As of the date In the Pokemon world: 7/23/18
Hi, My name is J, or at least what my birth name is. I'm a ralts that lives in the hoenn region with my 2 parents, Gardevoir & Gallade, as well as my 3 other ralts siblings. I'm the weak one. The small one. The out of shape one. I'm tiny, only 10 inches tall. My oldest sibling is 2 ft! I suck at battling and nobody likes me, except my parents. Everyone calls me speck because of this. Why do I even live...
One day, I was running around in route 102. In this area, newer trainers usually catch their first Pokemon. But I can't be caught. If I do, my parents will think I'm dead. I'm already dead on the inside, so why don't just finish up the other half and get it over with? I saw a child with a snapback hat and a yellow shirt, with him and his zigzagoon prancing around the patches of grass. I fled the meadow as I ran into the woods to be encountered by my 3 siblings standing there, waiting for me. I just said "Hey." My sister looked at me with gleaming eyes, like the ones on a glalie. They circled
me in the grove, containing any space for me to get out of their area. "Don't enter our territory!" The smallest boy said. The 3 ralts did a practice of combining their hands together and sending a powerful psybeam right to me. Not knowing any moves, I tried to run, but see I'm not that fast. The suspension from the powerful move teleported me high into the air, with me falling out of the sky. I soon hit my head on a tree branch, then hitting the ground, causing a small crater right in the exact same spot where I was hit with the move. unfortunately, I was losing blood. My siblings where nowhere to be seen. Soon, my parents came to me. "J!" "Are you okay!" "Let's get you to the Pokemon center quickly!" My mother teleported us to the Pokemon center in Odale Town, where I was rushed to the front desk and received by a pink-haired lady. I was put in a bed and gave pills, put to sleep, and woke up feeling normal. As soon as my eyes burnt against the vivid lights of the room, I saw my two parents waiting for me, having a concerned stern on their face. I jumped out of the bed, and my dad took my hand. We strolled out of the Pokemon center shortly after. My mom told me: "I think you should take it easy, that looked like it hurt." We walked into our secret dwelling, which was just a flipped over dead tree with some big sticks on top of it. I didn't think much of it. Soon enough, my parents "bed," (which was really a fur for some Pokemon that's not around here), was piled on by me and my parents. Night comes as I slowly drift asleep. I had a dream. I was running around in rustboro city, little kids chasing after me. One of them picks me up by my neck and throws me in the water. As I panic, trying not to drown. I feel myself losing air, as I anchor down to the sandy oceanfloor. A sharpedo passes by me, awkwardly smiling, wondering why a stupid little baby ralts is at the bottom of the ocean floor. Soon, a weird Pokemon comes out from behind me and swallows me whole, with my blood and body going everywhere. My shuttering eyes widened as I was still alive, sliding down a pokemon's throat. (Author's Note: The Pokemon that ate him was not sharpedo.)
I woke up as two ralts where dragging me by my feet. I pretended to be asleep, but I knew it was my small brother and my sister. They skidded me across jagged terrain, poking holes in my furry skin.
(Author's Note Again: The green bowl thing on ralts is hair, not a helmet.) I was continuously dragged, until I approached a beach. It was the same exact one in the dream. I slightly open my eyes, until my oldest brother picks up a big rock, and smashes it on my face. My eyes, nose, ears, and mouth were gushing blood. Whatever. I'm the weak one. My oldest brother takes a huge blade-like rock and drops it on my neck. My sister spoke. "We will take you to the Pokemon center If you don't tell mom & dad." They were probably fibbing and just going to kill me anyway. Turns out they actually brought me there. I was fully healed. My oldest brother turns over to me, pretending to be nice. "Hey, bro, go to Petalburg woods in 3 hours.
3 hours later...
I walk into petalburg woods, looking around. I saw a trainer decked in blood. All of the Pokemon were dead. Was I reliving this dream? I walked through some patches of grass, only to see some dead cascoons as well as one slakoth for variety. I was scared. I started staring at the trees, only to step on something weird. It was my dead mother and father. My dad's blades had been diced, as well as my mom. I continued, only to get ambushed by my 3 siblings. My Oldest brother welcomed me. "Hello, fellow sibling. Today we made an easy game for you. You are going to learn some new moves!" My sister spoke. "This poke-ball has a little puny Pokemon for you to beat. Give it all you got! My older brother & sister got out of the way as my other brother started the battle. 3...2...1... GO! My siblings fled. A huge dragon came out. It looked like something bagon evolved into... It roared at me. They did this on purpose. They set this up. The dragon reached out with it's claw and struck me in the back. I kept on running. I made it around the corner, to hide in a bush, only to see the remains of my siblings. I didn't know who's body belonged to who. They became once more of the mess. I ran for it. I had been diagnosed with a disability where I couldn't get adrenalin. I sure needed some. I ran to the exit of the forest, only to look around, and see a roaring fire beam scorch my back, making my cuts from the dragon even worse. I kept running, but I saw the shadow of a big leg about to level me. Time to run. I don't know If I'm dead or not. But for the first time in a long await, I had a reason to live.
