Marsha Mystics Tale: House Haunting

There I was sitting at home after me and my brothers defeated another Intergalactic Demon from taking over the world. It was tough battle but being mighty Triceratops that we are we can handle anything…oh I’m sorry I forgotten my manners. I am Toppy T. Tops of the mighty Tops and you may know my brothers Boxcy, Curly, and Socky how we have powers and travel around many strange worlds for the Intergalactic Angels and we may lots of strange but wonderful friends.

Well any case I was at home resting as Boxcy, Curly, and Socky all were fast asleep as our mother, Carla Brown Cow, was fixing our dinner. I was about to finish my email and pick up my favorite book of ‘Nick Casey’ mystery stories when I got a tap at my window. My mom and I went to see what it was and there on the window still was a bird that looks like a pigeon but it wasn’t a pigeon at all, in fact it was a Pokemon. Now you folks may know pokemon from their famous video game series and cartoons but thanks to the Angels my brothers and I went to the Pokemorph world itself, what’s the pokemorph world? It’s like our world but not only does it have Pokemon and humans but human and Pokemon hybrids called Pokemorphs, not only are they anthromorphic versions of pokemons they can also do their attacks and such.

Now back to our visitor it was a messenger Pidove with a small purple book and a note attach to it. It was scented with a sweet smelling perfume that I know anywhere, it was from our friend Marsha Mystic; she is a beautiful and mysterious Misdreavus Fortuneteller that my brother Socky works for now and then whenever he visits the Pokemorph world. She became one of our special friends. I took the note and read it to Mom.

“To my sweet little three-horn heroes.

It’s been a while since we had our adventures. I am writing to let you know that I am doing fine along with my niece and my cousins the Shuppet sisters. I am also writing to let you know that I’m not only doing fortunes for wondering Pokemorphs and making homemade medicines. I am also now working as a freelance article writer for our newspaper ‘The Poke Press’ where I wright down reports on pokemon, human and pokemorph relationships, and sometimes the romance section. My latest article on ghosts and human took me on an adventure which I wrote down in my book to share with you and your brothers. Hopefully you can get it publish in your world so you can share my experience with other readers. I hope you all enjoy my little Mystic Tales.

With Love:
Marsha Mystic.”

My mom and I read her story and we both really enjoyed it. My mom said “Sweetie this is a wonderful story. As a scientist I ran into a great publisher on one of my travels and I know she can help get this publish.” So that how it began my mom called her friend and before long Marsha’s book was publish. So as long as you dear readers are here let us begin her story.



Marsha Mystic Tales: House Haunting.

It was a beautiful morning as Marsha stretches her arms. She is usually not a morning morph since because ghost-types are mostly active at night but today she had work to do. She had to come up with an article for the Poke Press but was stump for ideas. She could write an article on her berries and potions but that’s been down, she also thought of writing about Diglet’s and if the rumors are true that if they have legs, but that theory is still not proven yet. Then she thought of writing about Munna and their dream mists but she sadly remembers that the secrets of their dream mists should remain a secret. She sighs sadly as she showers, than got ready for the day. After putting on her purple bandana on her head, slipping into her lavender robe, putting on her favorite gold bracelets, and pink pearls, and lastly she puts on one of her favorite pink veils and apply her favorite eye shadow known as the shade of arbok. She floated out of her room to put on breakfast when she got a knock on her door. She floated over and opens it up to be greeted by a cute little Smoochum girl known as Kissy, her niece, wearing her Smoochum scout uniform and beret. “Aunty Marsha!” She said as she hugged and gave her Aunt a kiss on the cheek, Marsha love her sweet little niece and it made her day despite her being a little tired. “Hello my little kissy-face.” She said to her sweetly as she sets her down. “What brings my favorite niece to visit me?”

“Don’t you remember? My parents have to go on a business trip to help some forest pokemon after that forest fire.”

“Oh that’s right they are part of a Pokemorph team for the Pokemon Rangers. You’re parents are always been brave and helpful ones. This darn memory I have to keep reminding myself that we’re in the twentieth century.”

“Twenty first century Aunty.”

“Oh drat. Well I am over 350 years old.”

