Not a Dream

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Unlike the others, Barry did not release his Pokémon out of fear of getting poisoned in a "dream".

'Aight, I'm tired of this. This dream's taking longer than expected.' With those thoughts in mind he used the strongest force he could muster to clap his cheek.

Unlike what Barry expected to happen, what the scene looked like was different from what he expected. He thought he would wake up from his dream, but, he looked like a young boy that had just slapped his own cheeks.

On his face was a look of disappointment. The other people in the room felt sympathy for him, Nidoran (M) was a common Pokémon found in the wilderness.

"Oww, it didn't work!" He said with disappointment laced into every word.

The professor thought he was disappointed at the fact of getting such a low-grade Pokémon when the demands were so high. Not being allowed to lose to a gym leader more than two times would be very hard because of the grade of Pokémon given.

"Okay, all of you should get ready. For those of you who don't leave in Pallet town you will be given temporary residence while we will go over some things you were not taught in the Pokémon Academy." The professor said.

Barry was only half-listening to what was being said as he followed the teens out of the hidden part of the lab.

'I didn't wake up. I didn't wake up. Could this be the Pokémon world… Could I be in Pokémon.' Those thoughts circulated like rocket science in a NASA scientists head for Barry.

"You can stay at the Pallet Hotels while you are in Pallet town. You can go to any of the branches and you'll be allowed in." The professor informed the three outsiders.

"Gary will lead you to the hotel." Professor Oak knew how demanding his grandson could be at most times so he tried to break it in the most polite way possible.

"Uggh, why do I have to do it, Gramps?" Gary acted like he was in some sort of rebellious stage when in actuality he just wanted his grandpa to owe him a tiny favor. "Fine… But you owe me one, gramps."

"The only person that will be owing someone is if you fail to make to the top 16." The professor informed.

He seemed to be in a no-nonsense mood suddenly and unless you want to be milking Miltank you shouldn't be pissing him off.

"Alright."

"Follow me." The teen said arrogantly as he instructed the people who had never stepped foot in Pallet town before this day.

The Pokémon Academy was a boarding school in the Celadon City. One of the biggest cities in the Kanto region, so it was no surprise that Pallet town: A sacred home of Pokémon Champions that you needed very legitimate documents to be able to live here was a new place to this young-uns.

"This is the place." Gary said after a long walk around the bakeries, offices and all that were in the town.

It would have been classified as a city, but, the Pokémon Prof. didn't want this sacred place that had even survived the Pokémon war to be turned into a city!

"You can just go in and do what people do in hotels. Anyways, I'm out!" Gary declared before walking back in the direction where he had come from.

"Hey, Gary Oak." Barry said suddenly.

"Yeah, what?"

"Even if I have common Pokémon I will still make it to the top 4 in the indigo league!" Barry declared. This was the same way the protagonists of this anime would declare it and then be the top 2.

"Dream on, you'll be lucky to even have top 89. With your Nidoran (M) and the very small possibility that it'll evolve into a Nidorino, with an even lesser possibility of Nidoking you are toast in the league." Gary mocked the Viridian teen.

"Do you know you are exemplary cocky?"

"Yeah, and I also know you are an optimist with bad luck." Gary waved his hands as he walked away. "See you at the first gym. When you lose of course."

With those words Gary walked towards the house of his mother and his old man. Both his father and that of Red's seemingly went missing when the both of them were 5.

'This is a dream, I have to remember that.' Barry told himself.

He went into the hotel followed by Leaf and the other boy. After slapping himself on the face he had decided the fact that the possibility that he was in a dream still existed.

"That takes courage." Leaf said suddenly.

"Courage to do what?" Barry asked as he could tell that he was the one being referred to.

"It takes guts to tell the first grandson of professor Oak that you'll beat him in the indigo league when you got a male Nidoran."

"Seriously, I just thought he was acting too bratty. You know, he's supposed to have gone to the same academy as us." Barry walked with the rookies and approached the receptionist.

"Professor Oak told us that we have a two days residence in this hotel." The random boy said.

"Oh yes, your room numbers are room 1, 2 and 3. You'll have to decide between yourselves, though." The middle-aged man said as he handed the keys over to them.

"Thank you." Barry was the only one to say this.

It was not something to say to a receptionist, but with the way Barry felt after the possibility that he was in an anime. He was excited, was an understatement.

"I'll take room 3." Barry said.

Barry didn't want to be in a feud between two people who knew more than this "dream" than him.

He immediately took the key to room 3 and entered it.

He was invited by a glorious scent, it smelt like some sweet aroma had been especially made in this room. There was a luxury bed with a two seater couch there. A chair also laid in the corner which was quite confusing.

There were also many other things that made this large room a spectacle in the eyes of Barry. But, he did not have time to admire the breath-taking objects that were in this room.

He was busy with the fact that this might not be a dream.

"I need to confirm this." He said to himself.

A normal human being doesn't have much control over his own body in a dream. They would also be constantly aware that they were in a dream, except in the good ones.

He poured water on his face, he poured colder water onto his face, he even poured hot water onto his face and it really scalded him.

"No shit!" Barry kept repeating those words until he was clearly satisfied.

From the intensity of the heat of the water his face was a little burned.

"This is the real deal! I'm in Pokémon! I can finally teach Ash a lesson for being so unpredictable while battling! If he loses to another Snivy I'll be damned! I can finally become a Pokémon Champion! I can finally stop worrying about Chemistry and Physics!" These shouts weren't too loud.

He was 100% sure he was in the world of Pokémon because he remembered the last thing he was doing before he came here was walking on a road then he… Poof, nothing was past that place.

Also dreams didn't last this outrageously long for Christ's sake!

"Nidoran come on out!" Barry said excitedly.

This was the very phrase he always wanted to say as a boy when he watched the Pokémon series.

He tossed the ball onto the ground before the ball opened.

A Nidoran burst out of it.

Barry's excitement soared out of the roof.

"Starting from today, Nidoran, I'm you trainer!"