View Full Version : Dawn of the Dead: Pokemon Style (Rated R / 18: Contains blood, gore and violence)

Brian Powell
June 22nd, 2005, 8:22 AM
This fic is based on those great horror / zombie films like 'Dawn of the Dead' and such.

Disclaimer: I don't own these films or the pokemon characters but I do own the human characters.

This fic is rated R / 18 as it contains blood, gore and violence. If you get nightmares don't say I didn't warn you.

Chapter 1



What? You mean its over between us? I shouted in shock at the phone.

Yep, that was me getting dumped by my current girlfriend

****! Why am I telling you that part if I havent introduced myself yet? My name is Bryan Knightmare and Im a police officer dealing with everyday crimes here and there.

The girl? Her names Lisa May, shes a nurse at the nearby pokemon center. We both live in Raphael City of the Arto Region and weve been dating for more than two years and now shes dumping me because of this date that I turned down because of my busy job well, I turned down more than one date but, to her, this was the final straw.

Thats right, she said. Im sick and tired of your excuses, in fact, Im sick and tired of you.

Look, just give one more chance! I shouted down the phone in desperation. Ill never turn down anything ever again, okay? Please?

Goodbye, Bryan, she sobbed. Before I could say anything, she hanged up on me.

I sighed as I placed the phone down and turned round. My colleagues were staring at me. Yep, I was working at the police station forgot to tell you that, huh?

Some of them were disappointed in me, some were shocked at what just happened, blah, blah, blah.

I guess buying her flowers wont convince her to get back with me, huh? I asked sarcastically.

Everyone shook their heads answering my question, which sounded negative. I wasnt expecting that. I quickly walked back to my office, grabbed my jacket and got the hell out.

Great! This is a dead-end job and it cost me a life partner. What else can go wrong in my life?


I sat at a local bar, drinking countless pints of alcohol. One beer two beers three beers a shot of Jack Daniels a bottle of vodka you name it, I had them.

I got drunk after a few hours. When closing time came, I was more than lucky to get back to my apartment. If I didnt, I wouldve gotten lost although I couldve sworn that I heard some groaning noises while I was making my way home I was drunk! What would I know?

My place looked nice but nothing special. I have four rooms in my apartment, theres my bedroom, my living room, kitchen and bathroom. The apartments got nice space, got myself a big comfy chair (which I call the lazy boy), medium sized TV with DVD and VCR, red rug, yatta, yatta, yatta.

As I got through the door I let my pokemon out, knowing that I was going faint at any minute. As you could tell, I dont live here by myself, yknow. Anytime I feel lonely or I need some help I let my pokemon out, which were Joey, a Growlithe, and Dyson, a Scyther.

Joey was more cheerful than Dyson, and always intended to cheer us up when were feeling down. But that didnt mean that he was a softie in battle, both his bite and flamethrower moves are lethal.

Dyson was more serious than Joey but he can sometimes sarcastic. When there was work to be done, hed be the first out of three of us to take action because of his proud nature. Yes, he sometimes overreacts but hed leave never anyone behind.

After studying the pokemon language and hanging around with them for so long, I understand anything they say.

As they expected, I fell down to the floor. I was so tired and drunk that I couldnt move anymore. They both gave me a frowning look. (Why does he always fall down at bad places?) Joey asked, knowing that he and Dyson would have to drag me to the lazy boy chair.

(Beats me), Dyson replied with a shrug.

I heard that, I mumbled.

Then I dozed off.


I slowly opened my eyes as I felt my head hurting pretty badly. The light was hurting my eyes a little while I was waking up.

I looked round the room and Joey was sleeping on the armchair next to me while Dyson looked outside the window. I could tell that he does this for security reasons plus he never sleeps.

(Morning, Bryan), Dyson said quietly, trying to not wake Joey up. He didnt turn round to see me waking up he can sense anything.

Morning, I replied back, still feeling my aching head. Man, what have I been drinking last night?

I could write down a list of drinks if you want me too, Dyson replied.

Oh hardy, hardy ha ha I replied sarcastically.

I slowly made my way to the kitchen and took some medicine, which helped soothed the pain of my headache a little. I then poured some pokemon food into Dyson and Joeys respective bowls and brought the food to them.

After I freshened up in the bathroom, cleaning my teeth and all, I decided to call in sick considering of what happened yesterday. While I had some coffee for breakfast, I phoned them up using speed dial

No answer. Thats weird; the station was always open at this time of day. Maybe the guys were busy.

To pass the time until the guys at the station could take calls I decided to do some weekly shopping. After weve finished our breakfast I got dressed in my everyday clothes with a gun down my jeans for protection and I recalled the pokemon back into their pokeballs.