After helping Kissy getting her luggage into her guest room the Shuppet Sisters were busy in the kitchen getting breakfast ready. Frilly was baking pecha berry pancakes, Tilly was fixing scramble eggs and toast with oran berry jams, and Millie was pouring glasses of orange juice. Soon the five ladies are enjoying their breakfast as Marsha sighed on her article. “I am stuck and the bad thing is the article is due in a week and I still have nothing to submit.” The Shuppet sisters each came up with their own idea for her article.

“You could always do an article on the cutest ghost-types in the world…US!” They all said together as they struck a pose. Marsha laughed, her cousins always know how to cheer her up but they did give her an idea. “You three maybe on to something as a ghost type I could do an article on ghost hauntings. Now if only we could find a place where the haunting takes place.”

“Ooh!” Frilly said.

“We know a perfect place.” Tilly said.

“The old house down at Fine manor.” Millie said.

“It’s been empty for years but people been hearing strange noise and seeing strange shadows.” The three shuppet girls said together.

“The Fine manor that’s perfect!” Said Marsha she knew that it would be a perfect place for her to research for her article. Kissy wanted to go with her to not only she could learn more about ghosts but maybe it could help earn her merit badge for ‘Ghost Hunting’ so Marsha and Kissy set out to her car when they got a knock on their hut. They open up to find Floritt the Smergle morph along with her friend Maghan the magmar morph with her little sister Maggie the magby morph. “Hello Miss Mystic.” Floritt said cheerfully twirling her paintbrush tail around. “Well what brings you three away from PCA?” She said the PCA is the Poke-Combat Academy where Pokemorphs learn and craft their combat skills and battle techniques. Floritt said to her “I came by to see if you have any new paints I could use for my art projects.”

“And I came by to give you thanks for that medicine you made for my sister.” Maghan said. “That charizard juice you made for her really brought up her fire power.” Just then Maggie burped letting out a little bit of flame from her mouth. “Excuse me. I’m still burping up a little bit of that juice but it really did help.” Said Maggie.

“I’m glad it helps dear. But I’m afraid I can’t stay for too long.” Marsha explained “I have to leave up to Fine Manor’s to look for ghosts for my article.” The three morphs were shocked, they heard rumors about the Fine manor of it being haunted but no Pokemorph ever wanted to go up there due to the fact that the Shadow Clan Pokemorphs were seen around there. The Shadow Clan is a group of evil Shadow Pokemorphs led by the evil Shadow Lugia Pokemorph named Stalker whom wants to control the will and hearts of all Pokemorphs and be ruler of the world; rumor has it thousands of years ago he used to be a normal but powerful Lugia named Silverbeak but had his body processed by an evil Shadow Darkrai to protect his sister Silverwing. Marsha had a few troubles with the Shadow Clan but the rumors of them do not scare her. Still Maghan, Floritt, and Maggie would not let one of the nicest pokemorphs they ever gotten to know to go alone. So they all agree to go with Marsha to watch over her.

It was not long that Marsha drove them in her pink convertible and drove up to the manor. It wasn’t very big for a manor but the green ivy’s that grew around its pillars with lovely flowers blooming gave it a little welcoming feeling to it. The group gotten out of the car as Maggie and Kissy both ran towards the manor to look around. “Girls be careful I don’t want you two wandering off.” Said Marsha as she pulls out her cigarette holder for a smoke. “Maghan can you do me a little favor?”

“Sure Marsha what is it?”

“Can you please hold up your tail for me?”

“Sure but why?” She had gotten her answer when Marsha lit her cigarette on her tail’s fire. “You know we fire-types hate it when people use us like lighters.” After a while of exploring the outside of the manor Floritt notices something strange in the garden, there was a pile of suitcases and luggage laying in the middle of a flower bed and there was puddles of water everywhere. What made it so strange was a pair of feet was sticking out from the pile. “Hey! I think someone is hurt!” Floritt cried as she tries to pull out the legs, Marsha, Maghan, Maggie and Kissy all rush to help Floritt move the suitcases and pull out the poor soul.

