

They need to know I'm Kevin! They must look for my Buizel instead; I have to let them know! I quickly leapt towards the doctor and held on to him; I stared at him while yelling and begging for them to look for my friend.

"You gotta look for my friend! I'm Kevin! I'm right here! Buizel is out there and I don't want him to get lost! He must be worried sick for me!" The doctor simply put me back on the table; he was probably scared at the way I reacted.

"Calm down Buizel! We are going to find Kevin!" And then it hit me, how hard must've been for Buizel to try to speak to me when he couldn't understand me. The words I said were only Buizel noises, but I could feel the words being spoken in my head as I yelled at the doctor, as I reheard myself, I could interpret everything I had said, I really did have the Pokémon language incorporated within me. I suddenly felt something jump on top of the table, it was definitely Ash's Pikachu, I wonder what he wanted.

"Hi Buizel! How are you feeling?" Pikachu was speaking to me, this was very weird for me still, I mean I can hear Pikachu only speaking in his own language but I understand every single word, I was able to make out the language back and forth with no difficulty at all. I constantly get reminded that I am now a Pokémon and that I can speak to other Pokémon, I can probably use Pokémon moves, I can even evolve into Floatzel if I wanted too, can I breathe underwater? What about hyper beam? What will I eat? How do I inflate my floatation sac? The surge of information was overwhelming; I felt reality dissipate once more and fainted.

I came back to my senses and woke up; as I looked my surroundings I noticed that we were at George's place. After they saw I was doing fine, they all sat down to eat, I was honestly starving and I wanted nothing more but to eat some of George's cookies, or to drink some of the coffee he made. Although I was reminded of the situation as I saw my hands, or rather paws. Pokémon don't exactly sit at the table, so I sat along the many Pokémon. As I looked down on the food that was served to me I saw Pokémon food, I had eaten this at one point, mostly because there was nothing to eat in the past, I'm a Pokémon now I guess, but I really don't want to eat this at all.

"Eat up Buizel! You look very hungry." I heard Ash's Pikachu talk to me, I was still impressed that I could fully comprehend Pokémon now. "I know you miss your trainer a lot but you have to eat at least something." My own Pokémon had also cheered me on to eat a little bit from the Pokémon food. I really didn't want to eat Pokémon food, but I also did not want to starve, I looked at it and picked one of the pellets with my paws and chewed.

It was completely an entirely new flavor than I recalled, my stomach growled at how amazing Pokémon food was and I immediately started eating, it just reminded me that my taste and senses must've also changed, as I finished eating I looked at the empty plate speechless. I don't know how but this simply tastes better than anything I have ever eaten, and it's just Pokémon food. However, I'm still worried on what happened to Buizel, there was nothing I could do and I doubt anyone knew the answer.

The group of trainers had left and so did the doctor afterwards, George had put my Riolu and Pikachu back to their pokeballs, I didn't say a single word to any of the Pokémon while we were eating, I should've talked to all the Pokémon there while I could, but I didn't know how they would react upon knowing that I was indeed human. Maybe they wouldn't even believe me, but next time I have I'll let Pokémon know I am Kevin; at least I want someone to talk to.

I noticed that George had taken out my journal from my guitar bag and placed it on top of the kitchen table; I didn't want him reading on my personal stuff at all. I tried to climb to the table and reach my prized journal; George stopped me and poked me on my nose.

"This is Kevin's journal Buizel; you shouldn't mess around with it." I'm pretty sure you are going to mess around with it anyway George! I couldn't do anything however, he will not be able to understand my Pokémon tongue, I just sat at the corner and thought on what it was to be a Buizel, I feel glad that I can finally understand Pokémon, but my friend is not with me at all and this bothers me to no end.

George suddenly picked me up and patted me on the head, this is sure annoying, but I decided to just comply. He took me to the chair, George was looking at me.

"Well Buizel... how are you?" I looked away, I'm too sad to even reply, he won't understand me and he will never know that I am in fact Kevin.

"Well... I don't know how to keep a Buizel entertained or anything, do you like painting?" That question surprised me; I wonder what George had planned for me.

George had prepared several sheets of paper and set them on the ground, he brought up a red paint. I placed my paw on the paint and then on the paper, I realized then, that if I couldn't tell him that I'm Kevin, I could write it down! Yes! I can still communicate!