As I left my apartment door, I noticed a woman slowly walking towards me. She was wearing everyday clothing but that wasnt my concern I was never a fan in fashion. Her skin was pale and grey; she was probably suffering on a low sugar level or something. I looked at her face and she looked kind of drunk.

Are you okay, maam? I asked as she slowly walked towards me. She let out a dying-like groan as she reached her hands towards me. The way she was doing freaked me out a lot.

I quickly grabbed her wrists and dragged her to the floor. Sorry about that but I am a police officer and

Before I could say anything else, I felt the coldness of her skin as I held her down and more strangely no pulse. If theres no pulse, could it be that she was dead?

That wasnt right. She made another groan. I told the woman to stay where she was while I opened my apartment door. I was about call the hospital when suddenly the phone rang. I picked up the phone and said hello in a curious tone.

Hey! Bryan! Danny said.

Danny? youre asking? Ill tell you what he does and all. He was an old friend of mine and we used to go to the same college. When we did all that education crap, we decided to part ways but we keep in contact at times. He works at a security company. Anyways

Danny! I said loudly in surprise. I have somewhere to go, mate. Can we talk later?

I dont know if theres gonna be a later, he replied. Turn on the TV! Channel one!

Curious of what he meant I picked up the remote control and used it to turn on the TV. On first viewing, there were people and pokemon running around screaming in fear. The next screen showed a bunch of grey and pale-skinned people and pokemon, like the girl that was outside, eating flesh of some random guy I could tell that anybody would puke after seeing that.

As I continued watching, while holding the phone next to my ear, a news reporter said

In almost every location of the Arto Region, thousands of people and pokemon are turning pale and grey skinned whilst feasting on human flesh. It is highly recommended by the police that those you who have not turned into one of those people should stay indoors and lock the doors and windows

After hearing that I slowly turned round and saw the same grey skinned freak that was outside and freaked out. I took out my gun and jumped backwards, nearly hitting the walls of my apartment.

Stay back or Ill shoot! I yelled.

She let out another groan as she came closer to me. In response to that, I shot her in the leg. She fell down to one knee as blood came flowing out of it but her face didnt show any signs of pain as she struggled to get to her feet.

Bryan! yelled my friends voice from the phone. I heard a gunshot! What happened?

Danny, I said. You know about those pale skinned freaks that eat guys like you and me?


Shes in my apartment, man! I just shot her in the leg and shes still moving!

What are we gonna do? If theres no way to stop them hey, wait a minute

What is it, Danny? I said, desperate for some advice if he had any.

Keep that girl busy, he said in an assuring tone. The guys on TV are giving advice on how to get rid of those things.

Okay, got it, I said as I gave the woman more shots from my gun every time she got close to me. Every time I shot her, she stumbled back and bled some more but she showed no signs of going down.

Hey! Any time now! I said loudly down the phone, as I knew that I had one bullet left in my gun.

Shoot her in the head! Danny yelled. Shell go down for sure!

Following my friends advice, I shot the freak show in the forehead and blood came pouring out of it as she fell down to the floor, finally becoming motionless.

I breathed some heavy breaths as I leaned against the wall and slowly collapsed down to my butt. You took your time, Danny, I said breathlessly.

Aww, cmon, Bryan, Danny replied. Cant you at least give me a little thanks?

Whatever, I replied. We need to get to a place where theres high security, food, good escape routes, a place to heal pokemon, weapons, yatta, yatta, ya-ha.

Good point, he replied. I dont think my place is safe either I knocked out a big fat freak with my baseball bat when he was about to bite my head off.

I was surprised that hed kill a big fat guy with that, but somehow I had a feeling that he was lying. Anyways

Where can we go? I asked.

It took us some time thinking. But an idea suddenly came to mind. The Raphael Shopping Mall! we both yelled in unison.

Wait a minute, I said. When does the store open?

9:00am, he replied as I looked at the clock on my TV, which said 8:30am. But I dont think that anyones gonna get in, now that everyones dying.

Were gonna have to break in, I said. Every building has a backdoor.

Nice one, he replied. Should we take my car or youre taking your motorcycle?

Im pretty confident with my bike, I said with a small smile.

Great! he said. See ya at the backdoor and bring a couple of guns will ya? Ill be bringing my bat.

Ill be there in fifteen, I said. If I dont make it, go in without me.

Fifteen? he asked. Whys that?

I need to go somewhere first, I said, trying to hide my sadness.

Oh, Lisa, he said. I havent told him about the break-up between her and me yet. Tell her I said hi when you rescue her, Prince Charming.

Funny, I replied sarcastically. Somehow, I was surprised that hiding my feelings worked on him. Later.

Later, he replied back.

After we both hanged up I got myself ready to get to the mall. Handguns, shotguns, extra ammo, the motorbike, Dyson and Joey; they were all I need and got.

I hope Lisas okay.
More coming! So what do you guys think?