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Darkness. That was all he could see—an endless void with only his thoughts for company. His memories were fragmented, torn like a sheet of paper with missing pieces and no explanation as to why.
The only thing he could truly recall was a dream. A lifelong wish to be transported to another world—a world called Pokémon, where humans captured mysterious creatures and challenged each other in battles. A world his former self had cherished above all others.
Perhaps that was why he was calm. Calmer than his jumbled memories suggested he should be.
He was currently fused to a floating rock, drifting silently through space. A meteor that passed countless planets on its endless voyage.
'I wonder if my instincts are right in telling me to continue…' he mused. 'I've even forgotten how long I've been traveling with this meteor. It feels like an eternity.'
When he had first awoken, he found himself fused to the surface of the meteor, aimlessly drifting. No context. No understanding. Only confusion. Jack—now Deoxys—searched the depths of his mind for answers. What he found were glimpses of a life once lived as a human. Familiar… and yet distant.
It was a paradox he couldn't escape. He was that human. But he was also something else—something alien. A Pokémon. Deoxys. A creature from the stars, born from the fusion of a virus and a laser beam. A being his human self had once admired above all others.
Memories returned in flashes. Battles against a green dragon. The eyes of humans trying to capture him. His body drifting in the void, alone. Each one layered more questions onto his already fractured understanding. But in time, he made peace with it.
If both sets of memories belonged to him, then so did both selves.
As the meteor continued its course, more pieces of his past came back. He decided to remain with it. His instincts told him it was the right path. According to what little he remembered, the meteor would eventually lead to a planet called Earth—a world where Pokémon and humans coexisted.
With nothing to do but wait, Deoxys trained. He observed the stars, meditated, and explored the limits of his power. He learned to control his forms—Defense, Speed, Attack—shifting between them with ease. Even new forms revealed themselves, ones his human self had never known.
Time lost meaning. Years? Centuries? Millennia? He couldn't tell anymore.
But he had mastered them all.
Still, something was missing: experience. He had never actually fought another being. No real battles. No living opponents. Power without experience meant little, and he knew it.
That flaw haunted him.
He longed to correct it.
Earth. The thought alone stirred something hopeful in him. His memories painted it as a world of endless seas and sprawling lands. A place of beauty unlike anything he'd ever seen.
"Maybe I should start thinking of ways to find that planet," he muttered to himself. "So much solitude... it gets tiresome."
But it was pointless. He had no way to steer the meteor. The last planet he had passed was reddish-orange, oddly familiar, yet unidentifiable. Beyond that, he had no idea where Earth was.
With a weary sigh, Deoxys returned to stillness. He couldn't change anything, but he could pass the time.
"Maybe something interesting will happen in the next few years..."
Transforming into his triangular form, Deoxys powered down. He began to absorb faint star energy—a trick he had discovered a thousand years ago. It made him stronger, more adaptable. His body shifted, evolved, creating new forms to match the energy it absorbed.
And then, silence.
A Few Months Later...
Time passed unnoticed.
Still attached to the same meteor, Deoxys remained in hibernation. But the meteor's course had changed—it was now approaching a planet. Blue oceans, green continents, swirling clouds.
Earth.
The world from his dreams.
But it was not to be a peaceful arrival.
A red-and-blue blur rocketed through the upper atmosphere, moving with impossible speed. It headed straight for the meteor.
Without warning, the blur made contact.
The rock shattered into countless fragments, scattering across space like dust.
Deoxys didn't stir. Not yet.
Hovering near the debris, the blur placed a hand to his ear. His voice echoed through a commlink.
"All clear," he said. "The meteor has been destroyed."
Cheers erupted on the other end—relief and gratitude. A potential extinction event had been averted. But the man who had saved them didn't smile.
His eyes narrowed, and his X-ray vision pulsed to life.
Floating among the debris was something strange. A triangular object. Moving.
He frowned.
"Batman, are you seeing what I'm seeing right now?"
A voice responded in his ear. Calm, composed.
"Whatever that is, it's emitting brainwaves. Stay sharp, Clark."
"Right."
The triangular shape stopped. Then, without warning, a purple glow enveloped it. Its form began to change—shifting, growing, morphing into something alien.
On the Justice League's orbital station, the team watched in stunned silence.
What emerged was not a piece of space debris.
It was Deoxys.
He floated downward slightly, now in his HP Form. His gaze locked onto the being who had disturbed his sleep. Eyes narrowed.
And then—recognition.
The symbol on the man's chest.
An S.
A memory flared to life.
'Superman...' he thought.
The last son of Krypton. The greatest of heroes. A symbol of hope. A legend.
And now, somehow, he stood before him.
One moment, Deoxys had been sleeping.
The next, he was face-to-face with one of Earth's most powerful defenders.
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Hoped you'd like the first chapter! Any ideas or criticism is very much appreciated! Also some power stones would be great!
With that said I hope to see everyone in chapter two.