How Pokemon Came to Earth
#3 of Pokemon
The Origins of Pokemon...
_ How Pokemon Came to Earth _
Some people think that pokemon came to earth through the recent nuclear war we had. Some people think they were here all along. But only a few know the truth. My name is Joshua Bearings. I am here to tell you how they came to be.
It was a clear night. The nuclear war had just been subsided. And with our advancing technology, we got rid of the nuclear radiation zones. I was walking in a field. Where the flowers and trees were scattered. I looked up to the night sky, and saw a shooting star. I closed my eyes and wished for a companion, as I had always been alone. I opened my eyes again and saw that what I thought was a shooting star, was actually a meteorite! It flew right over my head and crash landed a few hundred meters behind me. I ran over to it, curious as to what it might hold.
I stopped at the edge of a crater that the meteor had created. I saw small, green, fuzzy things crawling out of the rock that had just fell. They looked like giant versions of bacteria. They quickly changed forms. 'Evolving', as they call it today. A small, bubblegum pink, feline alien appeared from the 'evolution'. It noticed me, but altogether ignored me. It flew (That's right. It flew.) over to the other beings and lightly put a hand on their soon to be heads. First came, what was to later be called, Bulbasaur. Then Squirtle. And then Charmander. And they just kept appearing. Each on running off as soon as they saw me. When the pink being helped the 133rd green thing, it turned to me and asked in a childish voice, "Why are you here?"
I was stunned it could speak English. It must have had some sort of psychic ability. "I-I-I was curious. You all came from that small meteorite." I answered.
The pink being finished with the new being. The new one was a brownish color with a white mane, and reminded me of a cat. "You Humans have a saying 'curiosity killed the cat'. In this case, your curiosity will be rewarded. This, is Eevee." It said gesturing towards the brown cat. "You may domesticate her. Treat her with kindness, respect, and love. Treat her like she is family."
I was surprised at this. The 'Eevee' looked at the pink being questionably. It gave her a nod, and she walked over to me. I bent down to pick the Eevee up, but she tensed up with fright. I picked her up and held her in my arms. I gently stroked her fur. I looked back at the pink being, who was still getting others out of their things, and asked, "Um, excuse me. But what is your name?"
"I am Mew. Now, leave before the predator pokemon come back and find you." Mew said.
"Pokemon? What are they?" I asked again.
"Everything you saw, was the birth of pokemon on this planet. We are the pokemon. Now leave before you are killed." Mew said.
After that, I left. I lived a well and healthy life with Eevee. She eventually came to trust me. As other pokemon did to other Humans.
Humanity went into another war, and it stripped them of their technology. Throwing them back to the middle ages. We progressed yet again through many centuries. And then, there is today. That is the story of how pokemon came to be.
_ Author's notes: _
_ So guys! Another pokemon story! This one talks about the origins of pokemon. Hope you liked, and please leave a comment on how I can get better! _