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Wow, hadn't posted a story here in a little bit. ^^;
Well, while I am busy with college and my other fanfiction works, I decided to give you guys something to look at. This is probably not my best writing, but I tired to have it quality made. =D
Bascially, this one shote is about...well, read it for yourself. ^^;
I hope you will enjoy this one shot. =)
Dusty Wings
Rated PG
One day there was a Wurmple living peacefully inside a pretty forest. The bright pink bug Pokemon ate a tiny green leaf. She wanted to eat something before going about on her day. All of a sudden, its saw a flying bug Pokemon flew up in the air.
She already saw that Pokemon a thousand times already, but never got tired of seeing it.
She thought it was the most beautiful Pokemon in the world.
She thought it was the strongest Pokemon in the world.
She wanted to become that Pokemon.
That Wurmple shouted in excited glee when it knew it might evolve to that Pokemon soon. For what seemed forever, she kept dancing and dancing. Her body wiggled up and down, left and right. That Pokemon kept doing that throughout the day.
How young and naive I was.
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I suddenly became a cocoon a few days later. Silky threads covered my body. I actually liked the feel of silk.
I forgot how that happen. All I remembered was that I just moved my snake like body toward a tree. A few seconds later, my body started to shine a brilliant yellow color. After that, I just stood there. Not an inch of my body was moved.
I became even more happy. I knew soon I will become that flying bug I dreamt of being. I would dance, if the silk hadn't trapped my body inside.
Actually, I am not sure if I became a Silicon or a Cascoon. The reason for that was because my eyes can't really see what color my silky skin was. All I could see was the light blue sky and the many skiny trees that made this place called a forest. I could had find out if I gone to that lake a couple of miles away from the forest. Over there, I can see if the silk was either colored white or light red. If light red, then I will become a Dustox. If white, then I will become a Beautifly. I will seriously scream for joy if my silk was the color that I wanted. Damn cocoon body, trapped my body shut . Aw well, a bug can tell by intution, right?
All I had to do now was wait.
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While being inside my protected shell, I had wonderful dreams.
Night, I dreamt I soared up in the air, the wings shining majecstically. What wonders a moon can do. The many stars shinned beautifully, happy because of my wish came true. What a great feeling the dark sky can bring.
Day, I dreamt I soared up in the air, the wings feeling the warmt of the almighty sun. The sun became cooler by the second, being careful to not burn one part of my body. Well actually, two parts of my body that helped me to fly.
In real life, it wasn't really like that. Night and Day, tears rolled down from my unoticable face. It was both of sad and happiness. Sad, because I wanted to do something besides staying here and do nothing. Happy, because soon the event will come. Sometimes patience is good.
I was glad I cried with mix emotions because that was how I had surivived. I don't care if you thought tasting your tears was weird. I actually needed to do that. There was no rainfall inside the forest for quite some time. The tears weren't hold back for the next couple of weeks. I just let it all out if I can.
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My patience will soon paid off...or so I had thought.
Two wings was the first thing that sliced through the ball of skiny strings on my body. After I had all of the silk out of its body, I flew in rapid speed.
Swirls, whirls, and twirls I was doing happily. My heart pounded with joy. Fogs of excitement moved slowly in my mind. Those few minutes was the happiest moment of my entire life.The fun was soon faded.
A tiny blue bird flew pass me. It was Tailey, one of the Tailows I kept seeing in the forest. Also, one of my friends. Lucky he has not eaten me.
"Hello Dusty!" said Tailey sweetly.
"Oh, hi there!" I shouted happily. "Finally, it happened!"
"Well, I see that you evolved. Congratulations!"
Hearing those words sounded like bells in my ear. I was glad someone was happy that I evolved into a Dustox...but Tailey soon showed me a thing called reality.
"Yeah, for many weeks now I wanted to become a Dustox. Now my dream came true."
Tailey blinked a few times. The speed was probably a hundred miles per hour. His mouth did not curled into a smile. I thought maybe he didn't like Dustox or something. I just had to ask or else his face will be pictured on my mind forever.
"Actually....you are a Beautifly," he said it simply. There was no amusment nor sadness in his tone. Instead, there was truthfullness.
I was actually being silly for not beleving him.
"What?" I grumbled dumbly. My mouth had muttered a few times before I managed to speak again. "No,no no! I am a Dustox, not a Beautifly!"
The bird Pokemon suddenly chirped in laugther. I would had beaten him up, but my frustation oddly made my body froze.
