(starting song)

I stared at the phrase with straining wide eyes. WHO-THE-WHAT THE FUCK!?!? I mentally screamed. THIS SHIT IS NOT! KOSHER!! BY ANY FUCKING DEGREE!! NONE!!

I debated for a good two minutes on what the hell to say as I stared in fearful confusion. Okay. Fuck it. I thought in a semi calm voice as my anxiety shakes went batshit. Though, my pokemon didn't notice my distress.

The next thing I quickly typed was thus. "Who the fuck are you. What the fuck are you. How the hell did you contact me. And what the fuck do you want." I questioned with fervor.

"For who I am I will tell later." The being on the other end sent first. To which I replied.

"I'M STOPPING THAT SHIT RIGHT THE FUCK THERE!"

"Excuse me?"

"I'M NOT JOINING ANY OF YOUR SHIT!! FUCK TO THE HELL NO!! I'VE SEEN THIS KIND OF SHIT WAY TO FUCKING MANY TIMES!!! NO!! I'M NOT JOINING YOU'RE FUCKERY!!" I replied vehemently. Vlad agreeing wholeheartedly.

"...Okay then. This is a far cry from expectations." The other user typed a few moments later.

Fuck yes it's going to be fucktard. I thought not having any of this while glaring at the screen, waiting for another reply.

It was a minute or two before the next reply. "Well this is a shame. ...Which I guess you aren't interested to taking a look in a ruin, said to hold an odd looking necklace with rumored magical properties, I suppose?" The other user said, trying to bait me. I looked at the screen with a narrow eyed irritated look, a moment later my eye twitching with the irritation. Is this prick seriously pulling this card. I asked rhetorically.

"As it would seem..." Vlad said with annoyance.

"Are you serious with this?" I typed, my brow furrowing. And through all this, none of my three companions have noticed so far. Good or bad being debatable.

"Yes, I'm rather serious about this."

"You seriously have a hard on in trying to get me to join up with whatever bullshit with you."

"As it seems, yes."

Alright, I'm getting a fucking revolving ip for this laptop after this shit. I thought in aggravation. I looked at the folder icon on my hotbar then back at the console like screen, looking back and forth several times. I wonder... I thought as I opened file explorer. Looking for a certain folder. I had a little smirk when I found the folder titled 'reactions'. It took me a moment to find an appropriate image.

That smirk grew when I found the right image to use. Oooh, let this work. I thought enthused with this idea. I dragged the image to the window and plopped it in. I grinned with a note of humor as the image of the Justice League all giving a big ol' 'fuck you' all holding up middle fingers with Green Lantern projecting a large one. I did a silent giggle, grinning just tickled that this actually worked. I then did one of my own to the screen for a moment.

"That's my thought dickwad." I typed, to which I think bewildered the person on the other end.

"You're an asshole when you want to be." Psycho said with a laugh.

Heheheheh...oh I'm going to get a fuck ton of software for this. I thought. Oh this was going to be a long night.

"Well. Seems to be no point now. Shame that, maybe next time."

"Yeah, fuck no. I'm not associating with any of your shit. Interesting as it maybe, still a big ass no." I replied, then closed the window. ...Now for the figuring and implementing of the denial software... But unbeknownst to me. My three pokémon had a little idea as they looked up from there games and to each other. They looked at me for a moment then looked at one another and nodded as they placed there games down. They moved up to me with smiles, all three lept at me. "Mah!" I yelped as they landed on me. I immediately looked at them with a confused wide eyed look as they hugged me with big smiles. "Thank you!" they said as they hugged me. I was still somewhat confused at the moment, as I gave a sort of smile with a raised brow. I honestly didn't know how to react.

"You're welcome...?" I said, liking the sentiment. Though still not knowing of the reason being.

"Snivy." [ The games.] Nesia clarified happily. It clicked now, to which I calmed and smiled.

"You three are quite welcome." I replied hugging back for the hell of it.

"From the dozens of trainers I've seen and met. I like you the best." Keldra mentioned. And with that my expression melted with a warm smile. "Same!" Elora added. God damn... I thought with a mental chuckle with the suddenness of this situation. I just can't not like these three.

"You definitely needed these kind of interactions." Vlad noted. Yeah. Yeah I really did. I thought happily agreeing.

