scyther dude
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This is my first story, so bear with me on the (badness). I hope you enjoy the story! This that I just posted is the prolouge. Here we goes...
The Rage of Evolution
Outside of Azalea Town – Jhoto Region
Two young children ran through the meadow apparently in the middle of some imaginary game. They both appeared to be about five or six years old.
“I’m gonna get you!” the young boy exclaimed, “Nobody can get away from scyther!”
The young girl running from the boy squealed in laughter and ran as fast as her small legs could go. “I’m gonna be the first one to do it!” she said amid her laughter.
“No way!” the boy yelled running faster to catch the girl. They ran, laughing, into the forest fringing the small meadow. They ran on tagging each other and switching who was the Scyther until they were out of breath. They sat under an ancient tree near the beach to catch their breath. This beach was only a mile outside of Azalea Town so they had no chance of getting lost.
“That was so much fun,” the young boy said, “I could play that forever.”
“That’s silly, why would you wanna play that forever?” the girl questioned, “You would never get your own Pokemon then.”
“Oh yeah,” the boy said, “I forgot about that.”
“How could you-what’s that?” the girl was distracted half through her reply by seeing a large, pure-white oval shape sticking out of sand. She and the boy got up and ran over to the thing. It was bigger than either of them.
“What is it?” the boy wondered.
“I dunno,” the girl replied, “is it an egg?”
“Maybe,” the boy said, “I’m gonna touch it.”
“Wait!” the girl said, “It my not like being touched.”
“I don’t think so,” the boy said, his hand already inches from the thing. He quickly reached out and touched it. The egg shifted in the sand and the girl screamed.
Together than ran back to the trees and hid there. They peered back at the egg, but it hadn’t moved again. They moved back to the egg and the boy touched it again.
“See,” the boy said, “I told you it won’t care if we touch it.”
“Are you sure?” the girl still didn’t seem as convinced as he was.
“Come on and touch it,” the boy dared, “It won’t hurt you.”
The girl reached out and touched the egg. It didn’t move so she was satisfied. They then talked about what they could with it. Both agreed they wouldn’t show it to their parents. They moved the egg under the shade of one of the nearby trees. Over the next few weeks, they decorated it with flowers and various other things. They both spent a lot of time with the egg hoping it would hatch. Then, one day a month later, it started to crack.
“John! John! John! It’s happening!” the girl happily bubbled as she ran breathless into her friend’s house. She wasn’t as happy as she saw her friend. He was sitting in the corner of the living room crying. She walked over to him and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Sh-shes gone!” the boy chocked out. It was then that she saw that there were other people in the house. Even though didn’t know it, her friend’s mother had been sick for a long time and had died in the night.
“Johnathan?” a man called. He had just entered the room from an adjoining room. He had black hair and had a suit on. He walked over slowly and leaned down and said again, “Johnathan?” The man was clearly uncomfortable with talking to the boy. Knowing she should move, the girl moved over. Her thoughts were very confused
“Johnathan?” the man asked again. Johnathan looked up, finally registering that the man was talking to him. “You don’t know this, but I am your father,” the man said gently. He clearly wasn’t used to speaking kindly. “I am to take you home with me,” the man said.
“Where do you live?” Johnathan asked his eyes red.
“Far from here,” the man said, as though he was avoiding the question.
“What about my friends?” Johnathan asked his expression turning to panic.
“They can visit whenever they can,” the man said, “Come on, let’s go.” The man was impatient. Johnathan stood slowly and took the hand of his father. Johnathan’s father moved him quickly toward the door.
“Wait!” the girl said following them. Johnathan stopped, making his father have to stop too. He turned around and looked at the girl. “When will I see you again?”
Before Johnathan could answer, his father cut in saying, “Soon.” He then continued out the door making Johnathan have to keep walking also. Outside was a black car that had the back door open. The boy was ushered into the back seat quickly by his father. His father then followed inside, shutting the door. The car drove off down the road. The girl watched it disappear around a corner, sadder than she had been ever in her life. She never saw Johnathan again.