"What is so funny?"
For a second I thought I felt my face burning in flames. Probably that was why Tailey suddenly went in a fit of laughter.
"Well, I don't see green wings and your body is the same color as my eyes."
After he said that, I wanted to it see for my myself. I use the Tailow's small eyes as a mirror. My wings were dull yellow, not the eyes. Also, my body was gray like raining clouds. Tailey did not kid when he said my body was the same color as his eyes.
I actually knew that a Wurmple can evolve either a Dustox or Beautifly.
I actually thought in my heart I would evolve into a Dustox.
Rememberence of my one true wish just weirdly punched into my mind. It was a good punch actually. There were three reasons why I wanted to become a Dustox. I never told them to my friends, fear they might be amused of what I wanted to become.
One, it's purple body. Purple is my all time favorite color. The reason for that was purple was the color of the beginning of the sunset. Don't you agree that sunsets are the most beautiful sight you had ever seen? Probably that was why I loved everything purple.
Also, it's dusty wings. I heard how when a Dustox flap its wings, powerful and painful dust came out. I thought it was actually cool to have that kind of ability. I can protect myself from a few miles away. A Beautifly's unique patteren printed wings cannot do that. True, Beautifly can use their long thin mouth to jab at a Pokemon or a person. The problem with that, jabs aren't that strong. Can I feel really safe if some Pokemon came close to be? Heck, what if that Pokemon was a Gyrados?
...I don't even want to picture that scene.
Three,...I just hate Beautifly.
I can't stand them. You would think Beautifly would be nice because they are pretty and such. The truth, most of them sinned. Vanity must had lured them to her and made them what they are today. If I hear them said how beautiful they are one more time, I will seriously beat them up.
Tailey suddenly interrupted my weird thoughts. I was stupid again to have believed he would say those precious words: I am sorry. What he had said left a scratch inside my body.
"Seriously Dusty, why do you want to become a Dustox? Those bug Pokemon are really ugly! I bet those Dustox would kill to become a Beautifly!"
More laughter suddenly burst out from my friend's tiny mouth.
I would kill to become a Dustox, I thought souarly.
Out of anger, I let my wings flapped quickly. I just...flew. I didn't care where I went. There was no particular destination I wanted to go. I was too sad and angry at the same time to think and care about my well being.
I suddenly made my mind repeated the same four words.
I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings.
This question was stuck on my head also.
Why Nature? Why are you cruel?
I felt sick inside, probably because how those two thoughts felt like they were said at the same time. Was that natural? Maybe. Probably that question will never be answered.
I did nothing but just flew and flew for the time being.
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I thought I would never get tired. It was probably because I thought I somehow became dead already. I knew I was alive when I had heard my wings flapped slowly . Maybe I am not out of energy, but my stupid damn body was.
I suddenly slowly dived down on the mushy brown ground. After I came down, more drops of tears stream down on my face.
Again, I recited that wish on my head.
I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings.
I would have that thought repeated a thousand times already until I suddenly saw two wonderful things.
I saw that half eaten leaf I ate a few weeks ago. I wasn't able to finish it because I danced when I saw a Dustox. For some reason, that left me with a smile. Probably it was of how I liked it when I was happy. If I have the ability to travel back to time like Celebi, then I might go back there a thousand times. I would actually never get tired being joyful.
Later, I saw the sunset. Somehow, that purple sky had washed away my sadness in an instant. Gosh, I am a sucker for sunsets. Really, I am.
I then suddenly fell asleep. I guess all that flying made me very sleepy.
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Now you wonder, why I still lived today? Why couldn't you just go and kill yourself?
...I learn to just let go.
Sure, being Dustox would be great. If I were a pink blob Ditto, I would change just like that. Still, I am still the same me. Just because I am a Beautifly, that doesn't meant Vanity would lure me to her trap. Also, I could just imagine I am a Dustox. That's how powerful imagination can be sometimes.
Yes, there are times that event I told still came back to haunt me every once in a while. The first few times I would cry. The next few times I would get mad. The last few times I would learn to not let that get that to me.
Sometimes you just got to embrace what you got. If you don't, then you won't live a very productive life.
Nature is not here to be cruel. Remember that.
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Again, hope you guys really like this little story. Maybe it could be a chance I might rewrite this if you guys think this could had been better.
