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(alt. title: Rescue Team Rose - Trials of Trust)
A cubone wakes up no memory whatsoever, not even of their name or former species. A kind cyndaquil offers help, but with the cubone's trust issues and rude, selfish personality, it's a rocky partnership. The cubone reluctantly forms a rescue team with Cyndaquil to make money while they search for their past, but when that past is darker than expected, the team's trust will be put to the test.
A rescue team story featuring light-hearted shenanigans and emotional drama, roughly following the plot of the game. It gets dark later on, but I promise there's a happy ending.
With how frequent the natural disasters were becoming, it's a surprisingly peaceful day in Tiny Woods. A lone cyndaquil is on a stroll through the forest, enjoying the pleasant weather, when they spot someone collapsed on the ground! They spring into action; if they want to join a rescue team someday, then they can't ignore a pokemon in need!
Cyndaquil rushes over to the collapsed cubone, scanning them for injuries. "Hey, are you okay? Hello? Wake up!"
The cubone groans and rubs their eyes. Their head is all fuzzy. They turn to face the source of the voice. "Hm..? What's... GAH!!" Cubone jumps to their feet. "Who the hell are you?!"
Cyndaquil sighs with relief. "Good, you're okay. What were you doing sleeping out in the open? And... cubone don't usually live around these parts, do they?"
"Cubone?" The cubone looks around. "I'm not a cubone."
"... You aren't? You sure look like one."
Cubone looks down at themself, seeing their tan hide and short legs. "What the..."
"Are you okay? You didn't hit your head or something, did you?"
"... Everything about this situation feels extremely wrong, and I don't know why. I... definitely wasn't a cubone before... God, how did I even get here? Where am I?"
"This is Tiny Woods. You don't know how you got here? What's the last thing you remember?"
"I... Um... I was... What the hell?! Why can't I remember?!"
"Oh no, do you have amnesia? Come with me, let's go back to town. There might be someone who can help with-"
"Hey, hold up. I don't even know you. Why are you so eager to help me?"
"... Because it looks like you need help?"
"I don't trust you."
"What? Well, I guess that's fair, but-"
Suddenly, a voice cries out. "Somebody! Please! Help me!" A butterfree flits about in a panic, spotting Cyndaquil and Cubone and flying over to them. "Help, please! My baby!"
"What's wrong? What happened?" Cyndaquil asks.
"It's horrible! My Caterpie fell into a cavern! My poor baby!"
"A cavern? In Tiny Woods?"
"Yes, a huge fissure opened in the ground and my Caterpie fell in! He's too young to crawl out by himself! When I went to get my baby, wild pokemon suddenly attacked me!"
"Attacked you?! They aren't usually that aggressive, are they?"
"They must be enraged by the fissure, and now I can't get my baby out! Oh dear, oh dear, I need to find a rescue team before it's too late!" Butterfree flies off toward town, panicking the whole way.
"Oh no, if the wild pokemon are enraged, then that caterpie is in danger!"
Cubone tilts their head. "And you care because?"
"What?! I care because you're supposed to care about other people! I need to..." Cyndaquil turns toward the forest, but stops.
"... Are you gonna go or what?"
"I... don't know if I'm strong enough..." If they just charge in and get beaten by the wild pokemon, then there will be two people in need of rescue. What to do... "You, Cubone! Can you fight?"
"Of course I can."
"Come with me! We'll be able to save Caterpie together!"
"... And why the hell would I do that?"
Cyndaquil gasps at Cubone's foul language and heartless words. "There's a CHILD in DANGER! You're supposed to help people who are in danger!"
"Sheesh, aren't you too old to be playing hero games?"
"Playing hero? Helping people who need help is just what you do! If you were the one who needed help, then- Wait, that's it! If you help me rescue Caterpie, I'll help you with your amnesia, deal?"
"And how can I trust you'll keep your word?"
"Because unlike you, I actually want to help people."
Cubone considers this. It's true, Cyndaquil jumped at the chance to save Caterpie. They're an innocent little goody two-shoes, definitely the type to keep any silly promise they make. "Alright, deal. Lead the way, hero~"
Cyndaquil and Cubone walk downhill, deeper into the woods. Dense trees and plants keep them on the path, and leaves filter the light. For a minute or so, the walk is silent.
