Brent Uberhill the Charmander
Stealth Mode Retrieval Team (SMRT): Normal Rank
A cold reception

The shivering woke me. My body body was positively buzzing like a cell-phone left on vibrate. I tried to grab for my blankets but quickly realised that I was not in my bed.

Opening my eyes I looked around my environment. I was in cave. A really cold and dimly lit cave.

*Sigh* Another brilliant practical joke. Was it the Football team this time or maybe the Lacrosse thugs. Either way, I am sick of those sports-mad idiots playing their tricks on me. They were in for trouble now. I had hacked into their school accounts and know that both the captains of those teams are cheating. The Football captain is cheating on his tests and The Lacrosse captain is cheating in his girlfriend. Now all I had to to decide was which of them I wanted to anonymously destroy!

No! First of all I need to get out of here. This cold could cause hypothermia. I need heat. Looking around I spies a small flame behind me. I turned to face it. The flame moved to stay behind me. I turned the other way, and the flame moved again to keep out of my reach. I reached out with hands and saw the two tiny claws at the ends of each of my little arms.

"What the heck is going on!" I tried to say, but it came out as "Char Char Charmander!" I felt my face and discovered a bestial almost lizard-like head. The claws, the head even the flame behind me reminded me of the mythical, extinct creature I draw on the front of all of my note books. Had I become a Charmander?

'Ah, righto! Dream then! Might as well explore my subconscious while I am here!' Despite my realisation that this was all some weird dream I still felt the bitter cold. researchers has postulated that Pokemon of the Charmander family suffered from the cold and their tail flames needed to kept alight.

I wiggled my butt and found extra muscles leading down the flame at the end of my tail. after a few false starts I got the hand of moving the tail and brought the flame to my face. The flame was warm but it was flickering and weak. I breathed onto it fanning the flame a bit brighter and revelled in the extra warmth it brought.

I looked around the room flickering flame-light. I realised that it was filled with other strange Pokemon. Potentially dangerous foes. At my feet were a satchel and and a cool looking hat. I put the satchel over my shoulder and placed the hat on my head. it was a perfect fit. I then slowly backe =d towards the back of the cave looking for some kind of hiding place.

One of the weird Pokemon started talking in a cute voice "Emolga, emol emolga molga?" which somehow I translated to "My bad, that was kind of a weird dream I had just now. Hey, anyone know where we are? I think I dozed off, it's been a long day."

'Could there be two of us stuck in the same dream?' I looked at the strange creature. It looked like a flying mouse of some sort.

Not knowing was friends and who was foe I did my best to hide from everyone until I worked out exactly what was going on. I smiled a big grin. This was a mystery, and I love solving a good mystery!