Well, nothing else much to say but thank you to everyone that read and review! ^^
;134;~Good night, and good luck~
Well, while I am busy with college and my other fanfiction works, I decided to give you guys something to look at. This is probably not my best writing, but I tired to have it quality made. =D
Bascially, this one shote is about...well, read it for yourself. ^^;
I hope you will enjoy this one shot. =)
Dusty Wings
Rated PG
One day there was a Wurmple living peacefully inside a pretty forest. The bright pink bug Pokemon ate a tiny green leaf. She wanted to eat something before going about on her day. All of a sudden, its saw a flying bug Pokemon flew up in the air.
She already saw that Pokemon a thousand times already, but never got tired of seeing it.
She thought it was the most beautiful Pokemon in the world.
She thought it was the strongest Pokemon in the world.
She wanted to become that Pokemon.
That Wurmple shouted in excited glee when it knew it might evolve to that Pokemon soon. For what seemed forever, she kept dancing and dancing. Her body wiggled up and down, left and right. That Pokemon kept doing that throughout the day.
How young and naive I was.
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I suddenly became a cocoon a few days later. Silky threads covered my body. I actually liked the feel of silk.
I forgot how that happen. All I remembered was that I just moved my snake like body toward a tree. A few seconds later, my body started to shine a brilliant yellow color. After that, I just stood there. Not an inch of my body was moved.
I became even more happy. I knew soon I will become that flying bug I dreamt of being. I would dance, if the silk hadn't trapped my body inside.
Actually, I am not sure if I became a Silicon or a Cascoon. The reason for that was because my eyes can't really see what color my silky skin was. All I could see was the light blue sky and the many skiny trees that made this place called a forest. I could had find out if I gone to that lake a couple of miles away from the forest. Over there, I can see if the silk was either colored white or light red. If light red, then I will become a Dustox. If white, then I will become a Beautifly. I will seriously scream for joy if my silk was the color that I wanted. Damn cocoon body, trapped my body shut . Aw well, a bug can tell by intution, right?
All I had to do now was wait.
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While being inside my protected shell, I had wonderful dreams.
Night, I dreamt I soared up in the air, the wings shining majecstically. What wonders a moon can do. The many stars shinned beautifully, happy because of my wish came true. What a great feeling the dark sky can bring.
Day, I dreamt I soared up in the air, the wings feeling the warmt of the almighty sun. The sun became cooler by the second, being careful to not burn one part of my body. Well actually, two parts of my body that helped me to fly.
In real life, it wasn't really like that. Night and Day, tears rolled down from my unoticable face. It was both of sad and happiness. Sad, because I wanted to do something besides staying here and do nothing. Happy, because soon the event will come. Sometimes patience is good.
I was glad I cried with mix emotions because that was how I had surivived. I don't care if you thought tasting your tears was weird. I actually needed to do that. There was no rainfall inside the forest for quite some time. The tears weren't hold back for the next couple of weeks. I just let it all out if I can.
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My patience will soon paid off...or so I had thought.
Two wings was the first thing that sliced through the ball of skiny strings on my body. After I had all of the silk out of its body, I flew in rapid speed.
Swirls, whirls, and twirls I was doing happily. My heart pounded with joy. Fogs of excitement moved slowly in my mind. Those few minutes was the happiest moment of my entire life.The fun was soon faded.
A tiny blue bird flew pass me. It was Tailey, one of the Tailows I kept seeing in the forest. Also, one of my friends. Lucky he has not eaten me.
"Hello Dusty!" said Tailey sweetly.
"Oh, hi there!" I shouted happily. "Finally, it happened!"
"Well, I see that you evolved. Congratulations!"
Hearing those words sounded like bells in my ear. I was glad someone was happy that I evolved into a Dustox...but Tailey soon showed me a thing called reality.
"Yeah, for many weeks now I wanted to become a Dustox. Now my dream came true."
Tailey blinked a few times. The speed was probably a hundred miles per hour. His mouth did not curled into a smile. I thought maybe he didn't like Dustox or something. I just had to ask or else his face will be pictured on my mind forever.
"Actually....you are a Beautifly," he said it simply. There was no amusment nor sadness in his tone. Instead, there was truthfullness.
I was actually being silly for not beleving him.
"What?" I grumbled dumbly. My mouth had muttered a few times before I managed to speak again. "No,no no! I am a Dustox, not a Beautifly!"
The bird Pokemon suddenly chirped in laugther. I would had beaten him up, but my frustation oddly made my body froze.