The legs belonged to a brown hair human, wearing thick glasses wearing a rumbled up white T-shirt and blue jeans, he moaned and staggered a little bit Maghan and Marsha help held him up. “Sir! Sir are you okay?” Marsha asked being concern about the human. The human looked up and let out a small yelp of fear. “YEOW! T-TAKE WHATEVER YOU WANT! I WON’T CALL THE COPS! WHOA!” He tripped over the piles of luggage and landed in the muddy flower bed again. “Oh dear!” Marsha used her psychic to lift up the human from the mud, Floritt try to help by brushing the mud off with her tail but she forgotten that she had paint on her tail and only end up smearing purple paint on his shirt. “Oops! Sorry Mr…”

“Fine!” Said the human.

“Why thank you,” said Floritt “You look fine too. I think I might have added more life to your shirt.”

“No, no m-m-my named is Fine. Ichabod Mark Fine.” Stammer the human nervously. “P-p-please excuse me I just have t-t-t-this small f-f-f-fear of pokemon and pokemorphs.”

Just then both Maggie and Kissy both looked at him with awe and said together. “As in I.M. Fine of the Poke Jones Adventure Book Series?” Ichabod look at his little admirers and answered “Y-yes that’s me. You’ve read my books?”

“Read them?” Said Kissy. “I’m one of your fans I love those adventure stories of this great explorer who travels the world looking for long lost Pokemon treasures while protecting innocent pokemorphs from harm. And I love the romantic tales of him and his Ninetail’s morph girlfriend.”

“W-well i-i-i-it’s nice to m-m-meet a fan.” Said Ichabod, Marsha could not believe it. “Young man I mean no offense but you do not seem to be a type of human who would write such wonderful adventure stories. You seem so…well meek.”

“T-t-that is my problem I am meek.” Explained Ichabod. “You see since I was a little boy I used to love pokemon but one day I was bringing some food to a neighbor’s house but when out of nowhere this wild Houndoom came and chased me up a tree. It just wanted my neighbor’s food so I left the food and spent the night in the tree. Since then I’ve develop a fear of pokemon and pokemorphs. Believe me when I tell you it wasn’t easy growing up around people who love them, now I did my best to understand them, I research them, study, but no matter how hard I tried I…I could not have the courage to have a pokemon partner or be comfortable around you pokemorphs. Then I decided to write stories as my way of dreaming the kind of person I wish to be, brave, strong, more adventurous, something that I will never be in real life. Before I knew it my stories became best sellers and now I became a famous publisher.”

“Well that is quite a story.” Said Marsha. “But what in the world were you doing out here with all of these suitcases?”

“Well,” Ichabod explained “I got this letter that this manor belonged to my great-great-great uncle Herman Huckleberry Fine. His will was left to the Fine Family member and since I’m the only Fine left from his side of the family his manor rightfully belonged to me. So I took all of my belongings and decided to move in; but as soon as I got to the door I got blasted out by this powerful foam of water that knocked me out cold before you all found me.”

“That is fascinating.” Said Marsha as she clapped her hands together. “I was hoping that we might find some ghosts in this place and now we might have proof.”

“G-g-ghosts? W-w-w-wait a minute.” Said Ichabod. “As in ghost type Pokémon’s might be living in my manor?”

“There might be.” Replied Marsha. “But we don’t truly know until we go in and find out. Come along Icky.” Before Ichabod could protest she took him by the arms and dragged him towards the manor with Maghan, Maggie, Kissy, and Floritt following behind them. Ichabod was as nervous as a skitty in a growlith kennel as the group enters into the manor. Another blast of water appeared but this time Marsha used protect and it blocked the watery jet stream. It was obvious that someone or something did not want them here; as the attack died down the group manage to look into the room and saw what appears to be footprints. “Hey look at these foot prints they look like they belong to some kind of frog type pokemon.” Acclaim Kissy, she got a merit badge for identifying foot prints. “Hmm, it’s not a crogunk, or a politoed, it not like any frog type pokemon I’ve learned.”

“Look what else we’ve found.” Cried Maggie as she showed them a piles of twigs but the twigs look like they’ve been burnt and one of them had a piece of yellow fur stuck to it. “Some kind of fire type must also be around here too. Plus there are scattered acorns that look like they’ve been chewed.”

