I like swimming.

A lot of people do. It's a relaxing, simple recreation. And at the moment, I was an aquatic Pokemon capable of breathing underwater. I was living up my swimming dreams right now.

After chilling under the waves for about twenty minutes (because I freakin' felt like it), I walked calmly out of the water, shaking some sitting water off of myself. The warm afternoon sun on my back was amazing, making me forget for a moment that anything had even happened. I walked casually across the beach, ready to start relaxing a little more.

And then I saw Ed in a swimsuit.

I don't know what I imagined it would look like, but it was about a dozen times worse. Everything that was normally under his massive hiking outfit (which was pretty much everything) had absolutely no tan at all. It was a fairly horrifying sight, and I'm pretty sure I lost my appetite for the next two days (a real shame, since the hotel had given us some berries before we left).

I debated whether or not to ask him to put his clothes back on. As I did, I heard some giggling and screaming to one side of me. I looked towards where the corner of the beach was, and saw some little kids with large swim tubes around them. They seemed to be chasing each other, at the moment.

I smiled before walking over to a rock near the shore. It was pretty nice and high, and offered an excellent view from its flat top. I scaled the side and relaxed with my back legs off to one side, and my tail drooping over the edge of the rock.

I closed my eyes for a moment and felt the sea breeze sliding against my face. Man, I loved this.

After several minutes of bliss, I was awoken from my trance by something bizarre. The screaming of the little kids seemed to have stopped. I hadn't been paying too close attention, so I wasn't sure just how abruptly it had happened.

I glanced over to where they had been, and noticed something. They were walking over to me. At first I figured they probably wanted to check me out, but then it seemed weird that they still weren't screaming the whole way. And then there was their faces. They were completely blank, emotionless as they walked in perfect stride over to me. 

I got down onto all fours (better running position), and calmly spoke, in some form of Vaporeonese, "Uh, hey guys. What you up to?"

One of the swim tubes was thrown over me, preventing me from using my arms.

"Oh jeez."

They took me in their arms, and began carrying me silently across the beach. "Uh, guys?" I said in perfect English, the situation preventing me from worrying about keeping my cover.

I was genuinely freaked out, it's not often one gets kidnapped by zombie toddlers. I squirmed and tried to do something, but they were surprisingly good at this. I decided to do what I do best: talking.

"So guys...what are you up to?"

Silence, as I expected.

"Seen any good cartoons lately?"

I was kinda desperate.

"Do you guys speak?"

I was taken to the water, where they removed the tube from around me. "Oh! Thanks, guys. So, I'm gonna go back, since, you know, I was taken here against my will.  

I started to walk back towards my rock, but the two quickly stepped in my way. "Um, okay..." I stepped in the other direction, to which they did the same.

"Right. What is it you want me to do?" I asked. 

They stiffly pointed to the ocean. I looked out at it. "That's it? You just want me to get in the ocean."

They kept pointing.

Having decided that that was probably all the creepy experience I needed, I complied. I stepped into the cool, swaying water. I went out a little bit and looked back. The two stood there for a moment, before they suddenly blinked, and, as if they had just  shaken off a yawn, went back to their innocent playing and laughing.

"Well that was weird. Why would they..." I suddenly felt the water tugging me. I looked around me and noticed the current beginning to form a downward spiral.

"S***." I started swimming as fast as I could in one direction, but the whirlpool increased in strength, and just before I could make a cry for help, I was shot down into the depths of the ocean.

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I opened my eyes and saw I was still underwater. At first I freaked out, but I remembered I could breathe down here. I glanced around and found myself in some sort of collapsed structure. I could see what looked like columns leaning against the ground and scattered about. Everything had a natural blue tint. I was amazed, but I was more surprised when I looked around.

Above me, nearly at the limit of what I could see, a tiny bit of light from the sun shone down through the surface. Which meant I was deep in the water. But everything around me was bright and visible. 

  I swam around, taking in the incredible sights. As I did, I noticed a sort of change in the light, and looked to a pile among the rubble, where there was fluctuating light shining through the cracks. Curious, I decided to investigate. My paws carefully removed each piece of the collapsed structure, until I had made a nice window. I reached in and pulled something out.

It was a lot like a Pokemon Egg. It was large, and had a bright blue color. Oddly, however, it seemed to be clear enough to see through, and it seemed to have some sort of red ball at its core.

It was definitely the source of the light. It was producing steady bright flashes as I held it in my paws. I placed one on it and slid it over the surface.

Suddenly, the flashing significantly sped up. It began to reach a point where I was almost blinded by light. I dropped it in surprise, and turned away as a bright flash filled everything I could see.

I lay there floating in the water for a moment. I started to open my eyes again, which were still a little sore and not adjusted thanks to the flash. I managed to get my vision pretty much back to normal, and turned around, before seeing something sitting in the water where the strange egg had been.

It was a blue creature that looked a lot like the egg. It was probably a Pokemon, but something told me it wasn't normal.

It suddenly opened a pair of large eyes, and looked directly at me.

I gulped a little seawater.