"What is so funny?"
For a second I thought I felt my face burning in flames. Probably that was why Tailey suddenly went in a fit of laughter.
"Well, I don't see green wings and your body is the same color as my eyes."
After he said that, I wanted to it see for my myself. I use the Tailow's small eyes as a mirror. My wings were dull yellow, not the eyes. Also, my body was gray like raining clouds. Tailey did not kid when he said my body was the same color as his eyes.
I actually knew that a Wurmple can evolve either a Dustox or Beautifly.
I actually thought in my heart I would evolve into a Dustox.
Rememberence of my one true wish just weirdly punched into my mind. It was a good punch actually. There were three reasons why I wanted to become a Dustox. I never told them to my friends, fear they might be amused of what I wanted to become.
One, it's purple body. Purple is my all time favorite color. The reason for that was purple was the color of the beginning of the sunset. Don't you agree that sunsets are the most beautiful sight you had ever seen? Probably that was why I loved everything purple.
Also, it's dusty wings. I heard how when a Dustox flap its wings, powerful and painful dust came out. I thought it was actually cool to have that kind of ability. I can protect myself from a few miles away. A Beautifly's unique patteren printed wings cannot do that. True, Beautifly can use their long thin mouth to jab at a Pokemon or a person. The problem with that, jabs aren't that strong. Can I feel really safe if some Pokemon came close to be? Heck, what if that Pokemon was a Gyrados?
...I don't even want to picture that scene.
Three,...I just hate Beautifly.
I can't stand them. You would think Beautifly would be nice because they are pretty and such. The truth, most of them sinned. Vanity must had lured them to her and made them what they are today. If I hear them said how beautiful they are one more time, I will seriously beat them up.
Tailey suddenly interrupted my weird thoughts. I was stupid again to have believed he would say those precious words: I am sorry. What he had said left a scratch inside my body.
"Seriously Dusty, why do you want to become a Dustox? Those bug Pokemon are really ugly! I bet those Dustox would kill to become a Beautifly!"
More laughter suddenly burst out from my friend's tiny mouth.
I would kill to become a Dustox, I thought souarly.
Out of anger, I let my wings flapped quickly. I just...flew. I didn't care where I went. There was no particular destination I wanted to go. I was too sad and angry at the same time to think and care about my well being.
I suddenly made my mind repeated the same four words.
I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings.
This question was stuck on my head also.
Why Nature? Why are you cruel?
I felt sick inside, probably because how those two thoughts felt like they were said at the same time. Was that natural? Maybe. Probably that question will never be answered.
I did nothing but just flew and flew for the time being.
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I thought I would never get tired. It was probably because I thought I somehow became dead already. I knew I was alive when I had heard my wings flapped slowly . Maybe I am not out of energy, but my stupid damn body was.
I suddenly slowly dived down on the mushy brown ground. After I came down, more drops of tears stream down on my face.
Again, I recited that wish on my head.
I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings. I wanted dusty wings.
I would have that thought repeated a thousand times already until I suddenly saw two wonderful things.
I saw that half eaten leaf I ate a few weeks ago. I wasn't able to finish it because I danced when I saw a Dustox. For some reason, that left me with a smile. Probably it was of how I liked it when I was happy. If I have the ability to travel back to time like Celebi, then I might go back there a thousand times. I would actually never get tired being joyful.
Later, I saw the sunset. Somehow, that purple sky had washed away my sadness in an instant. Gosh, I am a sucker for sunsets. Really, I am.
I then suddenly fell asleep. I guess all that flying made me very sleepy.
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Now you wonder, why I still lived today? Why couldn't you just go and kill yourself?
...I learn to just let go.
Sure, being Dustox would be great. If I were a pink blob Ditto, I would change just like that. Still, I am still the same me. Just because I am a Beautifly, that doesn't meant Vanity would lure me to her trap. Also, I could just imagine I am a Dustox. That's how powerful imagination can be sometimes.
Yes, there are times that event I told still came back to haunt me every once in a while. The first few times I would cry. The next few times I would get mad. The last few times I would learn to not let that get that to me.
Sometimes you just got to embrace what you got. If you don't, then you won't live a very productive life.
Nature is not here to be cruel. Remember that.
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Again, hope you guys really like this little story. Maybe it could be a chance I might rewrite this if you guys think this could had been better.
Well, nothing else much to say but thank you to everyone that read and review! ^^
;134;~Good night, and good luck~
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