“Hmm…I think I know how we can flush out our intruders.” Said Marsha so she has the gang together and all huddled in a circle to listen in on Marsha’s plan.

Later three shadowy figures emerge from their hiding places but then the small figured caught a whiff of something sweet and fruity. It looks and saw a pile of Oran berry snack cakes. It licked its chops and let the other two figures know what was going on. The trio soon came to the cakes but then suddenly Marsha and Kissy both jumped using their psychics to catch and keep the trio floating in the air. “GOT YOU!” They both cried as Floritt, Maghan and Ichabod came out from hiding behind the couches. “Your plan worked Marsha.” Said Ichabod soon Marsha and Kissy let down the trio and to everyone’s surprises. They were a trio of Pokemon but they were not like any pokemon they’ve ever saw before. One was a grass type pokemon that looked like a chipmunk in a green shell, the other was a yellowish fur fox with red tips at its tail and in its fur sticking out of its ears, and last is a blue frog type creature with a cape of bubbles around its neck. The three small pokemon looked scared as the gang got closer to inspect the little intruders. “So you three are the ones that have been haunting this man’s house.” Said Marsha. “But to be honest in all of my live born days I’ve never seen pokemons like you three before. How about you?”

“No I haven’t, but they are so cute!” Said Floritt. “Think they’ll let me paint a picture of them?”

“I didn’t think there was even more pokemons in the world.” Said Maghan. “If these are just pokemon versions I wonder what their Pokemorphs versions would be like?”

“Huh? Wait I know what they are.” Said Ichabod. “They are from the Kalos region that’s where I’m from. These three are the usual starting type pokemon for new trainers from the Kalos region. That one is a Chespin a grass type pokemon, Fennekin is a fire type pokemon, and the who whom has been giving me a shower recently is a Froakie a water type. But…but what are they doing in my late uncle’s mansion?” Just then Fennekin rush into the room, seconds later it came back dragging a picture in its mouth. It revealed to be a picture of Ichabod’s uncle but standing next to him are pictures of Chespin’s, Fennekin’s, and Froakie’s standing in poses. “I think I got it.” Said Marsha. “Icky these three pokemons must be descendants of your uncle’s pokemons. This mansion must be there home and they were just protecting it. I guess they must have seen you as an intruder and did not want you to take away their home.”

“Take away their home? But I have plans on restoring this manor. I wanted to rebuild it back to its glory days. Plus maybe have a new home.” Explained Ichabod. The three pokemons looked at him with doubtful looks. “L-l-look I know you three don’t trust me but I’m a writer and this place belonged to my Great-great-great Uncle it was left to me. Don’t you three understand it rightfully belongs to me. You are more than welcome to stay if you like…that is if you three will let me.” The three pokemons huddled in a small circle, and then they turn their attention towards Ichabod and hopped on top of him. Chespin and Froakie were both hugging him as Fennekin gave him a kiss; it was obvious the Fennekin is a girl of the group. “I…I take it they like the idea.”

“Wow! Icky I’m impress.”

“On what Marsha?”

“You said you have a small fear of both Pokemorphs and Pokemons but look at you, you are hardly even stammering.”

At that point Ichabod realizes that Marsha was right. He doesn’t even mind being in the same room with his new Pokemorph friends. “Hey you’re right Miss Mystic. Maybe I’m finally over my fear; I could write a new book series about Pokemorphs. You know things are finally looking up.” Just then they both heard a loud boom outside which caused Ichabod to faint with fear.

“Oh dear! Poor Icky!” Said Floritt as she and Maghan help to revived him while Kissy and Maggie both held on to each other. “W-what was that?” Asked Maggie as Marsha looked out and saw more shady looking figures. “You all stay here I’m going to look around a bit.”

Marsha left the group to find out what caused that boom. She saw some figures heading toward the back of the Manor and quietly followed them. She manage to get a closer look and saw a group of Shadow Pokemorphs, it was obvious that they belonged to the Shadow Clan as the Garchomp Pokemorph named Hammerhead Nelson barked orders to a Shadow Conkeldurr morph, a Shadow Crawdaunt morph and a Shadow Exploud morph whom just recently look like he just sneezed. “You stupid nincompoop loud mouth moron!” Hammerhead yelled at the Exploud morph. “If you have sneezed any louder you would have knocked down three buildings.”

