Life was great. I lived happily with my trainer in the Kalos Region. Until the incident...
It was crisp and warm summers eve and I was sitting happily with my Trainer. We were having dinner, and were just about to go to home for the evening. I scooped up several Pokepuffs with my long, wet, tongue. The taste of chocolate and strawberry hit my taste buds, filling me with joy. My trainer and I had just finished our lap around Kalos, losing out in the league. We finished our food and walked towards our home.
I stopped when the scent of blood hit me, like point blank shot gun. The sky darkened and a figured appeared atop Prism tower, his voice loomed across the sky, pounding into my ears. The mysterious voice roared across the city,"Humans, I know not why you use Pokémon as pawns, but you have chosen to force us to battle. Now you must pay for your sins. The ground of this city will be soaked in your Blood."
Black gashes appeared in the ground, gushing out darkness and red liquid substance seeped from the gash. Black and red tendrils skewered through citizens of the Lumiose City.
I looked in horror at the sight. Screams of dying families, pierced my ears. I looked to my trainer only to see him gasping for breath as he was strangled and dragged into the gashes in the street. The gashes closed, and the screams stopped. I looked around at the once lively city. The streets were desolate, not another being in site.
The voice came back this time cheerful," Pokémon, I now grant you the power you were waiting for. The power to be free!" I felt a sharp delightful pain in my body. I looked at my quaking hands. The hands I used to know were replaced with humnish hands covered in blue gloves... I was different...
To be continued...
It was crisp and warm summers eve and I was sitting happily with my Trainer. We were having dinner, and were just about to go to home for the evening. I scooped up several Pokepuffs with my long, wet, tongue. The taste of chocolate and strawberry hit my taste buds, filling me with joy. My trainer and I had just finished our lap around Kalos, losing out in the league. We finished our food and walked towards our home.
I stopped when the scent of blood hit me, like point blank shot gun. The sky darkened and a figured appeared atop Prism tower, his voice loomed across the sky, pounding into my ears. The mysterious voice roared across the city,"Humans, I know not why you use Pokémon as pawns, but you have chosen to force us to battle. Now you must pay for your sins. The ground of this city will be soaked in your Blood."
Black gashes appeared in the ground, gushing out darkness and red liquid substance seeped from the gash. Black and red tendrils skewered through citizens of the Lumiose City.
I looked in horror at the sight. Screams of dying families, pierced my ears. I looked to my trainer only to see him gasping for breath as he was strangled and dragged into the gashes in the street. The gashes closed, and the screams stopped. I looked around at the once lively city. The streets were desolate, not another being in site.
The voice came back this time cheerful," Pokémon, I now grant you the power you were waiting for. The power to be free!" I felt a sharp delightful pain in my body. I looked at my quaking hands. The hands I used to know were replaced with humnish hands covered in blue gloves... I was different...
To be continued...