From that night, I was up till four in the morning getting precautionary measures galore. It was a bitch and a half process to find, figure out workings for use, Installation and finally implementation of the necessary software. And in that night finishing. I was never more proud of myself, which is further impressive since I'm not a very prideful person, and since I'm crap at researching. And means of any coding. Big part on the coding portion. Since I couldn't code a simple snake animation flash game...with the book with how to do it in front of me...

After carefully placing my god of mobile gaming equipment down beside the bed. I promptly passed out after getting a little more comfortable.

Alas...something happened that I thought would be forever an unoccursence after six years of nights of deep sleep.

I found myself near a kind of temple of some sort, I looked on with focused thought curiosity at the rather small building. The hell? I questioned with a tilt of the head, figuring reasons of it's placement, reason of size and actual use as I neared the built in stone building. It reminded me of those ancient homes carved into mountainsides. Hmm...odd... I thought as I neared. Subconsciously not worrying on some valid facts, the natural audio of nature and the nonexistence of my three companions.

Though deep inside...this felt weird...this place, and my inlining search being conducted. I got out a small flashlight when I reached the doorway, with in five paces inside I turned on the light and pointed it at the ceiling, the acutely luminous light splashing over the section I was in, most of the area not being visible, now lifted from the darkness. I was then presented yet again with the thought of never seeing anyone try this, including in some sections of horror flicks I've seen. Still questioning on why they never try this. I looked about the room seeing multiple odd things, something of what I guess some sort of travel gear for caving. Odd considering.

With that I had a thought of focusing on the smaller details of the walls, presented with the hypothesis that this is going to be one of those hidden mechanism doors. At this my interest raised as I searched. As I looked at one wall that has something akin to a faded mural, I began focusing on certain sections. Looking for pattern differences, depressions in the wall, shapes of lines seeming difficult to see and out of place.

This took me about a minute to find a set of lines actually seeming somewhat out of place in the design where the markings meant to hide it chipped away in a certain pattern. Alright... Furthermore on the realm of intrigue. I thought as the stone passage shuddered open with the clanking of old gears turning. This is some Uncharted shit right here... I mused as I walked deeper in my unknown compulsion of travel in this dark domain of exploration. Continuing to subconsciously question the reasoning for the need to look into this structure. After a short while the stone hall drastically opened to a vast space of ancient architecture.

If I were to guess, this place was several hundred years or more old taking in account, looking at the structural decay and the overgrowth. I took out some flares from a small pack, igniting them one by one and and tossing them about the cavern to provide sufficient light, remarkably these flares didn't shine a vibrant red like most flares do, expect more of a white color, letting me see the colors of everything better. I looked at more of the structures with more intrigue, looking at multiple details before moving on.

I went into a structure that seemed to be the main portion to this complex. I tossed in a couple flares inside then walked in. I could see a pedestal of sorts with a sort of necklace slowly spin and float, being very peculiar in the realm of consideration. Though regretfully, there wasn't a straight on pathway to the pedestal platform. I was going to have to ninja warrior this so to speak, seeing a path I was going to jump about. Alrighty...no pressure... I thought as I closed my eyes for a few moments to both hype and concentrate. I got in a ready stance for the large amount of movement I was going to make in the next few seconds. My eyes opened with a mixture of determined irritation.

Oh fuck this entirely... I thought as I then bolted and lept off my pathway and began my jumping to platform to jump point. Each leap and bound was done in quick succession as my destination grew closer. I almost ballsed up the last long jump landing with a wobble that quickly got corrected. Sweet...made it. I thought in a rather optimistic voice. I looked up to the pedestal, climbing up half a flight of stairs. Finally making it to the item. What was there, confused me and concerned me at the same time. A necklace that had three fingered silver dragon claws clinging to a dark purple sparkling spherical gem hanging on a black leather string. "Why the hell is my dragon necklace here?" I questioned confused on how it even got here.

As I grabbed my necklace I was without reason jolted awake "Jinto-va!" I blurted as I quickly looked at my surroundings, eyes darting every which way. It took me a few seconds to realize I was back in the room. And with my eyes bulging at one unsetting fact. I had a conscious full memory interaction in a dream....

How the-why the fuck did I dream!? A seemingly lucid dream at that! Da-fuck! I questioned incredulously. I looked down to see my pokemon snuggled up against me, sound asleep. I slowly calmed down. A minute or so later I looked at the clock beside me, wondering what time it is. ...it was eight in the morning, I've only slept maybe four hours. I restarted pandora, calming sleep music gently filled the room. I took a deep breath, letting out a quiet sigh a moment later. I brought a hand up to pinch the bridge of my nose, lightly shaking my head with closed eyes. Still in disbelief.

