The Strange World Through My Eyes

Disclaimer Note: I don\'t own Pokemon. If I did, it would be Pikachu, Squirtle, and Charizard. But until then, I\'ll let 4Kids Entertainment handle them.

A/N: This is my first Pokemon fic, but not the first time I\'ve done it. My anime stories began with Pokemon, so don\'t flame me if you hate it.
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Chapter 1: Beached

Many of you might not realize it, but in the world of Pokemon also existed another type of creature that were myths for awhile. But I know better because I am the last of them. My name is Kari. I\'m fourteen years old and a Pokemon Trainer. However, don\'t let my looks fool you. I\'m not what I appear to be.

I\'m a mermaid.

Contrary to what you believe, mermaids were once peaceful creatures in the ocean among the other Water Pokemon. In fact, we got along great. Humans were always another case. Very few of us could even transform into humans and I happened to be one of them. Unlike what you have seen in movies, we don\'t have to be back in water after a certain length of time. The only water that cannot make us transform is rainwater and those that can transform are considered gifted. My mother was shocked after delivering my thirteen brothers and sisters that her youngest child could do this. But I never knew that this \"gift\" could come in handy until I was three years old

That was when my world came crumbling down.

We noticed boats above the water\'s surface, which wasn\'t uncommon these days, but these boats were rather strange. It was then giant steel drums fell in the ocean filling it with poison. Many of the merpeople died right then and there. Mother swam with lightning speed with me in her arms and suddenly threw me on a beach. My human legs appeared and I lay unconsious in the sand not knowing at that moment what was happening to my people.

Evening approached when I felt something poke me. I lifted my head to find a baby Squirtle looking at me in confusion. I studied him with my sea blue eyes and stood up on shaky legs. I could smell the poison and looked toward the horizon to see the damage left by the humans. I didn\'t realize it then, but I was the lone survivor of a horrible massacre because human scientists wanted my people for their research on how we lived and developed. Tears slid down my face as the small Pokemon suddenly rubbed against my leg. I lifted him in my arms and he licked my cheek gently. It would be that lick that would start my first friendship with a Pokemon in my life.

I shivered as the sun began setting. When a mermaid transforms into a human, clothes don\'t come with the package. Luckily, I saw some humans still on the beach playing. Some of their clothes lay nearby since they wore bathing suits and I snatched a shirt and pulled it on. It was dirty and had lots of holes, but it was clothes. I walked along the beach staying clear of the water and nervously looked at the humans around me. Squirtle clutched the shirt as he buried his head in my chest. It appears he was abandoned, but latched on to me like he knew what I was going through. I sighed and sat down in the sand wondering where I would go from now.

A creature humans called a dog suddenly interrupted my thoughts and I scrambled to my feet as I tore off running with the fur covered animal on four legs chased after me. I was scared. I had no idea if this creature wanted me dead or for a fish stick dinner. I climbed on a rock and held Squirtle close to me. \"Get back over here, you stupid dog!\" a voice said suddenly and a teenager with blue shoulder length hair and green eyes tore down the beach and grabbed the dog wagging a finger at him. \"Stop scaring children like that!\" he scolded

I just stared at the human. His language was unknown to me at the moment. Of course I heard some sailors speak English, but it was rather unfamiliar. \"Sorry about that,\" he said looking at me. I gave him a blank stare. Was he talking to me? \"Where are your parents?\" he asked in confusion. \"You\'re too young to be here alone.\" He had an accent to his voice, one I couldn\'t recognize. But I still couldn\'t understand him. \"Where\'s your mother and father?\" he repeated. When he said mother, I suddenly realized possibly what he meant and gave him a sad look. I was trying to find the English words to explain what happened.

\"Mother...dead,\" I said in shaky English. \"People dead.\" I sighed and pointed to myself. \"Last,\" I said hoping he knew what I meant. He lifted me and Squirtle in his arms and sighed. \"Don\'t worry,\" he said. \"I\'ll take care of you. By the way, my name\'s James.\" I blinked struggling to understand. \"James,\" he repeated pointing to himself. \"J...James,\" I repeated and nodded meaning I understood. I had no idea, but soon my life would become one big strange thing. Hopefully, I would understand what truly happened and why I was now beached.
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To Be Continued...
Sorry for the short chapter, but more is to come!