Xionea
Half a centaur
Unknown Paradise
Hello everyone! Welcome to my first Fan Fiction. I hope you read it and enjoy it. There will be intense battles and drama, so if you want that, then you came to the right place. I hope you continue to follow the story as it won't be an obsessively long one. Well, hope you enjoy the beginning!
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Chapter 1: A tragedy
10 years ago, there was a war between humans and Pokemon. Arceus led the Pokemon. The war didn't last long and before we knew it, 80% of the human population was wiped, leaving a mere 20% of us to survive. Arceus took a majority of the Pokemon and left without a trace.
Due to the war, the world was left in ruins; buildings destroyed, trees uprooted, rivers dried up.
We've managed to slightly build the world back after those 10 years. Unfortunately, we heavily rely on the Pokemon's help now more than ever, but with so few Pokemon now, its been a big problem.
Finding a Pokemon in the wild is a huge deal. When one is spotted, we do our best to become friends with it. We don't try to hurt it and then try to capture it in a pokeball. If the Pokemon trusts someone, it'll then go inside a pokeball. That indicates its respect for the trainer.
I only own two Pokemon. My best friend has one. Most people don't even have a Pokemon. So I guess you could say I'm one of the luckier people.
In the small town I live in, everyone has to pitch in to help out with the community. I play with and take care of the town's Pokemon. There's only 12 of them, so it isn't very difficult. My friend, Elizabeth, helps out from time to time. Some people work with the grass and rock Pokemon to build homes and roads. Others, like the mayor, keep everything in running order.
The sound of shoes on gravel hits my ears. With no grass for miles, it's so easy to hear someone approach you.
"How's everyone doing today, Alice?" Elizabeth, who I like to call Lizzie, asks with a high pitched tone in her voice.
"Everyone's doing fine," I smile and say. "Plusle and Minun and exhausted from charging the electricity today, though."
"I'm not surprised. They're the only electric Pokemon we have. I'm happy that they haven't left us."
"I think they enjoy it here. There are other Pokemon that they get to play with after they charge the electricity. That wouldn't be possible out in the wild," I tell her.
"That's true." Elizabeth bends down and picks up Plusle. "Plus, I don't want any of these cuties to leave us. My heart would break!" She tickles Plusle, making it laugh with happiness.
I look at the laughing Plusle and all of the other Pokemon that seem to be enjoying themselves. "Hey, Lizzie?" I ask.
She's still smiling as she cuddles the small bundle of electricity, "Yeah?"
"Do you believe in the Pokemon Paradise?"
"The place that Arceus supposedly brought a majority of the Pokemon to after the war? Can't say I truly do. It would need to be a big area, and if it really exists, you'd think someone would have found it by now, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so..." I say with a bit of disappointment.
I was hoping I wasn't the only one who believed in that place. If my best friend believed in it too, I would have been ecstatic. But even she doesn't believe it exists.
My goal is to find the Pokemon Paradise. I want to mend the relationship with Pokemon and humans. Arceus was too harsh to begin that war in my opinion.
Just as I was about to try to change Lizzie's mind, I heard screaming.
Lizzie jumps up, "What's going on?"
I look up and see smoke billowing up in the distance, "That doesn't look good." I motion to the mayor's Kingler, "Help me put out that fire!"
The Kingler snaps its pincers and scurries alongside me.
We reach the location of the fire with Lizzie a few paces behind us. The wooden buildings our town is made up of are engulfed in flames. The fires are way too big for one water Pokemon to extinguish by itself. "Kingler, use water gun on the fires. Try to put them out!"
The Kingler obliges and starts shooting a stream of water at the flames. Luckily, since I take care of the Pokemon, Kingler obeys me, regardless that I'm not its owner.
"How did this happen?" I ask the nearest person.
"I'm not sure, but I think a Pokemon did this," the man responds.
I scan the dry land, looking for any sort of fire type around that could have caused this. However, I did notice a young girl standing in front of one of the burning buildings.
"Get away from there!" I yell at her.
She doesn't respond to my yelling.
Frustrated, I run over to her and grab her arm, "Didn't you hear me?"
The young girl looks at my face with her red eyes that felt like they were staring into my soul. "Isn't it beautiful?" she asks with a monotonous tone.
"Wha-? Are you insane? You could get hurt from standing this close to the flames! C'mon, lets move."
I try to pull her away, but she was like a brick wall and wouldn't budge an inch.
"Volcarona. Get her off of me," she says.
There's no way she owns a Volcarona, I think to myself. Boy, was I wrong.
My back begins to feel extremely hot, and I realize why.
With a quick 180, I see the large 5 foot long moth staring at me. Sweat begins to form on my back; part from the heat beating off of its wings, part from pure terror.
The Volcarona stares at me with kaleidoscope eyes filled with anger and rage. It must be because it thinks I'm hurting its master. The moth screeches, pulls in close to me, and locks its stubby arms around my body. It pulls me up in the air as I release the girl's arm. The wind as we take off whips my blond hair all over my face, partly obscuring my vision. 20 feet in the air. 40 feet. 60 feet. The higher up we go, the more I hyperventilate.
The terror I feel ignites even more. My body screams at me to struggle free, but my brain knows better. The Volcarona can easily kill me if it drops me at this height.
By the time we reach almost half a mile up in the air, I look down and see something that terrifies me.
The entire town is now in flames.
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