A Pikachu is suddenly found unconscious in a forest near a Galarian village. That Pikachu is named Keane, and he, like others from old tales, was once a human. He has no memories of his past life, or so he thought. Every time Keane falls asleep, he finds himself reliving the same dream; a white Pokémon calling for him and showing him parts of his past. Eventually, the memories shift from his memories to something else; clues. Keane's the key to a current problem; humans and Pokémon who were once human turning up dead at alarming rates. Keane soon finds himself as one of the only survivors of this massacre. He decides to figure out what's happening, hoping he can find out more about himself along the way.
With help from his co-leader, a sea shanty singing sailor Squirtle with a bad familial relationship, and his two teammates; a cheerful teenage Raboot who wishes to make a name for himself and escape his mundane life, and an Umbreon running from her past regrets wishing she could undo time. Together, they're Team Dreamers, each with their own, but each of their dream has a single thing in common; finding their definition of home. Perhaps home isn't a place, but rather the people you're with.
Finding Home For A Dreamer: A Pokémon Mystery Dungeon fic coming soon :)
