pokegirlforever
<-- Too cute for ya!
I started writing this for a piece of coursework at school but then I realised it was turning in to more of a Pokemon fan fiction that I've been wanting to write so I'm gonna write it here.
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Chapter 1
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Darkness. There was nothing more and nothing less. How long I had been there for I don’t know-days, weeks maybe even months. All I knew was that I wasn’t going to be getting out soon. Every so often I had tried to escape from the awful place but all the attempts had ended with me still lost and stuck in nothing but darkness. Other days (I think it was days but there was no way to tell the time there) I just lay down thinking about all the things I missed from my first life-my life on the surface. The main thing I missed was the fact I hadn’t eaten in the time I had been there. Even though I didn’t need to anymore I missed that satisfactory feeling in my stomach. But soon I found out there might be a chance for me to eat again to do all the stuff I wanted to do again. The stuff I couldn’t because after all, the dead didn’t need to do much if they had been sent to the Underworld.
I had never really given much thought about how I ended up in this place, however when I did occasionally try my head would go in to a dazed pain as if a fire was going on inside my head that wouldn’t go away until I stopped thinking about it. However there was one word, which was my only lead to my past that kept popping up in my head every time I stopped thinking-Hannah. Sometimes when wondering around looking for a way out I had run in to someone else who like me was stuck here looking for a way out. Most Pokemon I met would still be in their minds and would sit down and talk to each other. Like me they each had lost every memory of their life before this happened to them so asking them if they knew about Hannah was impossible. However the other Pokemon I met if you want to call them Pokemon were different. I didn’t know what to think of the first one, a Gengar. When I tried to speak to him though started to scream. And he didn’t stop. As I ran away from him I could still hear the spine curling sound in my mind going on and on. However since then I had found out why they were like what they were. Upon meeting a Medicham I asked her if they knew anything about them, and she did. She explained to me how they are the ones who have been driven mad with pain. They apparently try to think about their past and how they got to the Underworld and when they begin to get pain from it they ignore it until they can only feel that pain. When I asked her how she knew this she simply turned and walked away.
But there was a chance to escape or so I had heard from others. How long these rumours had been going on for in the Underworld I did not know however I had also heard that this chance only came round every hundred years or so. This was my chance to set my soul free and return back to Earth and I knew it. Upon exploring one day I hit a wall. At first as I rubbed my face while thinking that’s a stupid place to put a wall however after a few seconds of thought I realised this must be more than a wall as I had never heard of anything like a wall in the Underworld, let alone found one. So I started to feel this ‘wall’ to see if it was more than I thought. I was right. It was more than just a wall-it was a door. I circled it a few times to find that the door led to nowhere and was just standing in the middle of the Underworld. There were also some things engraved in to the door. I placed my finger and ran it along the grooves of the pattern. After a while I realised it was a picture of a dragon. Upon further inspection there were 3 other engravings on the door. I examined the rest of them to find one was a Zekrom, one was a Reshiram and the other was Kyurem. The text spelt out you have been selected. I found the door handle that felt smooth as if polished every five minutes. I slowly twisted the handle and pushed the door open. As I did a bright light that shone on the other side of the door blinded me as I entered. I stepped through the door with my mouth-hung open. After stepping all the way through the door shut behind me and I knew this was it.
A voice greeted me as I took another step forward. Although I did not know where it was coming from I didn’t care, as it was such a heavenly voice.
The voice chanted, “Welcome, you have been chosen to take part in the Games of the Gods!” And then I saw what was speaking to me. It floated down to me and I soon realised that it was a Victini. As it landed it front of me held in its hand was a piece of paper. It stretched out its hand and gave it to me.
I looked at it and realised it had words on it. I started to read it but it was difficult with my hands trembling with excitement although I did not know why. “Dear Reader” I read in my head (‘Hmmm…’ I thought).
“Congratulations! You are one of the lucky few that have found the door to Games of the Gods.
Firstly you will be put through a trial of challenges to see if you are worthy to complete. You will not know what they are until you are about to start.
If you succeed 2/3 out of 3 of the tasks you will be placed on to a team: Team Zekrom, team Reshiram or team Kyurem. Then working with your team you will fight the other teams in a quest. If the team you are in wins then you will regain your life and be able to go home however if you fail to complete the challenges or your team fails the quest you will be stuck in the Underworld for the rest of eternity. We must also remind you that you will also regain your memory if you win. Finally you will be pulled back into the Underworld and lose your new memory about this if you ever tell anyone about being here.
Victini will be your guide to the challenges and we wish you luck in the upcoming events,
Yours sincerely, Zekrom, Reshiram and Kyurem
I then realised I only had one shot to get back home and find out how I had got here. This was not just the break I had been looking for but also the start of a grand adventure.