"Perfect! Go ahead and paint at your heart's desire. I'll leave this room on for you, but sleep soon." George had gone to his bedroom, I attempted to write with my paw, but it was a bit complicated to do so, the paint gets messy and it goes all over the paper. It took me a few attempts to be able to get letters written down on paper making the letter I was easy. The letter N was a bit harder to do than the rest, but I was capable of writing it down. The problem is that I quickly ran out of paper and I needed more, my journal has at least half of the pages in blank, I could use those to easily write down my message.

I slowly climbed to the table and snatched the journal with my arms. My journal was where I put the most important things of my life, especially how me and my best friend met in the first place. My Buizel and I are the greatest of friends and I wanted nothing more than to be able to talk to him, if I let George know that I am indeed Kevin, they will search for Buizel instead!

I heard someone coming inside the room so I attempted to run on two legs as I carried my journal but I soon realized that I was incapable of doing so. Something that was as natural as walking on two legs as a human was no a huge task with my new anatomy. I tumbled with my own feet and fell from the table. As I fell a light was pointed towards me and I tried to run away. I'm pretty sure that it's George who is looking for me, I tried to paint arrows on the wall with my paws to point towards me hoping that I could make the point come across, I didn't want Buizel to still be missing, I need to let George know that I am Kevin. I need my friend back with me!

The flashlight was pointed towards me, and George looked at me horrified, I’m not sure that I managed to make my point clear.

"Buizel, I understand that you really miss Kevin, but... I..." George sighed, I saw him go towards the counter and pick up the phone, who was he going to call?

“This could easily be some sort of mental health issue.” The doctor said as he examined me carefully, George just sat at his couch and looked at us.

“Ced, I’m terrified, this is not something Pokémon normally do, I know that much.” George got up and handed some papers to the doctor, “Buizel did these...” The doctor looked at the pages that I had written on, shocked.

“These are all just Is... some N attempts here and there, but what does this mean?” Puzzled, the doctor checked all the pages. “Do you think Buizel was attempting to spell out “Kevin”?” At least someone was smart here! Maybe I can let him know that I am Kevin!

“I’m not really sure, but how does he even know how to write letters?” Yes yes yes! Exactly! Because I am human! Come on, say it!

“Only Kevin would know,” The doctor stared at my journal. “Read Kevin’s journal, you might learn something and it would explain how Buizel feels.” What? No! I'm Kevin! You don't need to fondle around my journal, I'm here!

“Sounds like a good idea... I was planning to read it anyway.” No! It's not necessary to do so!

“I'm sure it will help.” It won't, I know it won't help at all.

Before Cedric the doctor had left he reassured me that everything was going to be fine, George yet again picked me up and patted me on the head, this was starting to get a bit infuriating. He took me to the reading area and sat me on his lap.

"I feel like you really are depressed, believe me... I am too; all I want is a hug from my friend Kevin...” Of course I can hug you! I hugged George as much as I could, hopefully then he realizes that I am Kevin. George just patted me on the head once again; I had a feeling that he would never realize who I am at all. When are we going to look for Buizel then?

“Well since I know you can't read, I'll read the journal for you. Maybe it can bring you some happy thoughts." That is true; it will bring me very happy memories. "What if we find any clues on what happened here?" There are no clues to be found, you just need to realize that I am Kevin! "Kevin won't mind." Of course I will.

I needed to tell someone that I was indeed Kevin, but wait! My Pokémon! I can talk to them right now. I leapt from where I was and looked around inside my guitar bag for the pokeballs. I took them out one by one.

"Oh I see! You want your friends to hear this story as well?" George asked me, it wasn't precisely why I wanted them around. "I thought you would be more happier to share your story with your poke-friends." George laughed at himself. "Poke-friends... I gotta use that one sometime with Kevin." Please no, George.

George released my Pokémon and I saw Riolu and Pikachu appear before me. I smiled just for a bit at them, I waved and got closer to them, I huddled around so that we could speak. Pikachu was worried as he saw me.

"Aw Buizel, they will find Kevin! I'm sure they will!" My Pikachu said to me, I haven't told my Pokémon about the situation yet. But I needed to tell someone about it.

"Well Pikachu, it's just that..." I said but Pikachu looked surprised.

"Huh? Do you not remember my name, Buizel?" The Pikachu asked, I had no clue that my Pokémon had names other than their Pokémon name. I saw Riolu approaching me; he was completely shocked as he saw me. He placed his paw in front of me and closed his eyes, he took a while as he did this, when his eyes opened he looked back at me alarmed.

