Where Am I?

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"God my head! What the hell is this? My name's... Yellow?" He groans from his bed as he grabs his head in pain, 16 years of memory rushing into his mind.

"Gr, damn it! That hurts!" Yellow mutters in annoyance at the headache which is now starting to settle down.

After a moment, he freezes while he realizes what's just happened. "Holy crap! I just transmigrated into mother fucking pokemon!"

Yellow can't help himself as he jumps in joy! His previous life had been..... Less than desirable to say the least. So the fact he's had the chance to live in the world of his childhood? How could he be upset?

It seems that yellow fused with him as the dominant personality. "Thank you friend yellow. You are me, and I am you now."

Though this world is far more dangerous than the one from the show, he doesn't mind as he always expected that. Now that he's gotten a handle on what's going on, he stands up and looks around.

He quickly realizes that he's definitely in the Johto region. He quickly racks his memory for a few moments to make sure he understands the world he's in.

After a few moments, he then nods to himself as he goes over what he knows. In total there is a total of 6 major regions. Those are Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova, and Kalos.

Of those regions, Johto is most certainly the weakest with Kanto being the strongest. "So even in such a terrible situation, Kanto is that terrifying." He chuckles to himself.

Kanto is not only the strongest region, but it doesn't even have a champion since Red disappeared! Despite this, Kanto's elite four, which is led by Lance, a legendary dragon-type trainer, are such monsters that even regions with champions can't act carelessly around them.

However, recently there has been a new power. the Sinnoh region. Until a few months ago, it was of no significance, however, three months ago, a young woman named Cynthia showed up and dominated the entire region sweeping every single opponent she faced.

At 19 years old she has already become one of the strongest trainers in the world, and her ace pokemon, garchomp, is an absolute monster and considered the overall most terrifying pokemon of all regions.

He chuckles as he realizes just how much work he has cut out for him. Despite being 16, he does not own a pokemon.

Pokemon are extremely expensive and hard to come by. Apparently, since the age of 10, he's been working with gramps, an old pokemon breeder, to save money to buy a pokemon, however, currently, he is only halfway to his goal of an A-talent pokemon which costs on average 1,300,000 poke dollars.

He sighs as he then looks around his house. It is just as he remembers in his new memories. His parents died two years ago leaving him the house and their money. Now, normally a 16-year-old wouldn't be able to own a house, however, due to the laws of Johto, it was allowed.

The house was nothing special, but it was useable. It was a simple room bath log home of around 950 square feet. The home had nicely kept hardwood floors, simple furnishing, and a fireplace.

After standing up, he turns and looks at himself in the mirror. He is a tall 5ft 11inch 16-year-old male. However, he doesn't look like your average 16 yo.

Instead of the expected masculine appearance, he has a slightly feminine face with sky blue eyes, extremely light blonde hair which was extremely smooth and silky, and beautiful pale skin. He has a lean but decently muscular build. A perfect fusion of handsome and beautiful. (It's still clear that he's a male. He's not a fem boy or anything either.)

*Whistle*

"Well damn, ain't I good looking! Whoo! Whoever reincarnated me into this body thank you!" He chuckles to himself. He wasn't bad looking in his former life, but he wasn't anything special either.

With that in mind, he quickly finds himself preparing for the day just like he usually had. Despite his death and his being new to this world, it didn't feel like it. He didn't feel as if he is out of place at all. It feels as if he belongs here.

Honestly, now that he thinks about it he can't help but find how fast he is adjusting to this world to be somewhat insane. 'It must be thanks to this new body? Perhaps my soul merged with his rather than simply taking it over.' he thinks to himself as he goes over the many transmigration scenarios he has read about in web novels.

'Eh. In the end, does it truly even matter? It's not like I had anyone who cared about me. Come to think of it I don't even remember how I died. that's.... maybe for the best.'

Pushing those thoughts from his head, he then groans as he stretches his back and walks over to the closet, and quickly gets dressed. he chose a yellow sleeveless shirt with a hood, a black leather jacket with yellow compliments, black jeans, black fingerless gloves, Air Jordan 1 Mid Yellow Toe Black shoes, and a yellow and black cap with an ultra ball symbol on it.

"Damn I look fresh!" Yellow complimented himself. He still can barely believe he transmigrates into pokemon!

Then, with that, he turns and quickly leaves his house to head over to Gramp's place. As he closes the door behind him, he looks around and takes in the view.

The town is a small and simple place with around 20 homes all connected by neatly kept roads. The land around the town is a simple green hilly area with a large lake to the south.

Yellow can't help but let a small smile creep onto his face. This place is truly beautiful. He then quickly shakes any stray thoughts as he then begins to jog towards gramp's place.

As he heads down a road, a small kindly old lady named Hana with her pokemon Bellossom smiles and waves, "Hello yellow! Heading to the old coot's place again?"

Yellow chuckles before replying, "Sure am, can't be late or he'll never let me hear the end of it."

She laughs before waving, "Well, you better get on your way then! Take care kiddo!"

He nods, "Thanks, you too!"

However, despite acting normal, Yellow is virtually screaming inside. 'I have a god damned system! Hell yah!!!'

What was he talking about? Well, when he looked at Bellossom it revealed itself.

