Title: Missing Number
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: None
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #98, Different
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Warnings: None

Summary: A short ficlet from Missingno’s POV

I am not strange. I am simply different. If they could look into the future, they would see that I am just another pokémon like them. Their prehistoric pokédexes can’t identify me of course, so they don’t give me a name. They call me a missing number. But I am more than that, so much more. I am what was and what will be. I eagerly watch time pass by, waiting for the time when I will finally have a form of my own, and be safe…

My new form is small. It is nothing like what I expected. I have lost my flying attribute, my water attacks, the strange oddities that made me a ‘Bird’ type – the only one of it’s kind. But it is all right. I am small and red, with a bumpy head. When I breathe, I cough embers. How fitting, as I was born near Cinnabar’s volcano.

I hear sounds now. There are pokémon coming again. Will they fight me? They do not look familiar, but they are covered with flames. They feel almost like… family. They pick me up and croon smoke and fire at me. I am not burned.

I am… safe?

It seems this change was worth waiting for.

End Fic

Completed 4/5/07

Because I felt like doing something from Missingno’s POV, and when I tried to trade my Missingno from Blue version to Silver, it showed as a Magby.