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A Forgotten Legend
Prologue
It all started with my trainer giving me and his other Pokemon to his youngest son. I didn't know about this until I was let out of my Pokeball... and this is where the story begins...
Chapter 1
The Beginning
I was asleep in my Pokeball when he called upon me. I woke because of the blinding flash of white light that signals my release. I opened my eyes to find myself in a large grove of trees facing another Pokemon. The Pokemon was a tiny blue and white bear with big ears and a large icicle hanging out of it's right nostril. It was a Cubchoo. Then someone behind me yelled "Use Dragon Rage!" That voice. That is not my trainer's voice. "Come on! Don't just stand there! Attack!" And then the person standing behind the Cubchoo who I had not noticed up until now yelled "Cubchoo! Use ice beam!" The tiny Pokemon looked at me and said in a high pitched voice "You're going down!" And then it let loose with a thin fluctuating beam of pale blue light. It simply glanced off of me without even leaving a scratch and then flew over to the right and hit a tree about two hundred feet away which shattered into millions of tiny pieces with a sound like a gunshot. I retaliated by swiping at its head. It tried to dodge it but barely moved before I hit it and it was sent flying into a tree which it went straight through. And then it hit another tree which it went straight through also. And then another tree and another, and on and on until it got to the twenty-first tree where it hit the tree and stopped with a resounding thud and fell to the ground, out cold leaving a sizable dent on the tree where it had slammed into it. Then the person behind me yelled "Ha! And you call that thing of yours one of the strongest Pokemon on earth!? That thing is weaker than a Cleffa!" "But how is this possible!? I beat some of the strongest trainers in the world with this Cubchoo! I don't get it!" "Yeah well undoubtedly my Pokemon is at a different level than yours!" "It can't be! Nothing is that strong! And where did you get that thing anyways! I've never seen or heard of anything like that in my entire life!" "My dad gave it to me when he quit Pokemon training five years ago when I was twelve. He said not to use it unless I was facing one of the most elite trainers. And you are supposedly one of the strongest trainers in the world so I decided to use it against you!" My trainer quit! So this is his son. If my trainer trusted his son with me then I will trust his son too...
Any comments and help with my writing are welcome. I'm not really a writer I just felt like doing something different for a change so I sat down and wrote this. Hope everyone who reads this enjoys that and thanks for any future comments and help. I will post another chapter quite soon.
Prologue
It all started with my trainer giving me and his other Pokemon to his youngest son. I didn't know about this until I was let out of my Pokeball... and this is where the story begins...
Chapter 1
The Beginning
I was asleep in my Pokeball when he called upon me. I woke because of the blinding flash of white light that signals my release. I opened my eyes to find myself in a large grove of trees facing another Pokemon. The Pokemon was a tiny blue and white bear with big ears and a large icicle hanging out of it's right nostril. It was a Cubchoo. Then someone behind me yelled "Use Dragon Rage!" That voice. That is not my trainer's voice. "Come on! Don't just stand there! Attack!" And then the person standing behind the Cubchoo who I had not noticed up until now yelled "Cubchoo! Use ice beam!" The tiny Pokemon looked at me and said in a high pitched voice "You're going down!" And then it let loose with a thin fluctuating beam of pale blue light. It simply glanced off of me without even leaving a scratch and then flew over to the right and hit a tree about two hundred feet away which shattered into millions of tiny pieces with a sound like a gunshot. I retaliated by swiping at its head. It tried to dodge it but barely moved before I hit it and it was sent flying into a tree which it went straight through. And then it hit another tree which it went straight through also. And then another tree and another, and on and on until it got to the twenty-first tree where it hit the tree and stopped with a resounding thud and fell to the ground, out cold leaving a sizable dent on the tree where it had slammed into it. Then the person behind me yelled "Ha! And you call that thing of yours one of the strongest Pokemon on earth!? That thing is weaker than a Cleffa!" "But how is this possible!? I beat some of the strongest trainers in the world with this Cubchoo! I don't get it!" "Yeah well undoubtedly my Pokemon is at a different level than yours!" "It can't be! Nothing is that strong! And where did you get that thing anyways! I've never seen or heard of anything like that in my entire life!" "My dad gave it to me when he quit Pokemon training five years ago when I was twelve. He said not to use it unless I was facing one of the most elite trainers. And you are supposedly one of the strongest trainers in the world so I decided to use it against you!" My trainer quit! So this is his son. If my trainer trusted his son with me then I will trust his son too...
Any comments and help with my writing are welcome. I'm not really a writer I just felt like doing something different for a change so I sat down and wrote this. Hope everyone who reads this enjoys that and thanks for any future comments and help. I will post another chapter quite soon.
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