This is just for fun!
I woke up in the middle of nowhere in some forest where goblins have surrounded me with nothing but a backpack and a Pokémon egg.
Oh my God, how did this happen?
One would think I'd get some sort of warning sign to be isekai'd out of nowhere. Not to mention some sort of notice that I've now reverted back to the body of a ten-year-old---or at least close to that age. I don't really know. I'm too busy focusing on the bigger picture here.
I'm in the middle of nowhere in some small clearing of an unknown forest surrounded by four goblins holding clubs and spears.
Someone please fucking call the Goblin Slayer.
The green skinned creatures snarled at me and one threw its club at me. I held my arm up to block it, and man did it hurt. It wasn't a toss; it was like getting swung in by a baseball bat. I'm only lucky that my forearm didn't shatter.
Instead, it prompted me to get up and run for my life.
At this point, I realized I was running with a backpack, but I didn't really have the time to check what's inside of it, not when the goblins started to chase me. Unfortunately, they were gaining speed. My legs were shorter than theirs. Maybe I was younger than 10? This is not good.
After a while, I no longer heard them. Did I make it out?
ZPPT!
A wooden spear landed in front of me, missing me by inches.
Never mind!
Turning around, two goblins arrived. They must have split up.
Grabbing the wooden spear that was nearly a foot over my height, I got into a fighting stance. Four versus one didn't seem fair, but if it's just two of them, I reckon I can handle them. I came from the islands after all. My Asian-Mexican blood is calling me for me to stand my ground and fight!
The two goblins actually hesitated when they saw I was willing to fight them off. The one who was unarmed and had tried throw its spear at him had grabbed a horn instrument from its sling and blew it.
Fuck!
I rushed at him first and with the length of the spear, I attacked at it at a safe distance, stabbing it right at the throat. Its horn sound was cut off immediately as it sounded. Shit. Just a second too late.
Immediately, I leaped back, letting the spear go when the second goblin tried to flank me. Its club smacked my hand, and it hurt, but I was okay. I'm only lucky that their clubs weren't so lethal, like having protruding nails on it. That would have hurt more and probably would have given me tetanus.
Then, it happened.
The goblin I attacked started disintegrating. Its buddy watched in confusion as its fallen comrade was engulfed in bright white, turning into smaller, sparkly particles. The corpse and even the blood was gone, leaving only the decrepit spear. Then, all those particles started floating over to me---no. Wait.
They went straight into my backpack.
What...?
A light flashed from my backpack and at that moment, I took it off and let it drop on the floor. I backed away, and something started moving inside of it. It rustled and jostled as whatever creature was in it was trying to get out. Then, the flap flipped open and a small, white bunny-like creature with orange tips for ears and orange feet, and a yellow patch just above its tiny snout, landed on the grass with great confidence.
"Scorbunny!" It said.
I swear to God, my jaw hit the floor 4 feet below me.
Is that... is that what I think...it is...?????
"Scor-scor!"
OH MY GOD---
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A/N: I had to upload the cover here. It's so cute! I used Canva.com to compile all the images.
Disclaimer: I do not own these images. These are used for non-commercial purposes!
Also, this fiction will have more than the Pokémon shown above. :D