(song)

This better not be one of those vision dreams... I thought in a note of discontent. In the midst of the thought, a look of serious questioning spurred as I felt a crawling feel on my stomach from between my shirt and coat. It made it's way up to the collar of my coat as I looked down at the moving bulge. I soon felt a familiar shaped tail and saw a green nose pop out of my coat collar.

"Sniii..." [Warmmm...] The tired Snivy sighed, drifting back to sleep. My expression softened into a tired small smile, coinciding with a silent chuckle. I drifted back into slumber as I laid my head back. To be of what, I pray tell of thy journey to be... My tired mind inquired of my furthering stay upon a world tis be not of my own.

I lie in hope, to be of one day, thy questions of wonder, shall be answered.... It was my last thought as sleep took back it's hold, dipping under the familiar darkness of a tired mind.

;Undisclosed location - 9 hours ago;

The being at the computer leaned back, sighing. "Well shit...That's a shame." Sighed a disappointed Veairgo. He was hoping Dexsha (Dez-sha) was right about this guy. But his luck decided to screw that chance up.

"If anything, hopefully nothing major happens." He said mostly to himself. The tale Dexsha told was kind of unsettling for him. Random guy comes into their world. Travels a bit, gets something he originally had in his world which now has very unnatural properties. And later is supposed to go on a massacre on some team base. Then other shit progressively goes down, while shit gets more and more real, as he understood it.

"Well, the unsettling thing is Dexsha is usually not wrong ninety five percent of the time..."

"Veairgo! Could you help me for a moment?" A feminine voice hollered from a few rooms away.

"Yeah give me a second!" The unnaturally colored shiny fire ape replied before getting up, looking at the computer monitor with an unsure gaze. He shook his head as he left the terminal room. He really didn't expect the reaction he got.

It was another two hours till my body decided it was time to wake up. I found I was on my back on my bed, I didn't quite open my eyes. But when I did, a questioning look spurred. Wait...the fuck? I questioned. The part of the ceiling that was over my bed didn't have the air duct covered in a wood paneling. The hell? I further questioned, this felt very off... I lifted my head to look at my surroundings. What, where the fuck am-? Oh... I began thinking in escalating panic before my eyes landed on the sleeping pokemon curled up to me, having me realize yet again for the sixth time. That's right...I'm not at home anymore. I wasn't in my world, my familiarities of my world to this are for naught. Many more peculiarities are at play that'll frustrate me more then my world ever did.

Though, some dangers from my world I don't have to worry about. There are a plethora more I have to worry about here... I took a breath and let a sigh through my nostrils.

Fuck my life... I thought despondently. Thoughts of how I'm supposed to live here if I'm to be stuck in this world flooded my mind, making my existence more of a despondent feeling since I never know what to do with myself. No jobs interesting me, few that have quickly having the process of possibility basically murdered off, with the very difficult process to even attempt the idea.

Then there's my non-existent ambitions, and really no hopes for anything. My face becoming more downcast with each thought. I'm really going to be fucked one way or another being in my world or the other... When he hath not understanding of his being, one can not prosper in the land he resides. Apathy ever encroached to most of his ideals to suffer with the idea of application. Why must one have sorrows of a being with a mind such as I?

Then there's the semi contentedness of my semi-stagnant lifestyle. Just apating to be mildly content with basically existing, and with never intentional distancing with people that I slowly stop talking to. Wanting to keep friendships, but feeling like I impose so often when I feel like I should call them. It's a horrid thought process I just can't shake.

Oh damn it all... ...Heh...I swear...times like these my life just has to be a dreary little sitcom...doesn't it? Any of my hopes dashed into the winds like fading embers from a fire, quickly snuffed out after flying a very short distance.

"Well...a wish or two came to life...maybe a third along the way." Vlad announce softly. Trying to reassure me.

True...one or two it may be. But the possibility of the third if disappointingly low considering my odds. I have more luck with the friend zone in that case...

"You're odds may be different here. Heheh...If those fanfics have anything to say about it."

Maybe...slim...but maybe. I thought, a tiny smile surfacing...though it didn't last long. ...truly...what could I even do?