When Pokémon Go first started people were crazy for the game. For the first time in my life time on the news there were stories of people getting together to play Pokémon. A community started to form, but it collapses as problems with the game were not fixed. Soon mostly people who grew up play the game on Gameboys and watched the anime were still playing. Even some of those people were only playing casually. When in the beginning they would be out every day playing to right before they shifted from that virtual world into the real world, now they were turning it on only on the weekends or if they went somewhere new and wanted to see what would show up. Few people were playing it as constantly as before. Then one day we woke up to a different world.
The morning that the world changed every person 10 or older found a box at their front door. It had a note on the top that read, “important read before leaving for the day and before opening the box.” Many people did not read that note, terror would run wild that day. It was a Saturday morning; my Husband and I left our house early like we did every Saturday. He had college classes to attend and I was going to spend a few hours at the library and volunteering at the History Museum. I wanted to spend some time researching for a speech that I would be giving in a few weeks before going to the History Museum where I volunteered as a Docent. Neither of us had ordered anything nor did the boxes have a delivery or return address. We went a head and picked up the boxes and walked out to the truck. I remember us noticing that 3 or our 6 trees in the yard were not looking good. Over night they went from the healthy dormmate looking state to looking dead. We were not happy about the idea of having to replace 3 trees but would wait a few more weeks to see if they looked better later in spring. I noticed that several of our neighbor’s trees were also looking bad.
I took the note off one of the boxes and opened it:
Dear Pokémon Trainer,
Later, this morning you will have to choose your first Pokémon. Use one of these six balls to catch it, you will not have to fight it to catch it. Future Pokémon you will have to weaken to catch. Keep these Pokeballs with you always. On your phones you will find a new tile called Pokedex. If you open it, you will find your Pokedex. Dexter will help you learn everything that you need to know. If you buy and new phone you will find the Pokedex will automatically transfer, no log on necessary. Good luck trainers. You will find more Pokeballs in your stores later today.
“Wow someone has really put some time and thought in to this prank.” I say to my husband as I unlock my smart phone. To my surprise I find a tile on my home screen that read Pokedex. I grab my husband phone and find the same tile on his home screen. “Did you plan this? Was this you?” I ask him.
“No not me,” He says as he turns on the radio. He flipped it to the Houston NPR station. On the radio they are running only one story. How people are finding these packages on their door steps. One for every member of the family that is above the age of 10. People with children are finding notes on the pile of packages that say for everyone over the age of ten. They read the notes on the air it was the same word for word as the one that I had in my hand. As the news goes on I open the package to find six Pokeballs they look just like the ones in the game. Six starter balls, they are small about the size of a tennis ball.
I pick up the first one and hold it in my hand. After holding it for a moment the ball expands and becomes bigger, about the same size of a softball. I set it back down and after a moment it shrinks back down to the original size. Just like in the older anime. It was quite the shock. We still were not convinced that it was not some sort of prank that was being played on a massive level. Still we both took the Pokeballs out of the package and set them in our bags. I don’t know why we choose to do that when so many other people choose to ignore it and treat the entire thing like a prank.
I went into the library while my husband went to class. He would be there for about four hours. I spent the two hours I planned to on research and then stepped outside of the library. I was going to put my school stuff in the car and then walk to the Museum but that day I never made it to the Museum. To my amazement three Pokémon came running up to me when I stepped out of the library. Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle all stood before me. I don’t know what made me do it, but I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and opened the app Pokedex and held it, so the camera was locked on Bulbasaur. The Pokedex entry came up and Dexter started talking. “I am Dexter, your Pokedex help. That is …” I shut off the app. I had already seen that it had the Pokedex information on Bulbasaur. It was the same as it was in the games and on the anime.
I sank to my knees in front of the three. They were real and in front of me, I pinked myself to make sure that I was awake then reached out with a shaking hand and touched Bulbasaur’s head. It felt real, I still couldn’t quite believe that this was happening. It was unbelievable, yet some how it was happening. I looked around the little courtyard in front of the library and there were people all around in different stages of disbelief. I heard on boy yell, Charmander I choose you as he lightly tossed a Pokeball at the Pokémon. Just like in the games and anime the Charmander disappeared in to the ball it landed on the ground shook three times and then clicked. The other two Pokémon that had been around him ran off. I watched as woman and man ran away from the three Pokémon and they followed them.
