Twimon [BROUGHT BACK FOR ELECTRIC PONY]

Twilight was groggy and tired once again.

A dull ache was the first thing that penetrated the placid space – like someone throwing a rock into a pond, the world rippled in its wake and stirred ripples of brief activity. Much to short to live, though; within moments they were gone, and everything was once more a world of nothingness.

I...

Her thoughts echoed around in her mind. With the ripples, her mind was cluttered and her thoughts just floated around in a shimmering sea of nothingness.

What's...what's going on? Where am I?

The thoughts echoed across the empty space like a mighty warrior's yell, and the consciousness of Twilight Sparkle – of course that was who she was – cringed inwards. As if on cue with that realization, the world faded into a massive sea of red nothingness, and everything felt like it was shrinking. A weakness ingrained with her new wings and pegasus tendancies.

Claustrophobia.

I have to get out of here, Twilight thought.

She pushed, pushed, and pushed, ramming herself against every edge of her tiny prison faster and faster and faster until the world inside a world she was trapped in seemed like a smear in her purple irises.

I need to get OUT!

Something broke. It was like a giant wall cracked open uniformly. The world flooded outwards, and she saw a brilliant, crimson light.

¨Wha-huh? How did the Pokemon get out?¨

The new Pokemon had come out of its Pokeball just as he arrived in the lab of Professer Sycamore. It had then run out of the door, still open after he had come in. Professer Sycamore was at his desk, reading some papers-probably research papers. He had looked up as the farmer came in, and had watched the whole scene happen. The Professer put his hands together and smiled. ¨Looks like we got ourselves a rebel,¨ the professor   said. He pulled out a walkie-talkie and spoke into it. ¨Loose Pokemon on the third floor. Capture and bring to my office.¨ The professor put away his walkie talkie and said, ¨Come in, tell me what Pokemon that was. I didn't recognize it.¨

¨I...¨

¨Come on, don't be nervous. What was that Pokemon?¨

The farmer walked over to the desk and pulled out a chair.

¨I found it in one of my Tauros pastures. It was just sitting there in a daze like it had just fallen from the sky.¨ The farmer paused. ¨It must have been inteligent, because it spoke to me, said hello. I fought it with my trusty Charizard and captured it. Now it must have esc-¨

The farmer was cut off by two PokeRangers bringing in the escaped Pokemon. ¨Let me go! I never did anything to you! Lemme go right now!¨ The Pokemon Rangers dropped it and almost immediately it started trying to get past them to the door. The Pokemon swang its arms wildly and bit one of nthe Pokerangers' legs. The ranger jumped up and yelled, ¨Ow!¨, but he didn't let the Pokemon have a chance to escape under his legs. The rangers started to leave. ¨Lock the door as you go out, Tim,¨ Sycamore said to the Tim person. The Pokemon backed up into a corner of the room and sat down. It seemed to be sweating. She then attacked the professor with an array of questions.¨Why am I here? What place is this? Why do you keep calling me a 'Pokeman'? What's a 'Pokeman'? Why are you keeping me here? Wha-¨

The Pokemon stopped herself. The farmer inspected her closely. He narrowed his eyes. Her pupils were small, and they swept the room in a very frantic matter. She was sweating badly, and her expression mirrored that of a scared kid. Professor Sycamore paused, and looked directly into her eyes. ¨I know you're scared, but please hear me out, okay?¨ he said to the strange Pokemon. Look, in this place we don't know any species quite like you, and I would like to know a little more about you. For knowledge's sake. So, pretty please?¨

Twilight was dirty, confused, and most of all, weirded out.

Why would he ask to ¨know a little more about her¨? She hoped this wasn't embarrassing. She went over the pros and cons. Apparently, in this world, she was a new species. Obviously if she had encountered a new species she would act the same, but...

¨Well? Will you let me?¨

Oh god... she thought.

¨Uh......sure?¨

¨Great! We'll get started right away!¨

Oh no...