Anew

Dark.

It's dark. Everything's dark... I can't...

...

Garrison... Why does that name sound... Gar...

"Wake up."

Who... Who's saying that? Spre... Spreshul?

"I said, wake up!"

I wake up, suddenly. I'm freezing. It's not all dark anymore, but it's still very dim. There is a face in front of me, but I don't know whose. He smiles and laughs a bit. I try to move, but I can't. I look down and see I'm in a rough wooden chair, my hands and chest roped to it. I realize that I'm cold because I'm soaking wet.

"Had to use the ol' splash-ye-with-water trick, we did. But yer up now." He keeps smiling while rummaging through objects on a table to my left. I squint to get a better look, suddenly aware that my glasses aren't on my face. The man picks something flat-looking from the pile and holds it close to my face. It's a photograph, of a teenaged boy with red clothes.

"Now... I'm gonna ask ye something," the man says. He taps a spot on the photograph with one finger and raises his eyebrows. I squint harder, and I can make out a vague shape of something in the background, something blue and four-legged. "Tell me, whot's this?" he asks.

"It's... I mean, it looks familiar," I stutter, having no clue what the thing in the photo was, but trying to buy some time to think. It did actually spark something in my memory, but only faintly. "I might have caught a glimpse of it, in a dream I guess. That wouldn't explain why it's in a photo, though..." The man's face darkens a little, but his composure remains still.

"No, eh? You mean to tell me, ye don't know what that is," he says. I shake my head, and he narrows his eyes.

"Two years ago, ye went on a... A trip, we'll say. Ye weren't the first test subject, but ye were the finest. Ye survived longer than all the others, by far." He picks up another photo from the table. "These... These are images we took from the experiment. Can' take an actual photograph, so we simulate them based on what we can tell is around ye. And we finally found what we were lookin' for with ye," says the man, looking at the first photo again. "We finally found Suicune."

"I... What? Experiment? I... I guess I remember something... Something with these, I guess, creatures cooexisting with people and battling each other. But I thought that was just a dream that I had in my short coma. I woke up one day in the hospital and my life was back."

"Wasn't a dream," the man says. "Every bit of that was real. Ye woke up because your avatar died; ye were never in a coma." He's smiling again, and he walks around behind me. "And now that we know that blue beastie will go near ye..." Something covers my head and I can't see anymore. I feel like I should scream, but don't, because I'm suddenly very tired. "Yer going back."

Pain shoots through the back of my neck, but I still don't make a noise, because I can't. I feel like I'm traveling somewhere. I feel... alive.

Oh? An... eye? An eye staring out at me in the darkness. It's comforting, in a way. It chimes, and disappears.

My vision cuts to a field at twilight. I'm flying over it very quickly. I see something coming towards me - what is it?

A shadowy blur is all I catch. It seems to race past me even faster than I'm flying. As soon as it does, I stop.

...Huh? What are these? Where did they come from? At least they seem to be as confused as I am. And the yellow one's pretty cute. I try to say hi to these freakish things, but I suddenly lurch forward.

I catch up with the shadow. Man, it runs fast. I still can't get a good look at-

OH GEEZ.

Ffffff, indeed, F-shaped eye alien. Fff indeed. Was I supposed to be more aware of this blue thing? I thought someone had told me to be, but I don't really remember.

Eesh. Looks angry. Whoever told me to mess with it; I'm not gonna.

And it runs away from me as fast as it came. There's even more of those eyeball dudes.

Kinda looks like... "CRYSTAL"? Crystal. What do crystals have to do with anything? Actually, you know what, where am I? Where was I before this? I guess this is some sort of demented lucid dream I'm having here. Congrats, subconscious, you win this round. Now if I could please go back to flying and find myself a Knabbs, that would be-

I... What? Um, I'm a girl. I know I'm a bit androgynous, but it's kind of rude to just straight-up ask that question.

I have no idea who you are. More importantly, you're not Knabbs. And you're ollllld.

Ohhh. You're OAK. I'm talking to a tree who believes he is a man, and has assumed the form of one. I'm okay with this. Or should I say, OAK-ay with this? Haha!

And you've turned into an armless mudpuppy. Actually, I think I saw you back when that whole business with Mr. Blueblur was afoot. What was that about?

What- ok, you're me now, and you're still not answering anything I ask you. I'll humor you, but only because you're clearly a very powerful demon.

Come to think of it, what is my name? ...Hm. Not sure. I guess I'll just make one up.

Mmn, yes. Yes, something about this name is quite succulent. Quite succulent indeed.

Oh baby.

And on that creepy note and with my body suddenly compressed to the size of a bread loaf...

I am in the most depressingly-decorated bedroom with no idea who I am or my purpose in life! I guess I'll go downstairs?

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[Explanation: I lost the save file and a lot of screencaps from the Gold playthrough. Whoops. So here's an upgrade for y'alls. I'll try not to make all the same jokes this time around.

Also, a lot of the formatting in this post is weird, due to the nature of copypasta. Future posts will be normal.]