"The year was 1819. I was walking with my pokemon a small houndor. Who at the time was just a small little pup. He loved to play by taking things and just running withthem. He would run and find a place to hid them from me.
By now you you are probably wondering who I am. My name is Elizabeth Morrison. I led a smiple life. That was up until Houndor decided to take my handmade teddy bear and ran with it."
There in the middle of a very dense forest was a girl in a long flowing white dress. She had long flowing beautiful blond hair. It seemed to shine when the sunlight seemed to hit it. Her eyes held an innocence that only someone who has no worries or cares can have.
She seemed to be looking for something. She was running. She had followed her houndor into the dense clump of trees. She did finally spot him as he rushed into what looked like a very dark carven.
She followed him closely as she could. When she did reach the dog like pokemon, he was in a very large chamber. Others where there as well. As soon as she got there the chamber started to shake. She was scared and fightened of what could happen.
Her houndor was by her side. He had in all the confusion of everyone yelling and screaming had lost the pikachu shaped bear. He seemed to be trying to comfort Elizabeth who was on the ground holding her head between her arms.
As soon as the rumbling stoped she rushed out of the chamber. She came to a dense forest and just ran. She hoped that if she could make to the other side she would be free.
But she did not count on one thing. There were others there. Some were not so nice. Her mind was attacked by the wild people who once were just like her. She fought oh did she fight.
Eventually she lost the will to leave about a year later when her brother came to look for her. He could not find a trace of her anywhere. He died in the chamber when one of the people who had been there before her attacked the next group ariving.
Her brother was lost and all that she was able to take away was a well crafted necklace that was in the shape of a guitar. She had kept that necklace for many years. She felt that her conection to the chamber was lost somehow. It twisted her mind. She became something she hated.
Soon not even her brother's necklace could have saved her from being turned into the entity's pawn. Though when one of the groups took her brother's necklace and found a way out of the chamber she became unstoppable. She had found that if she gave into the dark presence she could find a way to make all others pay for what they had done to her.
Her mind was lost. It seemed as if nothing could save her. With her item taken from the chamber and a necklace that belonged to her brother taken right out of her grasp she had nothing to lose.
"Could there be anyway to bring back her mind from the dark place it was thrown into? Well we will find out as the protagonists make their was through the dark realm and try to find their way back to their own."
By now you you are probably wondering who I am. My name is Elizabeth Morrison. I led a smiple life. That was up until Houndor decided to take my handmade teddy bear and ran with it."
There in the middle of a very dense forest was a girl in a long flowing white dress. She had long flowing beautiful blond hair. It seemed to shine when the sunlight seemed to hit it. Her eyes held an innocence that only someone who has no worries or cares can have.
She seemed to be looking for something. She was running. She had followed her houndor into the dense clump of trees. She did finally spot him as he rushed into what looked like a very dark carven.
She followed him closely as she could. When she did reach the dog like pokemon, he was in a very large chamber. Others where there as well. As soon as she got there the chamber started to shake. She was scared and fightened of what could happen.
Her houndor was by her side. He had in all the confusion of everyone yelling and screaming had lost the pikachu shaped bear. He seemed to be trying to comfort Elizabeth who was on the ground holding her head between her arms.
As soon as the rumbling stoped she rushed out of the chamber. She came to a dense forest and just ran. She hoped that if she could make to the other side she would be free.
But she did not count on one thing. There were others there. Some were not so nice. Her mind was attacked by the wild people who once were just like her. She fought oh did she fight.
Eventually she lost the will to leave about a year later when her brother came to look for her. He could not find a trace of her anywhere. He died in the chamber when one of the people who had been there before her attacked the next group ariving.
Her brother was lost and all that she was able to take away was a well crafted necklace that was in the shape of a guitar. She had kept that necklace for many years. She felt that her conection to the chamber was lost somehow. It twisted her mind. She became something she hated.
Soon not even her brother's necklace could have saved her from being turned into the entity's pawn. Though when one of the groups took her brother's necklace and found a way out of the chamber she became unstoppable. She had found that if she gave into the dark presence she could find a way to make all others pay for what they had done to her.
Her mind was lost. It seemed as if nothing could save her. With her item taken from the chamber and a necklace that belonged to her brother taken right out of her grasp she had nothing to lose.
"Could there be anyway to bring back her mind from the dark place it was thrown into? Well we will find out as the protagonists make their was through the dark realm and try to find their way back to their own."