PMD:EFA - Prologue

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POKEMON MYSTERY DUNGEON: ECHOES FROM ABOVE
PROLOGUE - IS ANYONE THERE...?


???: 'Whoa! A-are you okay!?'
???: 'I can't hold on much longer! DON'T LET GO! Just a little longer... Come on...!'
???: 'N-n-NO! I can't... hold on!'
???: 'NO!!!!!'
[that's all this someone could remember, before everything went to white. And this special someone... is a Pikachu. He lay unconscious on an abrasive surface.]


Pikachu: 'uuunngghhh... where... am I...? I can't... Maybe I'll just rot here after all...'
[He slowly drifts asleep...]


[Somewhere far from where this Pikachu is, a Mudkip stands near what looks like a tent. His name is Mattwell]
Mattwell: '...uhhh... ja, jajaja, JAJAJAJAJA!'
[He begins to anxiously laugh, and paces around frantically, before he suddenly stops.]
Mattwell: 'NO! I refuse to be haunted by this one moment for any longer! This is the day where I join the guild. I have to steel my courage today. Para mi madre!'
[Mattwell steps on the grid that lays near the entrance of the tent.]
???: 'A POKEMON IS DETECTED! Qui es? Es Mudkip!'
Mattwell: 'AAAGH! MIERDA SANTA!'
Mattwell: '...Eso fue aterrador... ay... I don't even think I have the courage to go in... I told myself it was the day, but...
I thought holding onto my tesoro preciado would work... ay... it won't happen. Soy pusilime y cobarde... Esto es muy desalentador...'
[As Mattwell leaves, a Koffing and Zubat come out of hiding.]


Koffing: 'Oye, Zubat. Did you see that?'
Zubat: 'S'
Koffing: 'El peque co was pacing around... and had something muy bueno, no?'
Zubat: 'it's something, alright. It looked like a tesoro.'
Koffing: '...Want to go after it?'
Zubat: '...si.'


[Mattwell decides to go to the beach...]
Mattwell: 'This will pick me up. A nice view en la playa. The weather is good, so the Krabby come at sundown to blow bubbles. The bubbles, catching los rayos del sol poniente... Es hermoso.
...this is where I come when I feel lo siento por mi mismo. It makes me feel bien when I'm here. It's uplifting. It cheers me up.'


[suddenly, Mattwell sees something on the beach.]
Mattwell: 'que? What's over there?'
[Mattwell gets closer to it, and sees a Pikachu.]
Mattwell: 'AAH! ALGUIEN ESTMUERTO AQU WHAT HAPPENED HERE!? IS IT STILL ALIVE!?'
Pikachu: '...ugh...'
[The Pikachu stands up.]
Matwell: 'oh, gracias, Arceus... I nearly fainted.'
Pikachu: 'W-where am I...?'
Mattwell: 'You weren't moving. Pensque habs fallecido! Do you remember how you ended up here?'
Pikachu: 'n... no. I don't remember anything. How did I get here?'
Mattwell: 'Bueno, soy Mattwell. Just call me Matt. encantado de conocerte! That's 'Nice to meet you' in Spanish. And who are you? I haven't seen you before.
...QUE!? You say you were a human? You look normal to me!'
Pikachu: '...It's true! I have become a Pikachu!
...how did this happen? I can't remember...'
Mattwell: '...You're peculiar. Est jodiendo conmigo?
...you're for real? Okay, y tu nombre?'
Pikachu: 'Call me... Preston.'
Mattwell: 'OK. you don't seem to be muy mal, at least. Lo siente that I doubted you. More criminals have been popping up, you see! And more Pokon have gotten aggressive. It has become... tyrannical, to say the least-'
[Suddenly, a Zubat and Koffing pushed Mattwell over, sending his treasured keepsake tumbling across the sand.]


Mattwell: 'MIERDA!'
Koffing: 'I do beg your pardon.'
Mattwell: 'OYE! QUE CARAJO!?'
Zubat: 'jajaja! Can't figure it out? We want to joder contigo! Can't face up to us, will you?'
Mattwell: '...what!?'
Zubat: 'That's yours, right?'
Mattwell: 'N-no, es de mi mama-'
Koffing: 'Sorry about your dead mother, kid! We'll be taking that!'


Mattwell: 'HEY!'
Koffing: 'What? Not trying to take it back? What's the matter? Thinking about your dead mom? I didn't expect you to be a maldita perra like that! Come on, let's am-scray, Zubat.'
Zubat: 'smell you, maldita perra. jajaja.'


Mattwell: '...ohh... what... what should i do?'
[Mattwell begins to tear up.]
Mattwell: '...it was my mom's. It was the last I had of her. If I ever lost that... *sniff*
...NO! There's no time to waste! I need it back! Lend a hand, por favor?'
Preston: '...I'll help you get it back.'
Mattwell: '...Really? You'll get it back from those meanies? Gracias! Now let's get moving!'
[As they make it towards the cave, Preston has a feeling that nothing will ever be the same again...]