It was a simple mistake that snowballed out of control. A fight that was born from a childish insult. Now look at them; hurling through space without any rhyme or reason. Without their friends or family there to help them, Pan, Bra, and Marron must survive the terrors of the galaxy together. Along the way, they'll grow and learn together. Or kill each other trying.

She's a twenty-year-old Pokémon Trainer who'd rather be alone than with others. She's a ten-year-old feral child who so deeply loves Pokémon. Together, they're a duo who runs a daycare right on the city's edge. Their motto? Welcome to Constant Box, where we not only take care of your Pokémon and their needs, but also you and your needs. And we'll do the best we can. Promise.

It's so extremely hot; I shouldn't be standing in here. I stare forward into that pit, watching as it rises. Its streamlined body allows lava to flow off of it. I watch as foot by foot, it grows taller and taller. And then, step by step, it walks towards me. I shouldn't be standing here. No, seriously, I shouldn't be standing here. Groudon Attacks. Novelization of Pokemon Ruby.

I never thought this would happen. It was such a simple mission; nothing I couldn't handle. I never thought I'd be staying here for so long. I never thought I'd start gaining these feelings. I never thought I'd fall in love. Yes. In love, with something I'm not compatible with. Myths state of times where humans married Pokémon. I'm inclined to believe them now.

And so it was written. That a girl, riding upon the body of Death, shall descend upon the land. Upon the wings of Death, she shall judge us all accordingly. She will choose whether we will all live, or perish. Where she flies upon, the land will be swallowed in death and destruction. Heroes will fall, people will vanish, and Armageddon shall rise above all.

He came through the door expecting a simple night with his best friend. What he got instead was her Lucario. And while he's poised to be as helpful as he can be, she's more keen on giving him companionship. But of course, its a different kind of companionship he's asking for. -Oneshot-

She never thought dreams worked this way. Being stuck inside them, ya'know. She thought that, with a few blinks, she would reawaken to her world. The real world. But no, that's not the case here. She's trapped with her Blaziken, in a world not entirely crafted by her design. There are some things that May was prepared for as Hoenn Champion. A mind altering Hypno is not one of them.

I stare over, and there she is. My hero. I look up to her. I emulate her. I wanted to be her. I cannot face her, not like this. Not in a million years. She's too good, her Pokémon, too strong. I want to run, but I don't. My own Pokémon push me on. Even if they can't win, they will try to. And I feel them. I must prove how great I am. Not to my idol, but to myself.