Random Encounters with Missingno: Chapter 1

Chapter 1- A Random Meeting

It is a small city, with wonderful people living wonderful lives. But then everything changed when the fire nation attacked… Wait, this is the wrong script. Here we go, found it.

The city is so small, that there couldn’t be more than 5 buildings. There is an old man who lives in this “city” that has an important job. His is a job that determines between life and death. Without him, the entire universe would be doomed. He… teaches kids how to catch Pokemon.

He sips from his cup of coffee and scratches his balding head. He stands at the edge of the city, waiting. He stretches and cracks his back before slightly slouching again. He paces, waiting for his moment. As a young man approaches, the old man moves to talk with him.

“Are you in a hurry?” As the old man tries to talk to him, the boy pushes past the old man, ignoring the inquiry. The old man does not have time to react before he freezes. His form fuzzes for a moment, before blinking out of existence. He is no more, and the young man continues on, unphased.

Off the eastern coast of an island south of the city, a crack appears.

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Cassandra is finally starting her journey. Before her, the tall grass of Route 1 billows in the breeze. She grips the strap of her large shoulder bag to stop the trembling. Many kids from Pallet Town start their journeys at a much younger age, but her mother wanted her to wait until she turned 16. And today is that day. She thinks back on the past 24 hours that led up to this moment.

She had begun yesterday by receiving a Bulbasaur from Professor Oak. Her mom took some time to give her advice, even though she wouldn’t leave until the next day. She spent the rest of the day wandering the grassy areas, leveling up Bulby. Dozens of Pidgeys and Rattatas later, she returned home. She enjoyed a final dinner with her parents, and headed to bed.

This morning, she woke up much later than she expected to. The weather was just starting to warm up, so she put on shorts and a green t-shirt. She braided her hair and ran downstairs for one last goodbye. Her mother kept thinking of new (and sometimes repeated) advice to give, while her father just gave her a thumbs up. She gave them both a hug, grabbed her bag, put on her sneakers, and officially left home for the first time.

She takes a deep breath and lets it out again. She enters the tall grass that she spent so much time in the day before. But unlike yesterday, her goal is not the first couple of feet. Beyond the field is her first opponent. She beats him with ease. She moves on from her first victory, determined to keep it up. Nothing will stop her on her journey to become the best.

Unfortunately for Cassandra, she has no clue what lies ahead. No, seriously. NOOOOOOO idea!

Her eyes meet with another young boy and the fight begins. Cassandra throws her pokeball, “Go, Bulby!” Her Bulbasaur enters an attack stance, ready to fight as soon as his opponent is chosen.

Youngster #*&$$^ sends out a Ratatatatata!!!!!!!! It has pieces floating around, and hisses out of both heads.

...Cassandra and Bulby do not react. Not that they weren’t ready, but they had no response to such a predicament. Ratatatatata!!!!!!!!, on the other hand, rushes Bulby. He tackles Bulby and scratches with a non-existent claw.

Cassandra finally shakes it off. “Bulby, use Leech Seed!”

“Ratatatatata!!!!!!!!, use super special awesome chocolatey fudge coated super breath!”

A green mist erupts from both mouths, covering Bulby. Bulby cries out as he starts to glitch, his form shifting in places. Cassandra, still unable to comprehend what is happening, can only reach for her pokemon.

A glowing man flies past her and attacks feet first into Ratatatatata!!!!!!!!. His kick sends it flying into the trainer. They fall to the ground, and lie limp.

And then explode.

The man stands up and wipes the sweat off his brow. “Wow, using Mega Punch is really hard.” He looks at Cassandra and waits. She just stands there, arm still outstretched. “The joke’s not as fun if you don’t react.” He pouts.

“Who? What? ...Who?” Cassandra holds her head.

“Don’t worry, you have many questions, and I have none of the answers. So ask away!” He turns and watches her run away.

She is freaking out. Nothing's making sense anymore. ‘It must be a dream. It has to be a dream. If it isn’t, then what is going to happen next?’

“Next, you let me explain.” Keeping up alongside her is the man, riding a moped. He gives her a big grin and a thumbs up.

And she runs away again. Taking off to the left, she attempts to out-maneuver him, but he catches up, now in a wheelchair. She runs at a small cliff, reversing direction at the last moment. Just as she planned, the wheelchair falls off the edge, but the man isn’t in it. Instead, he is alongside Cassandra… On a vacuum.

Cassandra stops. “Who ARE you?”

The man smiles. “I’m Missingno.”