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Pokemon: Bellossom

LV: 11 (Evolved With Sun Stone)

Type: Grass

Ability: Chlorophyll

Gender: Female

Potential: Iron

Moves:

Petal Blizzard, Mega Drain, Sleep Powder

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C-Talent = Iron, B-Talent = Bronze, A-Talent = Silver, S-Talent = Gold, SS-Talent= Diamond.

With his nearly unbearable excitement he quickly continues down the road before reaching gramp's. "Just as impressive as I remember."

He looks up at a massive home. It's nearly 7,000 square feet with three stories. The house has a very modern look and would more than likely sell for nearly 900,000,000 pokedollars.

That's right, gramps is rich! He's considered to be one of the richest men in all of Johto thanks to his breeding skills. He spent his entire career breeding powerful pokemon as he was one of the only breeders in the world who could consistently breed silver pokemon.

Once he reached the age of 70 he gave up with breeding and sold all of his methods and recipes, however, even despite that no one in Jhoto has been able to even come close to rivaling his consistency.

he still had a single egg which hasn't hatched despite it being 13 years. He has it staying in a heat incubator in a locked room. From what gramps had told yellow, it's for some reason at the point where it could hatch, however, for some reason it won't.

While it's exceedingly rare, from what he's told yellow, it's not unheard of. However, recently, gramps health has been declining, so he's begun to worry about the egg.

Without any more thoughts, Yellow quickly heads inside. Upon opening the large wooden door, he quickly heads inside.

Yellow then steps into the foyer. The inside of the home is a beautiful place. From the foyer you can see directly into the living room, which is to the right, and the entrance to the kitchen, which is to the left.

The floors are perfectly kept dark oak hardwood floors, the stairs which lead to the second story where all the bedrooms are is made of a slightly lighter wood with beautifully detailed wooden railing.

The furniture is incredibly high class made out of authentic light grey leather, and is neatly set up on a large maroon red carpet around the brick fireplace.

"Yo gramps! You there?" Yellow shouts, however he gets no response.

'This is strange. He's usually up and about by now, could it be that.....' Yellow instantly realizes what's wrong and races up the stairs and bursts into the old man's room.

Unlike the rest of the house, gramp's room is incredibly modest and simple, only having a small twin sized bed, and old wooden desk, and a chair.

Laying under the covers of his bed, is a frail looking old man. He has sky blue eyes, a almost bald head, pale skin, and many wrinkles on his obviously exhausted face. The man's chest heaves gently up and down signifying that he's still alive, however, it's clear his time has come.

Seeing this Yellow can't help the tears that form in his eyes. "Gramps!" He cries out.

While the former self didn't know this old man, he had now fully fused with Yellows memories. This man was the closest thing he had to family. He had been harsh sure, but the old man had always been kind and understanding as long as he truly did his best.

He truly was like a grandfather to him, and now he's dying. Seeing the boy, the old man waves for him to come closer. Yellow immediately does so as he swiftly walks over to the man's side.

"Gramps....."

"Hello brat." *Cough Cough*

"Come to see me at my deathbed eh? Well, I must say I'm glad you did. I hate that I almost had to pass on alone. Thank you."

Yellow nearly chokes on his words as all he could do was nod silently.

Gramps then pulls out something from the dresser drawer from his night stand. A pokeball. He then continues, "Two months ago, the egg hatched. It's the most beautiful pokemon I've ever seen.

My best work. It far surpasses any other pokemon I've managed to bring into this world by a significant margin." *Cough*

"It's the last of my legacy. It's the child of my late, ever beloved starter pokemon I received in kanto on my first day as a trainer. And, I want you to have it."

Yellow can barely understand gramps at this point. "Wh-what?"

He then continues, "You have been like a true grandson to me. Unlike my disgrace of a son. If I could, I would give you all my land, money, and resources. Sadly, my son had manipulated me for too long before I realized it, he has managed to obtain the rights to almost all of it.

All he has to do before he gains possession of it is just wait till I die, which will only be a few minutes now. But, there is three things I can leave you with. The first, is this pokemon.

I know of your dream to become a trainer. So do so! Go, achieve your dream. The second is a total of 1,000,000 Pokedollars which will be directly deposited into your bank account upon my death.

The third thing I want you to take is the belt on my desk. It has 5 extra pokeballs already clipped onto it. However, this, I wish to give you with my own hands." He states as he holds out the the miniature pokeball in his weak and shaking hand.

Yellow then gently takes the pokeball from his hands and stares at it with extreme gratitude. However, for of now he will simply grasps it in his hand. "Th-thank you gramps. You have no idea how much this means to me."

Gramps nods his head as he smiles. Then, he proceeds to slowly lower his head, until it rests on his pillow, "I only have a single request."

Yellow nods, "Of course, anything!"

"The moment I close my eyes, I want you to pack your things and leave. Go begin your journey. I want you to waste no time. I want you to grow, and become stronger. Then, I want you to crush my son. Take everything from him. He deserves nothing."

Yellow has long since grown disdaneful of Gramps son as despite the old mans efforts t hide it, Yellow had seen how deep the wounds that his son had inflicted truely went. Without hesitating Yellow agreed, "Of course I will! What's his name."

"Thank you Yellow. His name is.... Giovanni.... Sakaki Giovanni. Head of the Team Rocket Criminal Organization."