Chapter 002

"Alex Burns, 9 and a half years old, lives in the world of Pokemon, parents dead when 3, grew up in the alliance sponsored orphanage of Hurik Town. Studying for the alliance wide Pokemon examination held every year, as excelling in this examination would get you scholarships for Pokemon academies or sponsorship as a trainer" muttered the transmigrated boy, who from now on will be Alex Burns.

He was sitting at the end of a huge playground, watching the other children of the orphanage playing around. More accurately, he was watching the tiny purple Rattata playing with the children, the small blue Oddish lazing around, and the docile brown-feathered Pidgey roosting on the trees.

It had been three days since he suddenly woke up in an unfamiliar room in the body of a small boy. Three days since he freaked out over seeing a Chansey, and three days since he started sorting out the memories which he could perceive from the black sphere in his head.

His nose didn't hurt one bit. He was told that Chansey fixed up his nose with a Heal Pulse. He felt kinda bad about the blackout he had on seeing the Chansey. Chansey was supposedly very sad at the apparent horror he exhibited. He decided he had to apologise to Chansey as soon as possible.

He sighed, and focused on the black sphere in his mind again.

The black sphere was very odd. He could sense it quite easily now, and whenever he focused on it he could go through the memories of the previous owner of the body. He could tell it had other functions. When he tried to recall the stuff from his previous life while focusing on that sphere, he could recall every detail quite clearly. The same goes for the details of Pokemon he often read online. But he couldn't maintain the focus for long. After a few minutes, he would automatically lose focus and exit that state. But he could clearly still remember what he had perceived there.

Suddenly he felt something rubbing against his arm. He looked down to see a tiny purple rat nuzzling him curiously.

"Rattata" he identified. They were quite common in the playground and were quite docile. They weren't allowed to go outside the playground. If they tried, they would be driven back by the Growlithe of Officer Jenny. If they were determined to go out, they would be chased out of the city by Growlithe, where they wouldn't survive long as they had too many predators in the area. Inside the park, they were very docile as they would be often fed by elderly residents or children who came to the park. The Oddish and Pidgey were allowed to go out, but they usually came back here after a while. The park had a great combination of sun, shade and water which Oddish liked, and it was a great resting spot for Pidgey where they didn't have to worry about predators.

He picked up the Rattata and placed it on his lap as he stroked its soft, velvety fur. He had done this many times before according to his memories, but for the current him this was a first. He marvelled at how amazing it felt to stroke this Pokemon.

Ratatta made a chattering noise and jumped out of my lap. It then went to a nearby rock and started grinding its teeth.

"Oh, I remember from both my previous life and this life that Rattata needs to regularly grind their teeth, or else the teeth will grow too long and kill them" he remembered as he intently watched the Rattata. 

Suddenly, he saw something just below the Rattata he was watching.

Rattata

Gender - Male

Lvl - 2

Type - Normal

Held item - None

Ability - Run Away

Moves - Tackle, Tail Whip

Nature - Docile

Training - None

Potential - Red

Alex was taken aback by the line of text he was seeing. He closed his eyes and opened them. He then looked again, and there was no text below the Rattata. He saw nothing. He focused on the Rattata for a few seconds. Still nothing. Then he remembered the black sphere in his head. He focused on the black sphere, and then focused on the Rattata.

Once again, the text appeared below Rattata.

Rattata

Gender - Male

Lvl - 2

Type - Normal

Held item - None

Ability - Run Away

Moves - Tackle, Tail Whip

Nature - Docile

Training - None

Potential - Red