To be continued...
More posted every week or so. Any help with editing would be nice.
The Rage of Evolution
Outside of Azalea Town – Jhoto Region
Two young children ran through the meadow apparently in the middle of some imaginary game. They both appeared to be about five or six years old.
“I’m gonna get you!” the young boy exclaimed, “Nobody can get away from scyther!”
The young girl running from the boy squealed in laughter and ran as fast as her small legs could go. “I’m gonna be the first one to do it!” she said amid her laughter.
“No way!” the boy yelled running faster to catch the girl. They ran, laughing, into the forest fringing the small meadow. They ran on tagging each other and switching who was the Scyther until they were out of breath. They sat under an ancient tree near the beach to catch their breath. This beach was only a mile outside of Azalea Town so they had no chance of getting lost.
“That was so much fun,” the young boy said, “I could play that forever.”
“That’s silly, why would you wanna play that forever?” the girl questioned, “You would never get your own Pokemon then.”
“Oh yeah,” the boy said, “I forgot about that.”
“How could you-what’s that?” the girl was distracted half through her reply by seeing a large, pure-white oval shape sticking out of sand. She and the boy got up and ran over to the thing. It was bigger than either of them.
“What is it?” the boy wondered.
“I dunno,” the girl replied, “is it an egg?”
“Maybe,” the boy said, “I’m gonna touch it.”
“Wait!” the girl said, “It my not like being touched.”
“I don’t think so,” the boy said, his hand already inches from the thing. He quickly reached out and touched it. The egg shifted in the sand and the girl screamed.
Together than ran back to the trees and hid there. They peered back at the egg, but it hadn’t moved again. They moved back to the egg and the boy touched it again.
“See,” the boy said, “I told you it won’t care if we touch it.”
“Are you sure?” the girl still didn’t seem as convinced as he was.
“Come on and touch it,” the boy dared, “It won’t hurt you.”
The girl reached out and touched the egg. It didn’t move so she was satisfied. They then talked about what they could with it. Both agreed they wouldn’t show it to their parents. They moved the egg under the shade of one of the nearby trees. Over the next few weeks, they decorated it with flowers and various other things. They both spent a lot of time with the egg hoping it would hatch. Then, one day a month later, it started to crack.
“John! John! John! It’s happening!” the girl happily bubbled as she ran breathless into her friend’s house. She wasn’t as happy as she saw her friend. He was sitting in the corner of the living room crying. She walked over to him and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Sh-shes gone!” the boy chocked out. It was then that she saw that there were other people in the house. Even though didn’t know it, her friend’s mother had been sick for a long time and had died in the night.
“Johnathan?” a man called. He had just entered the room from an adjoining room. He had black hair and had a suit on. He walked over slowly and leaned down and said again, “Johnathan?” The man was clearly uncomfortable with talking to the boy. Knowing she should move, the girl moved over. Her thoughts were very confused
“Johnathan?” the man asked again. Johnathan looked up, finally registering that the man was talking to him. “You don’t know this, but I am your father,” the man said gently. He clearly wasn’t used to speaking kindly. “I am to take you home with me,” the man said.
“Where do you live?” Johnathan asked his eyes red.
“Far from here,” the man said, as though he was avoiding the question.
“What about my friends?” Johnathan asked his expression turning to panic.
“They can visit whenever they can,” the man said, “Come on, let’s go.” The man was impatient. Johnathan stood slowly and took the hand of his father. Johnathan’s father moved him quickly toward the door.
“Wait!” the girl said following them. Johnathan stopped, making his father have to stop too. He turned around and looked at the girl. “When will I see you again?”
Before Johnathan could answer, his father cut in saying, “Soon.” He then continued out the door making Johnathan have to keep walking also. Outside was a black car that had the back door open. The boy was ushered into the back seat quickly by his father. His father then followed inside, shutting the door. The car drove off down the road. The girl watched it disappear around a corner, sadder than she had been ever in her life. She never saw Johnathan again.
To be continued...
More posted every week or so. Any help with editing would be nice.