"It can't be! You are not Buizel! You are Kevin!" As soon as Riolu shouted out his discovery, he began to glow; the bright figure began morphing and growing. I can't believe what I was witnessing, my Riolu was finally evolving! The figure morphed as I saw in awe. Riolu had stopped glowing and he had become Lucario! George was also impressed, especially since I knew he had no knowledge about Pokémon whatsoever, so this was a first for him. He has even mispronounced Buizel's name several times.

"Wow, you look so cool!" George measured himself with my Lucario. He definitely looked impressed. "Sooo, are you like more powerful or something?" George asked, Lucario simply nodded at my friend. "Well, I'll bring some food for everyone, I don't have your Pokémon food but I have rice!" George said as he went to the kitchen. Lucario now looked at me, he sat down and talked.

"Master! How did this happen to you?" Lucario asked me as he stared; I took a deep breath and explained my experience so far with them. I explained on how it felt to become a Buizel, in the events before that with Team Rocket and Adam, I even mentioned my attempts of communication, Lucario was impressed.

"It's very fascinating to hear the perspective of a human. I'm glad that you enjoy some aspects of being a Pokémon."

"I don't know a whole lot of stuff though, Lucario I need help with this."

"Well now that you can speak to us master I'll gladly help you in understanding some things. Let's leave some stuff aside; you must know that all Pokémon have their own names."

"What is your name then?" I asked the Lucario, but Pikachu sprinted right in front of him.

"Me first, me first! I'm Marcus and I'm a very cool Pikachu. I'm glad to finally be able to talk to you master! Your music is so cool and everything and it's very amazing to be able to finally talk to you" Marcus shifted from one place to the other as the very impatient Pikachu he has always been.

"Please don't call me master you guys, I'm just your friend." Lucario nodded.

"I shall remember this; I just tell the other Pokémon that mentioning you as master shows our respect for you as our trainer. I call myself Cain, it is a pleasure to be able to communicate with you and to reveal my name." Cain, always calm and collected as the meditating Riolu I knew.

"Oh! I want to know, what is my Buizel's name?" As I mentioned this, Cain and Marcus looked at each other, Cain shook his head.

"Unfortunately, Buizel never said his name to any of us." Cain said, Pikachu then spoke as he jumped in front of Cain.

"Yeah! He said that it's something private! He wants you to be the first one to know what his true name is." Marcus said, hearing this piece of information was very important to me. I mattered that much to Buizel that he would tell me his name first rather than any of my other Pokémon.

"Kevin, some Pokémon sometimes prefer to not have any names until the trainers themselves give a name. It's just a matter of preference really." Cain approached me and placed his paw in front of me. "Let me just check something that I also saw within you, stay still Kevin." Lucario said as he closed his eyes and focused. I noticed then that he was using aura this whole time to see these things inside me.

"How long have you used aura for?"

"I don't precisely "use" aura, this is just another way of seeing things, spirits and emotion are easily perceived through these, not so much as body or aspect." Cain said, he then stopped and looked at me with a smile; his next statement took me for a loop. "I found Buizel." I couldn't believe it; I needed to know where he was!

"Where is he? I need to speak to him now!"

"Kevin, Kevin. Patience please." Cain said as he tried to settle me down. "Buizel is with you right now." I had no idea what that meant, in heart? Of course he is with me in heart. "Not in the sense of emotion, Buizel's soul lies dormant within you. Your souls are completely mixed up."

"What?!" I couldn't believe it, "does it mean that Buizel is already with me, but in my spirit or something of that fashion? How can I speak with him?"

"He is with you; he is actually very calm and content. Although the unfortunate situation is that since the both of you live in the same body, you might not be able to interact again."

No, it couldn't be! I need to talk to him. I need to hug him again, I need him with me. I can't just let my friend be unreachable from me it's just...

"Hey, Buizel stop shaking your leg like that. That can't be healthy at all!" George had yelled from the other side of the room, I didn't notice that I was shaking my leg along with the rhythm of a song I was thinking about, that or maybe I was growing desperate of the situation. "Alright, we are gonna read this story thing here now! So uh... Lucario you sit in the chair and I'll put these two with me." Cain sat on the chair while me and Marcus sat alongside George.

There must be a way to fix this, there just has to...

