Eddie Smith the Bulbasaur
Peace Protectors: Normal Rank

"Okay, why am I in a refrigerator?"

That was my first thought as I regained consciousness in an unknown territory. Soon enough, I did catch on and realize that I was not in a refrigerator; however, I was in a very cold area. My eyes shot open, and as they did so, they widened.

I was not at an amusement park. There was no way they would have the air conditioning on this high. I was in a dimly lit cave. But it wasn't just me. There were others in it with me. As their images came into focus, I was able to identify them as... Pokemon? The fictional creatures I had only seen on a TV? There was no way...

But that was definitely an Emolga. That was definitely a Tyrunt. That was definitely a Pikachu. There is no mistaking a Pikachu. The first emotion that came to me was fear. Did they trap me here? Are they going to do something to me? But if they were going to hurt me, surely wouldn't they have done so already?

It seemed that I was safe. At least, from these... Pokemon. It felt really strange referring to a real-life image as a Pokemon. But that was not my biggest surprise of the first five minutes after I became conscious.

It came as I tried to stand up. Standing up wasn't really a thing. I was standing on all fours. Something weird was going on. Last I checked, I wasn't a dog. I walked in a circle for a few seconds. Those were definitely four feet. I felt fear again, and started shaking a little bit. I let out a whimper that sounded strangely like a noise a Bulbasaur would make.

Wait. What? Why did that sound like I was a Bulbasaur? I exclaimed the question "Huh?" just to test the waters. That was not my own voice. That was a grittier, harsher voice. My suspicions were getting bigger. I turned my head around, and my heart almost stopped at what I saw.

It was a bulb.

I had become the first Pokemon in the National Pokedex.

No. How is that even possible? Pokemon aren't even real! But that was a silly thing to think, after looking back at the other Pokemon in the cave. They seemed to be walking away, now.

The only way I was going to figure out what was happening was by following them out of this ugly cave. I stumbled for a second. Still needed to get used to walking with four legs. I was able to regain my balance and follow them out of the cave, step by step.

Jeez, this cold can't be good for a Bulbasaur...