"So, are we just gonna walk the whole way?" Cubone asks. "You made it sound pretty urgent."
"If we run, we'll just exhaust ourselves and need rest. And if we got ambushed by wild pokemon while exhausted, we'd be toast. Slow and steady wins the race. And besides, it gives us a chance to talk."
"Oh goodie."
"So Cubone, do you-"
"Would you stop calling me Cubone?" Cubone says. "That's not my name."
"Oh. Well, what is your name?"
"It's... It's, uh... Shit."
"... Do you not remember or is your name really-"
"No, ew! God, I can't even remember my name. I know I HAD a name, but it's like my memories are just out of reach. I know I wasn't a cubone, but what WAS I?"
"That's too bad... So, what should I call you?"
"I don't know. Actually, what should I call YOU? I barely know anything about you."
"Oh, my name's Compass!"
"What? That's not a name, it's a tool... Wait, never mind, it's perfect for you."
"Well if you're going to be rude about it, just call me Cyndaquil."
There's a rustle in the bushes from the side of the path. Cubone jumps out of the way as a pidgey flies out, tackling into Compass! "Intruder!" they cry. "Leave, now!"
"H-hey, wait a minute!" Compass says, getting up from the tackle. "We don't mean any harm! We just need to rescue our caterpie friend and-"
"Leave!" Pidgey swoops at Compass again, and they narrowly avoid it. "There's enough trouble here with the tremors, we don't need any intruders too!"
Cubone jumps up and punches the hovering Pidgey, knocking them to the ground. They step forward to follow up, but spot some movement in the bushes, and sidestep just in time as a stream of sticky thread strikes where they stood.
A wurmple hops out of the bush, the source of the thread. "Get out! Leave our woods alone!" They shoot another thread, which Cubone dodges.
Pidgey gets up and swoops at Cubone, but Cubone dodges and grabs their leg, slamming them into the ground with a painful squawk! Cubone avoids another string shot from Wurmple, running over and landing a solid kick to the head! Pidgey gets up and starts flying again, but Cubone lifts Wurmple up and throws them into Pidgey, leaving both in a groaning pile.
"You want some more?!" Cubone threatens, prompting Pidgey and Wurmple to scramble away back into the brush. Cubone stands tense for a few seconds, before sitting down and relaxing with a sigh.
"... Wow, that was incredible!" Compass says. "Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"Oh, that? I learned it at Amnesia Dojo in the town of I-Can't-Remember. Thanks for the help back there, hero."
"S-sorry, I just... That was my first real fight, and I kinda panicked."
"Cool. Anyway, who were they? Were they those 'wild pokemon' you mentioned?"
"Yeah. Pokemon that were born outside of civilization, who live in the wilderness. Or... who chose to leave civilization. I don't understand what could push someone to live like that..."
"Freedom and independence? It's probably pretty nice, living with no one to boss you around."
"But also with no one to help you, to protect you. Living in a lawless wasteland, where you can never be truly safe..."
Cubone shrugs, picking an apple off the ground and taking a bite. "What kind of 'wasteland' has free food lying around?" they say with their mouth full.
"Cubone that's gross. At least wash it first."
Cubone shrugs, and the duo continues deeper into the forest.
(note to my watchers: this story is set in a different universe than my other PMD stories, so don't expect the same rules)
If you enjoyed the story, please comment! I love hearing responses to my writing! What was your favorite part?
(alt. title: Rescue Team Rose - Trials of Trust)
A cubone wakes up no memory whatsoever, not even of their name or former species. A kind cyndaquil offers help, but with the cubone's trust issues and rude, selfish personality, it's a rocky partnership. The cubone reluctantly forms a rescue team with Cyndaquil to make money while they search for their past, but when that past is darker than expected, the team's trust will be put to the test.
A rescue team story featuring light-hearted shenanigans and emotional drama, roughly following the plot of the game. It gets dark later on, but I promise there's a happy ending.