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Chapter 1
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Darkness. There was nothing more and nothing less. How long I had been there for I don’t know-days, weeks maybe even months. All I knew was that I wasn’t going to be getting out soon. Every so often I had tried to escape from the awful place but all the attempts had ended with me still lost and stuck in nothing but darkness. Other days (I think it was days but there was no way to tell the time there) I just lay down thinking about all the things I missed from my first life-my life on the surface. The main thing I missed was the fact I hadn’t eaten in the time I had been there. Even though I didn’t need to anymore I missed that satisfactory feeling in my stomach. But soon I found out there might be a chance for me to eat again to do all the stuff I wanted to do again. The stuff I couldn’t because after all, the dead didn’t need to do much if they had been sent to the Underworld.
I had never really given much thought about how I ended up in this place, however when I did occasionally try my head would go in to a dazed pain as if a fire was going on inside my head that wouldn’t go away until I stopped thinking about it. However there was one word, which was my only lead to my past that kept popping up in my head every time I stopped thinking-Hannah. Sometimes when wondering around looking for a way out I had run in to someone else who like me was stuck here looking for a way out. Most Pokemon I met would still be in their minds and would sit down and talk to each other. Like me they each had lost every memory of their life before this happened to them so asking them if they knew about Hannah was impossible. However the other Pokemon I met if you want to call them Pokemon were different. I didn’t know what to think of the first one, a Gengar. When I tried to speak to him though started to scream. And he didn’t stop. As I ran away from him I could still hear the spine curling sound in my mind going on and on. However since then I had found out why they were like what they were. Upon meeting a Medicham I asked her if they knew anything about them, and she did. She explained to me how they are the ones who have been driven mad with pain. They apparently try to think about their past and how they got to the Underworld and when they begin to get pain from it they ignore it until they can only feel that pain. When I asked her how she knew this she simply turned and walked away.
But there was a chance to escape or so I had heard from others. How long these rumours had been going on for in the Underworld I did not know however I had also heard that this chance only came round every hundred years or so. This was my chance to set my soul free and return back to Earth and I knew it. Upon exploring one day I hit a wall. At first as I rubbed my face while thinking that’s a stupid place to put a wall however after a few seconds of thought I realised this must be more than a wall as I had never heard of anything like a wall in the Underworld, let alone found one. So I started to feel this ‘wall’ to see if it was more than I thought. I was right. It was more than just a wall-it was a door. I circled it a few times to find that the door led to nowhere and was just standing in the middle of the Underworld. There were also some things engraved in to the door. I placed my finger and ran it along the grooves of the pattern. After a while I realised it was a picture of a dragon. Upon further inspection there were 3 other engravings on the door. I examined the rest of them to find one was a Zekrom, one was a Reshiram and the other was Kyurem. The text spelt out you have been selected. I found the door handle that felt smooth as if polished every five minutes. I slowly twisted the handle and pushed the door open. As I did a bright light that shone on the other side of the door blinded me as I entered. I stepped through the door with my mouth-hung open. After stepping all the way through the door shut behind me and I knew this was it.
A voice greeted me as I took another step forward. Although I did not know where it was coming from I didn’t care, as it was such a heavenly voice.
The voice chanted, “Welcome, you have been chosen to take part in the Games of the Gods!” And then I saw what was speaking to me. It floated down to me and I soon realised that it was a Victini. As it landed it front of me held in its hand was a piece of paper. It stretched out its hand and gave it to me.
I looked at it and realised it had words on it. I started to read it but it was difficult with my hands trembling with excitement although I did not know why. “Dear Reader” I read in my head (‘Hmmm…’ I thought).
“Congratulations! You are one of the lucky few that have found the door to Games of the Gods.
Firstly you will be put through a trial of challenges to see if you are worthy to complete. You will not know what they are until you are about to start.
If you succeed 2/3 out of 3 of the tasks you will be placed on to a team: Team Zekrom, team Reshiram or team Kyurem. Then working with your team you will fight the other teams in a quest. If the team you are in wins then you will regain your life and be able to go home however if you fail to complete the challenges or your team fails the quest you will be stuck in the Underworld for the rest of eternity. We must also remind you that you will also regain your memory if you win. Finally you will be pulled back into the Underworld and lose your new memory about this if you ever tell anyone about being here.
Victini will be your guide to the challenges and we wish you luck in the upcoming events,
Yours sincerely, Zekrom, Reshiram and Kyurem
I then realised I only had one shot to get back home and find out how I had got here. This was not just the break I had been looking for but also the start of a grand adventure.
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