Hi, My name is J, or at least what my birth name is. I'm a ralts that lives in the hoenn region with my 2 parents, Gardevoir & Gallade, as well as my 3 other ralts siblings. I'm the weak one. The small one. The out of shape one. I'm tiny, only 10 inches tall. My oldest sibling is 2 ft! I suck at battling and nobody likes me, except my parents. Everyone calls me speck because of this. Why do I even live...
One day, I was running around in route 102. In this area, newer trainers usually catch their first Pokemon. But I can't be caught. If I do, my parents will think I'm dead. I'm already dead on the inside, so why don't just finish up the other half and get it over with? I saw a child with a snapback hat and a yellow shirt, with him and his zigzagoon prancing around the patches of grass. I fled the meadow as I ran into the woods to be encountered by my 3 siblings standing there, waiting for me. I just said "Hey." My sister looked at me with gleaming eyes, like the ones on a glalie. They circled
me in the grove, containing any space for me to get out of their area. "Don't enter our territory!" The smallest boy said. The 3 ralts did a practice of combining their hands together and sending a powerful psybeam right to me. Not knowing any moves, I tried to run, but see I'm not that fast. The suspension from the powerful move teleported me high into the air, with me falling out of the sky. I soon hit my head on a tree branch, then hitting the ground, causing a small crater right in the exact same spot where I was hit with the move. unfortunately, I was losing blood. My siblings where nowhere to be seen. Soon, my parents came to me. "J!" "Are you okay!" "Let's get you to the Pokemon center quickly!" My mother teleported us to the Pokemon center in Odale Town, where I was rushed to the front desk and received by a pink-haired lady. I was put in a bed and gave pills, put to sleep, and woke up feeling normal. As soon as my eyes burnt against the vivid lights of the room, I saw my two parents waiting for me, having a concerned stern on their face. I jumped out of the bed, and my dad took my hand. We strolled out of the Pokemon center shortly after. My mom told me: "I think you should take it easy, that looked like it hurt." We walked into our secret dwelling, which was just a flipped over dead tree with some big sticks on top of it. I didn't think much of it. Soon enough, my parents "bed," (which was really a fur for some Pokemon that's not around here), was piled on by me and my parents. Night comes as I slowly drift asleep. I had a dream. I was running around in rustboro city, little kids chasing after me. One of them picks me up by my neck and throws me in the water. As I panic, trying not to drown. I feel myself losing air, as I anchor down to the sandy oceanfloor. A sharpedo passes by me, awkwardly smiling, wondering why a stupid little baby ralts is at the bottom of the ocean floor. Soon, a weird Pokemon comes out from behind me and swallows me whole, with my blood and body going everywhere. My shuttering eyes widened as I was still alive, sliding down a pokemon's throat. (Author's Note: The Pokemon that ate him was not sharpedo.)
I woke up as two ralts where dragging me by my feet. I pretended to be asleep, but I knew it was my small brother and my sister. They skidded me across jagged terrain, poking holes in my furry skin.
(Author's Note Again: The green bowl thing on ralts is hair, not a helmet.) I was continuously dragged, until I approached a beach. It was the same exact one in the dream. I slightly open my eyes, until my oldest brother picks up a big rock, and smashes it on my face. My eyes, nose, ears, and mouth were gushing blood. Whatever. I'm the weak one. My oldest brother takes a huge blade-like rock and drops it on my neck. My sister spoke. "We will take you to the Pokemon center If you don't tell mom & dad." They were probably fibbing and just going to kill me anyway. Turns out they actually brought me there. I was fully healed. My oldest brother turns over to me, pretending to be nice. "Hey, bro, go to Petalburg woods in 3 hours.
3 hours later...
I walk into petalburg woods, looking around. I saw a trainer decked in blood. All of the Pokemon were dead. Was I reliving this dream? I walked through some patches of grass, only to see some dead cascoons as well as one slakoth for variety. I was scared. I started staring at the trees, only to step on something weird. It was my dead mother and father. My dad's blades had been diced, as well as my mom. I continued, only to get ambushed by my 3 siblings. My Oldest brother welcomed me. "Hello, fellow sibling. Today we made an easy game for you. You are going to learn some new moves!" My sister spoke. "This poke-ball has a little puny Pokemon for you to beat. Give it all you got! My older brother & sister got out of the way as my other brother started the battle. 3...2...1... GO! My siblings fled. A huge dragon came out. It looked like something bagon evolved into... It roared at me. They did this on purpose. They set this up. The dragon reached out with it's claw and struck me in the back. I kept on running. I made it around the corner, to hide in a bush, only to see the remains of my siblings. I didn't know who's body belonged to who. They became once more of the mess. I ran for it. I had been diagnosed with a disability where I couldn't get adrenalin. I sure needed some. I ran to the exit of the forest, only to look around, and see a roaring fire beam scorch my back, making my cuts from the dragon even worse. I kept running, but I saw the shadow of a big leg about to level me. Time to run. I don't know If I'm dead or not. But for the first time in a long await, I had a reason to live.