Chapter 1
Pokemon in NeedWith how frequent the natural disasters were becoming, it's a surprisingly peaceful day in Tiny Woods. A lone cyndaquil is on a stroll through the forest, enjoying the pleasant weather, when they spot someone collapsed on the ground! They spring into action; if they want to join a rescue team someday, then they can't ignore a pokemon in need!
Cyndaquil rushes over to the collapsed cubone, scanning them for injuries. "Hey, are you okay? Hello? Wake up!"
The cubone groans and rubs their eyes. Their head is all fuzzy. They turn to face the source of the voice. "Hm..? What's... GAH!!" Cubone jumps to their feet. "Who the hell are you?!"
Cyndaquil sighs with relief. "Good, you're okay. What were you doing sleeping out in the open? And... cubone don't usually live around these parts, do they?"
"Cubone?" The cubone looks around. "I'm not a cubone."
"... You aren't? You sure look like one."
Cubone looks down at themself, seeing their tan hide and short legs. "What the..."
"Are you okay? You didn't hit your head or something, did you?"
"... Everything about this situation feels extremely wrong, and I don't know why. I... definitely wasn't a cubone before... God, how did I even get here? Where am I?"
"This is Tiny Woods. You don't know how you got here? What's the last thing you remember?"
"I... Um... I was... What the hell?! Why can't I remember?!"
"Oh no, do you have amnesia? Come with me, let's go back to town. There might be someone who can help with-"
"Hey, hold up. I don't even know you. Why are you so eager to help me?"
"... Because it looks like you need help?"
"I don't trust you."
"What? Well, I guess that's fair, but-"
Suddenly, a voice cries out. "Somebody! Please! Help me!" A butterfree flits about in a panic, spotting Cyndaquil and Cubone and flying over to them. "Help, please! My baby!"
"What's wrong? What happened?" Cyndaquil asks.
"It's horrible! My Caterpie fell into a cavern! My poor baby!"
"A cavern? In Tiny Woods?"
"Yes, a huge fissure opened in the ground and my Caterpie fell in! He's too young to crawl out by himself! When I went to get my baby, wild pokemon suddenly attacked me!"
"Attacked you?! They aren't usually that aggressive, are they?"
"They must be enraged by the fissure, and now I can't get my baby out! Oh dear, oh dear, I need to find a rescue team before it's too late!" Butterfree flies off toward town, panicking the whole way.
"Oh no, if the wild pokemon are enraged, then that caterpie is in danger!"
Cubone tilts their head. "And you care because?"
"What?! I care because you're supposed to care about other people! I need to..." Cyndaquil turns toward the forest, but stops.
"... Are you gonna go or what?"
"I... don't know if I'm strong enough..." If they just charge in and get beaten by the wild pokemon, then there will be two people in need of rescue. What to do... "You, Cubone! Can you fight?"
"Of course I can."
"Come with me! We'll be able to save Caterpie together!"
"... And why the hell would I do that?"
Cyndaquil gasps at Cubone's foul language and heartless words. "There's a CHILD in DANGER! You're supposed to help people who are in danger!"
"Sheesh, aren't you too old to be playing hero games?"
"Playing hero? Helping people who need help is just what you do! If you were the one who needed help, then- Wait, that's it! If you help me rescue Caterpie, I'll help you with your amnesia, deal?"
"And how can I trust you'll keep your word?"
"Because unlike you, I actually want to help people."
Cubone considers this. It's true, Cyndaquil jumped at the chance to save Caterpie. They're an innocent little goody two-shoes, definitely the type to keep any silly promise they make. "Alright, deal. Lead the way, hero~"
Cyndaquil and Cubone walk downhill, deeper into the woods. Dense trees and plants keep them on the path, and leaves filter the light. For a minute or so, the walk is silent.
"So, are we just gonna walk the whole way?" Cubone asks. "You made it sound pretty urgent."
"If we run, we'll just exhaust ourselves and need rest. And if we got ambushed by wild pokemon while exhausted, we'd be toast. Slow and steady wins the race. And besides, it gives us a chance to talk."
"Oh goodie."
"So Cubone, do you-"
"Would you stop calling me Cubone?" Cubone says. "That's not my name."
"Oh. Well, what is your name?"
"It's... It's, uh... Shit."