“I can’t help it boss. Allergies got to me. Are you sure there are some new pokemons here?”

“Yes you three boobs. Our master Stalker had reports from our spies that three new types of Pokemon have been seen around here and we need them to become shadow pokemons. Now Conk!”

“Duh yes boss?” Said the Shadow Conkeldurr, it was clear that muscles he’s got but brains are not his strong point. “Duh what can I do for you boss?”

“Look around and see if you can spot those pokemons around here.”

“Duh no pokemon boss but I see a ghost lady!” He saw Marsha as Hammerhead turns around and also spotted her. “OH NO! QUICK GET HER!”

The Shadow Crawdaunt morph fires a shadow bubble beam that flew over her but it hit the ground, making the ground explode that sends her flying back. Hammerhead quickly grabbed her and kept her pinned to the ground. “Well, well if it isn’t Marsha Mystic. Quickly tie her up and make sure she didn’t bring any friends with her.”

Soon Conk took out a roll of ghost proof tape and starts taping her arms behind her back. “So it’s true you Shadow Clan creeps have been spotted around here. I’ll bet you three must be here to find those poor pokemon and force them to work for your boss.”

“Pretty smart Marsha.” Said Hammerhead as he took a piece of tape and gagged her mouth close. “Once we find these new Pokemon under our shadow spells we be one step closer of taking over the Pokemorph world.”

“MMMMPH! MMMMMRRPPH!”

“Oh don’t worry once we take you back to our master he’ll be glad to turn you into a Shadow Pokemorph like us. Who has the guts to stop us?”

“Chespin! Bullet seeds!” Yelled a voice as a barrage of seeds suddenly hit Hammerhead in the rear causing him to yell in pain. He turns around and saw Ichabod with Chespin, Fennekin, and Froakie with Floritt, Maghan, Maggie, and Kissy. “Hey! Where did you all come from?” Hammerhead asked.

“We heard the commotion from the back and decided to investigate. Luckily we did.” Explained Maghan as she used a flamethrower attack at the Exploud morph setting the seat of his pants on fire. The loud mouth behemoth rush in circles until the Crawdaunt morph uses his water attack on him to put the fire out. Soon the morphs starts fighting as Ichabod quietly rush over to help untie Marsha from her bonds. “Don’t worry Marsha I’ll get you untied. You think being a ghost type you would phase through these tape…oh ghost proof tape.”

“MMMMMPH! MMMRRRPH!” She screamed under her gag to point out that Hammerhead was about to slash him when Froakie tosses out it’s bubbles from its cape that causes Hammerhead claws to get stuck together. “Hey! What is this slop? Get this gunk off of me!”
Ichabod turns just in time to avoid Hammerhead from biting down on him. He ordered to Froakie “Quick! Use Bubble beam!” Froakie fires its bubble beam attack at Hammerhead, being part ground-type it weaken him enough for Ichabod to order Fennekin to “Use fire spin attack!”

Fennekin unleashes her fire spin attack that surrounds Hammerhead in a cyclone of flames. “YEOW! OOH! OW! BABY THAT BURNS!” He hollered as the flames died down for Ichabod to let Chespin unleash “Leaf storm GO!” Chespin did as it was told and unleashes a barrage of leaves at Hammerhead knocking him off his feet and knocking him flat on his back. He was knock out cold. The Crawdaunt morph is battling with Maghan, she is a tough Magmar but she knew that the shadow crawdaunt has an advantage over her being a water-type morph. He swung his claws and unleashes his water attack but Maghan carefully avoids the attack with ease and gave him a well place judo chop she picked up from her classes in PCA. Then she spun kick him in the face knocking him over but he quickly proved to be very agile for a crustacean as he used a flash attack on Maghan. As she was blinded for a moment he was about to let down a hammer claw attack when he smelled something burning. “Hey! What’s cooking?” He asked then he yelled in pain as he races around with his clothes on fire. It turns out Maggie used her fire attack to lit his clothes on fire rescuing her big sister as Maghan gave Maggie a high five.