I reached in to the pouch of my sling bag and pulled out a Pokeball it increased in size. I held it out to Bulbasaur and asked it “will you be my first Pokémon?” Bulbasaur touched its nose to the Pokeball and disappeared inside. It shook three times and then it clicked. Charmander and Squirtle disappeared. I tossed my ball in the air and said “Bulbasaur come on out.” Bulbasaur came out of the ball and it was thrown back at me. I caught the closed ball. Then looked at Bulbasaur still in slight shock. “Return” I said as I held the ball out. Bulbasaur disappeared. Somehow it was back in my Pokeball. I studied the ball in my hand and say a little leaf on the top of the white part. I reached in to my bag and picked up another ball. The empty ball felt different, lighter then the ball that held Bulbasaur and it did not have the leaf on it. For the time being I left Bulbasaur in the Pokeball and walked over to the building that my husband had class in and sat on a bench.
I watched as people came in and out of buildings, some people were freaked out others didn’t seem to care that they were surrounded by strange creatures, and others were excited by seeing the Pokémon. I didn’t have to wait too long until my husband came out of the building behind him was his classmates and professor. Charmanders, Squirtles, and Bulbasuars came running to each person that stepped out of the building. My husband and the others looked a little unsure and startled. I stood up and walked over to the group.
“It’s okay” I tell the group “they will not hurt you. They are your starter Pokémon, you can choose which one you want. If you use, your phone’s Pokedex it will tell you a little about each type. Once you pick your one then uses one of you Pokeballs that you should have found on your doorstep this morning and lightly toss it at or touch it to the Pokémon you want.” I reach out and touch the Charmander standing in front of my husband, it leaned into my hand.
“Which one did you pick” my husband asked me.
“I am not telling you I don’t want to influence your choice. If you want I will go around the side of the building so that I don’t know which one you choose, and we can show each other at the same time.” I told him.
“There is no need for that.” He held up his phone looking at each one and listened to what Dexter had to say about each one before he dug in his bag and pulled out a Pokeball. He gently tossed it at Charmander. It shook three times before clicking and laying still. I picked up his ball and handed to him while the others ran off.
“Come on out” I say as I toss Bulbasaur’s Pokeball in the air. My Bulbasaur came out of the ball and it came flying back to me. My husband after a moment follows my lead and calls his Charmander out. “Bulbasaur meet our new friend.” I say. We watch as the two Pokémon seem to talk to each other, very much like in the anime. This was all so strange, in so many ways it did not seem real.
“My class let out early, due to everything that is going on. Since we are not going to be able to go get home easily for a while let’s walk down to the CVS. I be that they will find that they either have received supplies for these guys or a Pokecenter has appeared next to or in the store.” My husband said. His reasoning was good. After all, sooner or later someone would challenge us to a battle and we had better have what supplies that we needed.
It turned out that he was right about both, the CVS not only had supplies that we needed but they also had a Pokecenter that appeared next to there ready clinic. Before the day was out we would each be challenged several times and were able to find some oran berries which healed some damage done in battles. We also found that restaurants had gotten cases of Pokémon food. It was different food for each type. That day we found a grocery store with in walking distance of the college and walked down to it and bought some food for our new friends. Finally, we went back to the library where, each of us worked on school work until the library closed. It was only then that we attempted to get home. The drive was still longer then it normally was at that time of night, but not as bad as it would have been earlier in the day. When we got home that night we could see the trees that looked dead that morning now looked different but did not look any farther. Figuring that they were like the trees that we saw earlier that day.
When we entered our house, our cats were there screaming at us for their dinner. Since we had not planned on being out so late we had not left them extra food, so they were not happy with us for their late dinner. That night we left our Pokémon in their balls, to tired to watch how they would interact with our cats. Though honestly, I was almost more worried about how the cats would react. The next day would be soon enough to find out what would happen.