Chapitre 2: Ch.2
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Where the actual fuck am I?!
I slowly push myself to a sitting position and feel two things roll off my chest.
I Confusedly looked down at what fell to my lap, my eyes widened at what I was seeing. A red and white ball I was very familiar with and a small red device that looked like an enlarged Gameboy with a bigger screen looking like someone decided to fuse a phone and a Gameboy into one object.
"A fuckin' Pokéball and a Pokedex…?" I muttered my eyes wide and a weird sense of hope grew in my chest.
I first pick up the Pokédex and click the button on the bottom and a small camera flashes for a second over my face.
{Confirming identification…}
Huh?
{Confirmed}
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Name: Xebec Veronal.
ID No: 1000831
Age: 16
Birth Region(s): Kanto/Galar.
Currency: ₽1,400
Pokémon: Toxel.
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'What?' I look at the registered Pokémon and my name.
Xebec Veronel…
Okay… What the fuck Is going on?!
I look down at my body and see that I am wearing different clothes. I have on a purple shirt with a skull on it with pokéballs in the skull's eye sockets coming out of the skull's mouth or jaw was a darker purple liquid that seemed to symbolize poison.
I was also wearing ripped jeans and a belt with little circles that looked like magnets my mind immediately goes to the Poké Ball I pick it up and put it on the first clip it sticks and I stand and put my Dex in my pocket while still examining my body I had two little bracelets with spikes on them, the kind you see punk rockers wearing I also had a necklace with a gold fang above the base of the gold fang with the face of a similarly golden Skull.
"Damn, I look like a fuckin' Emo who likes purple more than black!" but weirdly I was kind of digging the look, I was considered a delinquent when I was a kid and always wore shirts with edgy shit on them.
Looking around I see a conveniently placed pond nearby, I go over and kneel down and a face that is not mine looks back.
Pale skin, hair shaved to the sides and spiky that was also a dark purple in colour. I and a piercing on my right eyebrow and my teeth were sharpened I don't know if they were filed down, but they look natural and pretty normal when I clench my teeth. My left ear had a piercing and both of my eyes were a light purple.
Well, this confirms it, I have been Transmigrated into the world of Pokémon after my death…
A smirk makes its way on my delinquent-like face.
I stand up and take a further look around my surroundings and note that I am in a forest that seems to have fewer trees than the average one you would see in Scotland.
My eyes drift upwards and I am met with a small brown bird with beady black eyes.
A Pidgey… It locks eyes with me for a few moments and looks away to preen its feathers.
I in turn leave it be, and the thought of real-life Pokemon brings me back to what the PokéDex said about my registered Pokémon.
A Toxel, a Galar Pokemon the first form that would eventually evolve into a Toxtricity…
Somehow I don't feel so shocked about this whole situation anymore… Fuck it! If this is a dream I may as well have my fun and if it so happens to be real then that's even better.
I slowly unclip the pokéball on my waist aim it at the ground and click the button.
A beam of red light leaves the ball and a small purple reptile-like creature kinda resembling a baby with a weak grey electrical mohawk is starting up at me.
"Tox Tox!" Its eyes sparkle and it jumps into my arms.
"H-Hey there buddy!" I say while patting it, The baby Pokémon looks up at me with happy eyes.
I pull out my Pokedex and scan it…
{Toxel The Baby Pokémon, This selfish, attention-seeking Pokémon stores poison and electricity in two different sacs inside its body.}
Selfish huh? Well, that sounds alright to me because I too am pretty selfish.
The Pokedex proceeds to give me information on the Toxel's moves and other things.
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Toxel (Electric/Poison)
Age: 1 week old
Gender: Male
Ability: Static, Rattled.
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Moves: Acid, Belch, Flail, Growl, Nuzzle, Tearful Look.
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When I read the age a wave of relief comes over me. This Toxel must have just hatched not so long ago and imprinted on the previous owner's body therefore me.
It shouldn't be confused with my change in personality or anything since it's only known me for a week… And to be fucking honest I don't really care, it is what it is.
I look down at the little punk rock baby and pat it on its strange electric mohawk, surprisingly it only makes my hand feel slightly numb like when you lean on it too long or something along those lines, "Hey there buddy, Would you like a Nickname?" I say grinning down at it showing my sharp teeth though it doesn't seem to be scared of such an expression since it was busy enjoying my petting.
It looks up at me and tilts its head in a confused manner and I just smile a more gentle way, "Well buddy, I want to be a fuckin' amazing Pokémon trainer who kicks all the ass and gets all da' bitches, and to do that I don't just want people to see you in the future as that one Toxtricity!" His eyes light up at the Mention of its future evolution and it nods its spiky head up and down only a way a toddler would, "Tox el!" It exclaimed waving its stubby hands in agreement.
"Alright… let me think about this.." I sit down on the grassy ground next to a tree and leave my Toxel on my lap as I think up a nickname.
"Axel? Kinda like how they call Electric Guitars Axes, since you're future evolution will have one on your chest scale things. How about it mate?" I said and I will give the little guy credit he actually took a couple of moments to consider it before nodding rapidly with stars in his eyes.
"El el, Tox!" It cried out and I patted its head again grinning madly.
"Well, then it's decided! You are now Axel the future most powerful poison type in the world!" I said grinning and my grin stopped for a second and my mind locked on the words Poison Type…
'I think I might want to be a poison-type specialist…' I thought as Axel cried out its species name with determination which brought my attention back to the little purple dinosaur baby.
"Well Axel, I think I am going to investigate where we are right now so do you want to go in your ball or on my shoulder?" I didn't even need an answer to my question as the little Pokémon climbed up my shoulder like a koala with a tree.
I stand up, pop my back and take one step forward to becoming a poison-type master…
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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