Zelby477477
i'm gay
Ok so this is my FIRST fanfic EVER! Plz consider this when u review! I hope you enjoy because I really enjoyed writing...
Prologue: You live in the world of Galassia. When Dawn or Lucas should have gone in to the Distortion World and find Giratina the portal shut before they ever came out, but Cyrus did. Using Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina’s power he shaped a new world. The real Pokémon world is uninhabited some stray Pokémon are the only things left. You are one of the Forgotten, a group that has managed to escape his rein.
“Darkness is only driven out with light, not more darkness.” –Martin Luther King Jr.
“...Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” –Stephen King
Chapter 1:
I was sure to be caught. The Grunts had been put into overtime looking for us. Anxiety gnawed at my insides. Magia, the shiny female Vulpix I stole, sat tense beside me. Both of us were barely breathing as the Grunt walked by. He had a shiny Machamp by his side. Every Pokémon had been genetically altered to be shiny. I was in a barren rocky land. The whole place had a desert feel about it. The whole place was made of reds and oranges. We called this place the Kolion Zone. I had been in the area looking for a Fire Stone. I huddled farther into our make-shift camp. The Grunt stopped suddenly and turned around looking me directly in the eye. Did he see me? If I went back I would be beaten and tortured to death. “You! Girl, come here! Running away is punishable by death.” He called.
I whispered to my Magia “Stay here and when I say ‘Where are you taking me?’ you come out and use Overheat on the Machamp, I’ll take the Grunt.”
Magia nods and I walk over. He grabs me securely and begins to walk. “Where are you taking me?” I cry desperately and loudly.
I’m rewarded with the sound of “Vul-PIX!” as a huge burst of fire charges at the Machamp.
I throw a good right hook at the Grunt then kick him furiously. I begin running “Damnit!” he growls.
Magia follows me and I began to zigzag taking sharp turns looking for somewhere I could lose him. He was shouting and I saw small cave. I shot in Magia behind me. I began to go farther in. It was cold and damp, the walls gray and ugly, the whole thing looking as if it would collapse in seconds. Then the whole cave light up as I stumbled into a room with beautiful crystals that were hued with blues and purples and reds. I noticed a water stone and a dusk stone jutting from the wall. I searched for a Fire Stone. I almost jumped for joy when I found it. Something was finally going right today! I grabbed it and set it by Magia. She sniffed at it, pawed at it and finally she began to glow. She seemed rather startled and gave out a quick yip before the light fully covered her body. Her body grew bigger and her tails grew longer. The light stuttered then flashed. “Ninetales!” Magia cried.
She was beautiful. Her red eyes stood out from her pale white-grey fur and blue tips on her tails. She stood gracefully and walked beside me.
I began to look deeper in the cave; this would be a good make-shift camp because I couldn’t go back to my old one. I quickly removed the worn brown pack from my back. I put down my sleeping bag and left the cave to find wood to start a fire, or anything I could find that would burn. I got a couple sticks, some dead grass, and some rocks. I set up the rocks in a circle and threw the other supplies on. I was never good at making fire; I was just hoping it would burn for long enough that I didn’t freeze during the night, which was coming fast.
I slept dangerously close to the fire Magia besides me. I woke to boot stomps and claw scratching coming down the cavern leading to where I was. I got up and readied myself. Magia got up and stood next to me. A boy about my age, 17, entered. He had long black hair and soft brown eyes he was very pale and stocky, he had a large scar scross his left eye. He had a shiny Arcanine by his side. His face went from surprise to confusion to emotionless. “Magia! Overheat!” I cried.
“Koma, dodge it and use Dragon Pulse.” The boy said calmly.
Magia threw a blast of fire at Koma. It managed to hit Koma but he missed Magia. “Koma use Extreme Speed then Thunder Fang!” he said smoothly.
“Magia us-“ I couldn’t finish because the Arcanine used Extreme Speed and was about to use Thunder Fang when I finished “-use Confuse Ray!”
Koma’s eyes swirled and he paused momentarily, long enough for me to get a good revenge move in. “Magia use Payback!”
She charges at the confused Koma surrounded in an almost dark aura. The boy was yelling commands at the Arcanine desperately until Magia made the attack. Koma snapped out of it but then I cried “Magia use Attract.”
Yellow hearts surround Magia as she poses. They hit Koma and he stares at her with huge hearts in his eyes. The boy groans and mumbles some choice words. I laugh and the boy says “I give up!”
I nod and smirk. Magia walks up beside me and I pet her and praise her. Koma is getting out of infatuation quickly. “Who are you?” I ask.
“Kori, what’s yours?” he asks.
“The name is Natalie, I’m one of the Forgotten.” I say.
“That’s cool…. I’m Cyrus’s son…” Kori says sheepishly.
WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?
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Ok cliffhanger and short... sorry honestly
Prologue: You live in the world of Galassia. When Dawn or Lucas should have gone in to the Distortion World and find Giratina the portal shut before they ever came out, but Cyrus did. Using Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina’s power he shaped a new world. The real Pokémon world is uninhabited some stray Pokémon are the only things left. You are one of the Forgotten, a group that has managed to escape his rein.
“Darkness is only driven out with light, not more darkness.” –Martin Luther King Jr.
“...Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” –Stephen King
Chapter 1:
I was sure to be caught. The Grunts had been put into overtime looking for us. Anxiety gnawed at my insides. Magia, the shiny female Vulpix I stole, sat tense beside me. Both of us were barely breathing as the Grunt walked by. He had a shiny Machamp by his side. Every Pokémon had been genetically altered to be shiny. I was in a barren rocky land. The whole place had a desert feel about it. The whole place was made of reds and oranges. We called this place the Kolion Zone. I had been in the area looking for a Fire Stone. I huddled farther into our make-shift camp. The Grunt stopped suddenly and turned around looking me directly in the eye. Did he see me? If I went back I would be beaten and tortured to death. “You! Girl, come here! Running away is punishable by death.” He called.
I whispered to my Magia “Stay here and when I say ‘Where are you taking me?’ you come out and use Overheat on the Machamp, I’ll take the Grunt.”
Magia nods and I walk over. He grabs me securely and begins to walk. “Where are you taking me?” I cry desperately and loudly.
I’m rewarded with the sound of “Vul-PIX!” as a huge burst of fire charges at the Machamp.
I throw a good right hook at the Grunt then kick him furiously. I begin running “Damnit!” he growls.
Magia follows me and I began to zigzag taking sharp turns looking for somewhere I could lose him. He was shouting and I saw small cave. I shot in Magia behind me. I began to go farther in. It was cold and damp, the walls gray and ugly, the whole thing looking as if it would collapse in seconds. Then the whole cave light up as I stumbled into a room with beautiful crystals that were hued with blues and purples and reds. I noticed a water stone and a dusk stone jutting from the wall. I searched for a Fire Stone. I almost jumped for joy when I found it. Something was finally going right today! I grabbed it and set it by Magia. She sniffed at it, pawed at it and finally she began to glow. She seemed rather startled and gave out a quick yip before the light fully covered her body. Her body grew bigger and her tails grew longer. The light stuttered then flashed. “Ninetales!” Magia cried.
She was beautiful. Her red eyes stood out from her pale white-grey fur and blue tips on her tails. She stood gracefully and walked beside me.
I began to look deeper in the cave; this would be a good make-shift camp because I couldn’t go back to my old one. I quickly removed the worn brown pack from my back. I put down my sleeping bag and left the cave to find wood to start a fire, or anything I could find that would burn. I got a couple sticks, some dead grass, and some rocks. I set up the rocks in a circle and threw the other supplies on. I was never good at making fire; I was just hoping it would burn for long enough that I didn’t freeze during the night, which was coming fast.
I slept dangerously close to the fire Magia besides me. I woke to boot stomps and claw scratching coming down the cavern leading to where I was. I got up and readied myself. Magia got up and stood next to me. A boy about my age, 17, entered. He had long black hair and soft brown eyes he was very pale and stocky, he had a large scar scross his left eye. He had a shiny Arcanine by his side. His face went from surprise to confusion to emotionless. “Magia! Overheat!” I cried.
“Koma, dodge it and use Dragon Pulse.” The boy said calmly.
Magia threw a blast of fire at Koma. It managed to hit Koma but he missed Magia. “Koma use Extreme Speed then Thunder Fang!” he said smoothly.
“Magia us-“ I couldn’t finish because the Arcanine used Extreme Speed and was about to use Thunder Fang when I finished “-use Confuse Ray!”
Koma’s eyes swirled and he paused momentarily, long enough for me to get a good revenge move in. “Magia use Payback!”
She charges at the confused Koma surrounded in an almost dark aura. The boy was yelling commands at the Arcanine desperately until Magia made the attack. Koma snapped out of it but then I cried “Magia use Attract.”
Yellow hearts surround Magia as she poses. They hit Koma and he stares at her with huge hearts in his eyes. The boy groans and mumbles some choice words. I laugh and the boy says “I give up!”
I nod and smirk. Magia walks up beside me and I pet her and praise her. Koma is getting out of infatuation quickly. “Who are you?” I ask.
“Kori, what’s yours?” he asks.
“The name is Natalie, I’m one of the Forgotten.” I say.
“That’s cool…. I’m Cyrus’s son…” Kori says sheepishly.
WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?
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Ok cliffhanger and short... sorry honestly