George read along the story, he would usually stop and make remarks on my friendship with my best friend, showed me drawings of my friend. And he would even cry himself from what he read. One thing that I appreciated is that my Pokémon can understand what made my friendship with Buizel so special, but I always felt that he told them himself. But the fact is that I couldn't think of any way to fix this situation... I had lost my best friend, possibly forever.

George had stood up to get some milk; I just approached my Pokémon friends and cried with them. Cain was very supportive and told me many things on how beautiful it was that me and Buizel shared our souls with each other, it still wasn't enough however. Cain noticed that I started to sob, so he picked up my Buizel plush toy and showed it to George. George stared at it but he then gave it to me, I hugged it dearly.

"There is always a solution for everything Kevin, we will solve this." Cain said.

"But I can't be with him ever again!" I yelled as I cried.

"No! We will solve this, because there is something very important that Buizel has always wanted to tell you." Marcus said. Was it possible that Cain and Marcus knew what he wanted to tell me? I had almost completely forgotten on what Buizel wants to tell me. "Especially now that you are a Buizel, you must hear what he has to say." Whatever Buizel needed to tell me was so important that my own Pokémon implored me to be able to listen.

George had picked up the phone at one point; he wanted to tell Cedric why the pokeball had broken. I realized that the reason the pokeball caught me in the beam as well was because of how broken the pokeball me and Adam had struggled with. I had almost forgotten as well that I kept a promise to Adam, that I would take him to Kalos and meet all the amazing things Kalos has to offer, it doesn't seem like I'll be able to keep that promise...

The doctor had arrived with a Lucario by the name of Kyla; she approached us at one point but not before being very affectionate towards the doctor. Cain introduced himself first.

"Glad to meet another Lucario, some call me Cain." Ok, Cain was being a bit too formal.

"I'm Kyla; I take good care of my master Cedric. Who are you two?" She asked while looking at us, watching me being sad made her a bit sad too. "What's wrong Buizel? You seem awfully depressed. I'm sure Kevin will show around soon!" I looked at her; she seemed to be more carefree than Cain.

"My name is Kevin, and I became my Pokémon..." I stated blandly while looking down at my paws. I couldn't see Kyla's expression, but she stuttered and ran towards Cedric.

"Cedric! Master! Kevin is there! We found him, he is there!" Kyla said to his trainer as she pointed at me. The struggle Pokémon feel with conversation is indeed infuriating.

"Yes Kyla, Buizel lost his trainer." As Cedric said this, Kyla shook her head and pointed at me once again. "Is he sad? Its fine, we will find Kevin soon enough, we just need to stay calm." Kyla gave up and returned to us.

"I just wished my master understood me, I just want to keep taking care of him and tell him everything important is all." Kyla looked back at me. "So how did this happen?" Kyla sat down.

"I was holding Buizel in my arms and I used the pokeball, we were both captured at the same time." I explained, Marcus interrupted while jumping all around speaking rapidly.

"Yeah yeah! You see, Kevin and Buizel got their souls all mixed up and they are using the same body and stuff." Marcus stopped leaping; Cain tried his best to calm him down.

"Buizel is fine, but we must find a way to revert these effects, Kevin really needs to contact his friend." Cain said as he explained to Kyla, she was surprised about the whole situation.

"Wow, it's almost magical." She stated, and then a glimmer of hope shined my way.

"That's it! Magic! We need magic to solve this issue." Only a miracle could get us out of this mess, and I knew just the guy to do so. "Cain, Marcus! How about we see Mathias the magician?" Cain was dumbfounded as he heard me.

"Kevin, that's just tricks and deceit! There is no way Mathias can help you!"

"I know, but what else could I do?"

After a huge discussion on what we were going to do I managed to convince Cain to help me reach Mathias before he went back to Kalos, we took everything that belonged to me and decided to sneak out. Kyla would tell us as soon as it was safe to be able to head outside, she offered herself to come along but I didn't want the doctor to get worried over her.

"Kevin, are you sure you want to sneak away from George's house at night? It could be dangerous." I knew what Cain meant.

"I need to find Mathias, I need a miracle..."

In the darkness of the night and the bright spectator shining the darkness in the sky we made our way to were the presentations were being held, it was more important to arrive at the tent Mathias had and hopefully have a miracle happen. In the very least, I can talk to the Braixen and maybe have that Pokémon hypnotize me to speak to Buizel. My hopes and stakes were high and I'm not going to lose this bet.

To be continued…

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The points of view change and the view on pokemon is revealed.

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