A cynical and distrustful man has a drunken conversation at a bar with someone and finds himself waking up in a land of talking ponies the next day. The catch? He's now a Ninetales. "Great...where's the bar?"

Can't a guy just dress up as a named Pokemon Trainer and go through a convention on his own uninterrupted business? Pfft! Of course not. Something weird always happens at a con. For example, there's a guy who accidentally bumps into another cosplayer and wakes up in another world while in the form of the very Pokemon that is his portrayed character's partner.
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Something about that last part doesn't sound quite right.
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This fic may be borrowing from ideas that were implanted by exploring the internet a lot. Any relation to actual persons that happen to share certain names and personalities are completely coincidental and unintentional. There will most likely be violence. Some spoilers from Season 7 are imminent. All properties belong to their respective owners.
(Cover art by wormadam19.)

I should have known something was up when I found an old Halloween costume in my closet from when I was six. I really should have known something was wrong when the costume actually fit.

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Good thing Mewtwo is still one of my favorite Pokemon, because I am one, and this is most definitely not my world.

A Tale of the Displaced

April 8: Sorry all. Accidentally hit the Publish button on latest chapter before I was ready. Carry on.

April 9: Okay, the chapter Friendship Report is up for real now.

There are and will be crossover chapters with other Displaced authors and characters. Those chapters are meant to be fun, but I understand that some people do not like such crossovers. That is fine. The main story stands on its own: you can skip the crossover chapters without having to worry about missing anything important. Though I hope you will at least give those chapters a chance.

But please, do not comment solely to say how you dislike Displaced crossover chapters. It is not conducive, and it just spams the comments section with negativity. By all means, criticize my work, tell me what isn't working or what you think I could be done better, but please don't insult me by deriding my choices for my story. Any such comments made from here on out may be judged as spam and deleted.

Okay so, today my friend convinced me to attend a convention with some other so called friends. I take along my 3DS with a copy of my Omega Ruby to help pass the time. While playing I got spotted by some guy, calls himself the merchant, who sells me a golden 3DS.

Once I insert my Omega Ruby copy I suddenly find myself in an anthro version of My Little Pony, except I have my backpack from Omega Ruby and 7 pokeballs each with powerful Pokemon from my current team: a mischievous Hoopa, a fancy shiny Metagross, an evil mysterious Darkrai, a sassy Latios, two legendary Pokemon who could burn the world, and finally my loyal Sceptile. and Hoopa's prison bottle with dark evil magic. Let the adventure begin.

Warning: contains strong language, and set during season 4 finale

The perfect gift for Thomas became the one thing that thrust us in this new world, I lost everything from my parents to my very life. I'm Anne, and this is my story on how I survived the game of a crazy creature and how me, Thomas and our friends saved the world.

Edit:Gore is not very heavy I will avoid gruesome details but violence and some blood will show up in the story.

My second story on this site. Crossover with Pokèmon enjoy! This is not a normal displace story, there won't be any other displaced in this sorry to disappoint whoever wanted that to happen.

So, I go to Comic-con to have fun with my friends and have a normal experience. I even resisted the temptations around me so I would not go cosplay as something. Go me. Unfortunately, the universe knows no bounds when it comes to screwing around with me.

Now stranded in a world and a body no longer my own, I'll have no choice but to face the politics and war that surround me. That and I also has to face the fact I'm in charge of a new kingdom and I have to look out for them as well.

My name is Philip. But some recognize me now as Yveltal, Pokemon of Destruction and Lord of Death.

Well, without further adiue, down the rabbit hole we go!

Displaced fic so if you hate that don't read. Displaced as a Shiny Yveltal!

Rated teen due to some violence and foul language!

We've got a great editor, Blood Angel Kirito who will edit things when he can, so don't rush the poor guy :3

The cover art is a clip from the amazing, and fluffy :3 , art series of SoftMonKeychains. So check out her work. She gave me permission to use her art as long as she gets credit, so thanks for that!

Crossovers will be done once I get situated!