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Scizor’s Story- Prologue
It all started innocently enough. I was your everyday Scyther, just minding his own business, trying get some food in the Safari Zone. You’d think they’d keep some “all-natural” food for us predators, but that guy they call Slowpoke decided it would be “fun” to watch us hunt for Pokechow. Anyways, while I was “hunting”, something was behind me in the bushes. It all happened so fast- someone yelled “Safari ball, go!”, and then there was this blinding red light (Did I mention that I HATE red?), and then there was nothing. Next thing I knew, I was on this thing they call a “road”, being introduced to some Pokemon by a human. It hit me right then and there- I had been captured!
Anyways, the human called himself “Nathan”, and had apparently decided to call me “Blade”. Original, no? He looked to be an average human boy, around fifteen years of age. He wore a green vest over a yellow shirt, with blue jeans. His hair appeared to be a pretty standard cut, and it was the pretty normal color of brown. Nothing remarkable about his face either- his eyes were a greenish-blue, a color I saw sometimes back home. However, the other Pokemon around me whose fate I was now sharing were varied in appearance. One, obviously this human’s favorite, was a Blastoise named “Kasek”. The team speedster was Selanes the Sneasel, apparently from a faraway land. There was a Dragonite there too, named “Tebro”. Where this guy gets his names, I will never know. There was one Pokemon who looked almost human- I think it was called a “Gardavar” or something like that- that just floated around. “Nathan” called this particular Pokemon “Gedi”. There was one last Pokemon, the smallest of the bunch, a Bellossom named Flora. At least THIS one had a normal name. After he we were done being introduced, he said something about a special “Christmas” tournament. I had only heard about this “Christmas” once before- when I had wandered too close to the human buildings during the cold season- and apparently it was a time of joy and happiness for humans. This did not seem like the kind of time for a tournament- or at least, the kind I had heard about, anyways. He said that it was taking place over in some human colony called “Saffron”. The other Pokemon seemed pretty hyped about this, but I was anything but. I had heard horrible things about these “tournaments”- competitions where Pokemon would battle it out to see who was the strongest. I was no fighter; there was no prey for me to hunt back home, and I got along with the other Pokemon just fine. He then brought out these little round balls, which started to emit RED lights, which enveloped the other Pokemon one by one, and then disappeared back into the orbs. By then I accepted my fate- I was going to have to learn to fight pretty quickly, or who knows what was going to happen to me.
this is my first fic, plztell me what you think
It all started innocently enough. I was your everyday Scyther, just minding his own business, trying get some food in the Safari Zone. You’d think they’d keep some “all-natural” food for us predators, but that guy they call Slowpoke decided it would be “fun” to watch us hunt for Pokechow. Anyways, while I was “hunting”, something was behind me in the bushes. It all happened so fast- someone yelled “Safari ball, go!”, and then there was this blinding red light (Did I mention that I HATE red?), and then there was nothing. Next thing I knew, I was on this thing they call a “road”, being introduced to some Pokemon by a human. It hit me right then and there- I had been captured!
Anyways, the human called himself “Nathan”, and had apparently decided to call me “Blade”. Original, no? He looked to be an average human boy, around fifteen years of age. He wore a green vest over a yellow shirt, with blue jeans. His hair appeared to be a pretty standard cut, and it was the pretty normal color of brown. Nothing remarkable about his face either- his eyes were a greenish-blue, a color I saw sometimes back home. However, the other Pokemon around me whose fate I was now sharing were varied in appearance. One, obviously this human’s favorite, was a Blastoise named “Kasek”. The team speedster was Selanes the Sneasel, apparently from a faraway land. There was a Dragonite there too, named “Tebro”. Where this guy gets his names, I will never know. There was one Pokemon who looked almost human- I think it was called a “Gardavar” or something like that- that just floated around. “Nathan” called this particular Pokemon “Gedi”. There was one last Pokemon, the smallest of the bunch, a Bellossom named Flora. At least THIS one had a normal name. After he we were done being introduced, he said something about a special “Christmas” tournament. I had only heard about this “Christmas” once before- when I had wandered too close to the human buildings during the cold season- and apparently it was a time of joy and happiness for humans. This did not seem like the kind of time for a tournament- or at least, the kind I had heard about, anyways. He said that it was taking place over in some human colony called “Saffron”. The other Pokemon seemed pretty hyped about this, but I was anything but. I had heard horrible things about these “tournaments”- competitions where Pokemon would battle it out to see who was the strongest. I was no fighter; there was no prey for me to hunt back home, and I got along with the other Pokemon just fine. He then brought out these little round balls, which started to emit RED lights, which enveloped the other Pokemon one by one, and then disappeared back into the orbs. By then I accepted my fate- I was going to have to learn to fight pretty quickly, or who knows what was going to happen to me.
this is my first fic, plztell me what you think