"... Do you not remember or is your name really-"
"No, ew! God, I can't even remember my name. I know I HAD a name, but it's like my memories are just out of reach. I know I wasn't a cubone, but what WAS I?"
"That's too bad... So, what should I call you?"
"I don't know. Actually, what should I call YOU? I barely know anything about you."
"Oh, my name's Compass!"
"What? That's not a name, it's a tool... Wait, never mind, it's perfect for you."
"Well if you're going to be rude about it, just call me Cyndaquil."
There's a rustle in the bushes from the side of the path. Cubone jumps out of the way as a pidgey flies out, tackling into Compass! "Intruder!" they cry. "Leave, now!"
"H-hey, wait a minute!" Compass says, getting up from the tackle. "We don't mean any harm! We just need to rescue our caterpie friend and-"
"Leave!" Pidgey swoops at Compass again, and they narrowly avoid it. "There's enough trouble here with the tremors, we don't need any intruders too!"
Cubone jumps up and punches the hovering Pidgey, knocking them to the ground. They step forward to follow up, but spot some movement in the bushes, and sidestep just in time as a stream of sticky thread strikes where they stood.
A wurmple hops out of the bush, the source of the thread. "Get out! Leave our woods alone!" They shoot another thread, which Cubone dodges.
Pidgey gets up and swoops at Cubone, but Cubone dodges and grabs their leg, slamming them into the ground with a painful squawk! Cubone avoids another string shot from Wurmple, running over and landing a solid kick to the head! Pidgey gets up and starts flying again, but Cubone lifts Wurmple up and throws them into Pidgey, leaving both in a groaning pile.
"You want some more?!" Cubone threatens, prompting Pidgey and Wurmple to scramble away back into the brush. Cubone stands tense for a few seconds, before sitting down and relaxing with a sigh.
"... Wow, that was incredible!" Compass says. "Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"Oh, that? I learned it at Amnesia Dojo in the town of I-Can't-Remember. Thanks for the help back there, hero."
"S-sorry, I just... That was my first real fight, and I kinda panicked."
"Cool. Anyway, who were they? Were they those 'wild pokemon' you mentioned?"
"Yeah. Pokemon that were born outside of civilization, who live in the wilderness. Or... who chose to leave civilization. I don't understand what could push someone to live like that..."
"Freedom and independence? It's probably pretty nice, living with no one to boss you around."
"But also with no one to help you, to protect you. Living in a lawless wasteland, where you can never be truly safe..."
Cubone shrugs, picking an apple off the ground and taking a bite. "What kind of 'wasteland' has free food lying around?" they say with their mouth full.
"Cubone that's gross. At least wash it first."
Cubone shrugs, and the duo continues deeper into the forest.
(note to my watchers: this story is set in a different universe than my other PMD stories, so don't expect the same rules)
If you enjoyed the story, please comment! I love hearing responses to my writing! What was your favorite part?
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Ooooooooooooohhhhh heck yeah!! Seeing that you uploaded this already made my day, and it's just as good as I hoped it would be!
The humor is just as good as your previous stuff, and I really like this take on wild pokemon. I've always thought about them similarly to how you did them in FTF/CH, so this is a pretty interesting idea to me, but it does make a lot of sense.
The humor is just as good as your previous stuff, and I really like this take on wild pokemon. I've always thought about them similarly to how you did them in FTF/CH, so this is a pretty interesting idea to me, but it does make a lot of sense.
Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed!
Cubone is pretty fun to make jokes with, so I'm hoping to do more of that. The wild pokemon were inspired by stuff like Butterfree's "they must be enraged by the fissure" line, and by Zapdos (and other legends) in Rescue Team being enraged by the disasters. Also, the whole "mindless monsters that evaporate into smoke" thing doesn't really work since the pokemon can join your party lol. I'm pretty satisfied with how it turned out.
Cubone is pretty fun to make jokes with, so I'm hoping to do more of that. The wild pokemon were inspired by stuff like Butterfree's "they must be enraged by the fissure" line, and by Zapdos (and other legends) in Rescue Team being enraged by the disasters. Also, the whole "mindless monsters that evaporate into smoke" thing doesn't really work since the pokemon can join your party lol. I'm pretty satisfied with how it turned out.
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