Title: Missing
Number
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: None
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #98, Different
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics.
This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under
international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you.
*Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics
if a pokemon talks
Warnings: None
Summary: A short ficlet from Missingnos POV
I am not strange. I am simply different. If they could look into the future, they would see that I am just another pokémon like them. Their prehistoric pokédexes cant identify me of course, so they dont give me a name. They call me a missing number. But I am more than that, so much more. I am what was and what will be. I eagerly watch time pass by, waiting for the time when I will finally have a form of my own, and be safe
My new form is small. It is nothing like what I expected. I have lost my flying attribute, my water attacks, the strange oddities that made me a Bird type the only one of its kind. But it is all right. I am small and red, with a bumpy head. When I breathe, I cough embers. How fitting, as I was born near Cinnabars volcano.
I hear sounds now. There are pokémon coming again. Will they fight me? They do not look familiar, but they are covered with flames. They feel almost like family. They pick me up and croon smoke and fire at me. I am not burned.
I am safe?
It seems this change was worth waiting for.
End Fic
Completed 4/5/07
Because I felt like doing something from Missingnos POV, and when I tried to trade my Missingno from Blue version to Silver, it showed as a Magby.