A flash hit him, causing him to lose sight of everything for a moment. Rubbing his eyes multiple times unable to comprehend what had happened. Moving around he looked at everything near him unsure of what was going on. Again he rubbed his eyes, but this time noticed something different, his hands were very hairy! Not only that, but they were orange. Panicking he looked around himself, and nearly lost control whenever he noticed that, [i]I am some sort of....Creature.[/i] He thought and thought to himself unsure of what he was. Thinking for a moment, searching his mind as much as he could. His only memory was that he was Streel. Am I [i]a[/i] Streel? Is my name Streel? He thought to himself sitting down. Only to realize his tail had fire at the end of it. [i][b] Whaaaat![/i][/b] He thought as he stood up in a panic once again.

He had memories, but simple ones, math, language, and a bit of science. But where had he learned these? He had no memories of the past whatsoever, and he needed to figure out what was going on, and quickly. Continuing his thoughts he realized. "Whbllbppt-." He spit out, almost unable to speak for a moment. "M-My name is Streel!?!" He said cursing the sky, "Wait, that's not it.....I am a chimchar?!" He said staring at his ignited tail and orange fur. Thinking out loud he realized. "And, where....Where am I?" He said last almost asking the sky to just drop him a note.

Picking a direction and walking that way, Streel soon grew curious. [i] Can I make fire?[/i] he thought walking, and then flicking his wrist. Nothing exactly happened though, but what he did notice is that he had really sharp claws at the moment. Hm, so no fire, but totally able to scratch stuff. Growing tired through his walk he was unsure of if he would ever find where he was going, but whatever, he would find SOME sort of civilization sooner or later. Besides, he couldn't be the [i]only[/i] thing on the planet.