Floritt had her paws full with Conk and the shadow Exploud morph. The Exploud chases Flo around as she taught him by painting his face with her tail brush. He kept on chasing her around, and around until he stopped for a moment to look at his reflection in the window. “Wow! There’s an ugly looking clown in there…HEY WAIT A MINUTE! THAT’S ME!”

“Like the paint job I gave you? It captures your inner you!”

“AND WHEN I GET MY CLAWS ON YOU! I’LL SHOW YOU YOUR INNER YOU! GET BACK HERE MISSY!”

He resumes the chase as Kissy signal Floritt to come over to her. Kissy had Froakie wet the grass with its water attack then Kissy used her powder snow move to freeze the water into a sheet of ice. Floritt avoids the ice but the shadow Exploud morph failed to skip the ice as he slid right on it and crashed into a lawn statue knocking him out cold. Only Conk the shadow Conkeldurr was left standing. “Duh youse gals won’t take me down that easily. Duh I’m gonna smash ya, and I’m gonna bash ya, and I’m…duh…um…um…uh…what else am I gonna do uh…”

“Surrender!” They all said together.

“Yeah…NO! Duh you think I’m stupid or something?” Conk lifting up his giant concrete pillars to smash the morphs and the pokemon. But Ichabod had freed Marsha in time for her to unleash her psychic attack move pushing Conk back knocking him to the ground, as he did he let go of his concrete pillars that flew upward in the air and they both landed on his head prompting him to say “Duh me take a little nap now…OOOOH!” At that moment he fainted from battle while the Crawdaunt morph finally put the fire and notices his comrades were out cold. “Uh-oh gotta split.” He pulls out a smoke bomb and tosses it to the ground. Soon when the smoke cleared away the Shadow Clan members had escaped. “Oh poke crud!” Said Maghan “Those sons of an Arbok’s have escaped.”

“Don’t worry girls I don’t think they’ll be bothering us for a while.” Said Marsha as she turns her attention towards Ichabod and hug her arms around the human. “Oh Icky you were so brave!” She then gave him a kiss which caused him to blush. “Uh…um…t-thanks!” He said “wow! That was my first pokemon battle and…and I can’t believe I won.”

“You see Mr. Fine!” Said Floritt “You can overcome your fear of pokemon and it looks like they got a new trainer and friend.”

“I guess you’re right. I can’t believe the fun I had missed out from my childhood. Now that my Uncle’s manor is safe and we now know its ghost free…with the exception of you Marsha…I think I got a new home.”

Soon as the week went by Ichabod had settle in his new home and being a writer he wrote down new adventure stories and this time he became a little bit more adventurous; he even paid visits to the PCA where he met up with Floritt and Maghan’s teammates Nigel and his girlfriend Charla, he shook hands with the Ludcardio morph Princess Sha whom turns out to be a big fan of his work. He even got to meet two of the Legendary masters Nikkal and her husband Felix, whom happens to be Mewtwo morph and he fainted from fright upon looking at him. He gave speeches to Maggie and Kissy’s classes at school and as for his Pokemons Chespin, Fennekin, and Froakie they are enjoying their new home and their new master. Marsha didn’t get the ghost story she wanted for her article but she was happy to write the story of Ichabod and his Great-great-great uncles manor and thanks to her article about the manor and the recent Shadow Clan attack the manor became not only Ichabod’s rightful home but a historical monument so that it can get the repairs it needed and a place for visitors to come and visit Ichabod and learn more about his stories and the Pokemon’s from the Kalos region.

The End.

After reading the story my mom and I shared with my brothers and they loved it. Soon we manage to get it to my Mom’s friend the publisher and after it got publish can you believe it. Marsha’s story became a best seller everyone wanted to read more about Marsha. You could hear the kids saying “She’s cool.” “She’s beautiful.” “She is so mysterious!” “I loved the Pokemorph characters.” Even the guys from Nintendo wanted to make a video game based upon her stories so I wrote down a letter to her. “Hey Marsha! We can’t wait to read about your next adventure but if you don’t mind. Please hurry with the next story you got a lot of fans whom can’t wait to read more.”