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Author: Zinico PM
You write, you work, your proud. But then the next chapter becomes more of a hassle. eventually you wonder what your doing, and why. You've lost interest in your writing. Looking back, you don't want to throw away your stories. So, as a last resort, I have opened these pokemon based writes to the public for anyone to use. I do not endorse stealing, so don't do it to other story'sRated: Fiction K - English - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,960 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 05-31-11 - Published: 05-07-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6973240
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The Vulpix entanglement
Note that this story is best understood by pokemon soul silver players, maybe heart gold
Chapter one, the low one.
Vulpix limped back to her night place, the nest under a bush just off of rout 37. This was the half of her life that she had known for the time. Her only other place was the poke ball of a trainer that eventuly released her to make room in his boxes. Then she lived her life as a wild pokemon. She did not commune with the other wilds. She was a reject among Vulpix. She was the only wild Vulpix to be only a level four. So she was last pick of berry trees or meat spots [no, not made of other pokemon.]
She had just suffered a defeat from another trainer passing by trying to catch one of her peers, a stantler, or just training one of their own pokemon. She thought of it as unfair, but as her pride as a wild pokemon, she could not run from a battle. [except for the sissy pokemon of legions, whatever they where.] she curled up, and mentally prepared for another day in life.
One unlucky back story latter…
The grass in frount of her russeled infront of her, and she crouched down, trying to hide. So far, this had been her lucky day. She got some really good bushel of Oran berries and did not half to wait or share, and so far no trainer had battled or even walked through yet. She did not hate trainers, and rarely wished for one, but they were a pain filled nuisance.
But low and behold, the trainer walked right up to her and threw a poke ball. Out popped a little brown figure, about her height, and even looked somewhat like her spiecies. But it was different. It had white markings, and probably was a normal type.
The trainer slid a red glass thing over his left eye, and gazed at a point just above her head. He seemed to contemplate what he saw. She looked, but Vulpix saw nothing of interest. Again, on wild pokemon honer, she did not attack till the oppositions trainer gave a command. She waited. She watched as he mouthed a human word that she had not herd before, but like all pokemon, understood "perfect"
The trainer pointed, an obvious gesture of a command. " fire storm [don't judge what I named my eevee] , use quick attack!" the creature shot forward, and befor she could react, ran right into Vulpix. She4 being weak, she was already on her last hp after that. She retaliated with a point blank shot with her strongest move. A ghostly white flame appeared, and struck the eevee squarly, leaving an obviously painful burn.
Vulpix set up to use imprison, because she knew quick attack as well. But instead the trainer reached into his bag. She expected some kind of healing medicine. But she saw nothing as he recoiled his had. He seamed to be cradling something in his hand. The trainers hand twitched, and something expanded till she saw what it was. It was a ball with a red section, a button of some sort, and a white section. He held it up, and with a strong throw.
She had yet to expect what was happening. It hit her squarly in the center of her head, and it opened up. She felt herself being pulled into the ball, and a familier sensation filled her. She struggled, but only a little. She had no streangth left, and she liked the idea of taking things easy in a pokemon box, even for a little bit. She expected to suddenly be placed in a spot where there was food with some professor. But the sensation never came. She remained in the ball. She looked around. She was in a new pokemon habitat. There was some meat in a pile in a corner, and a lake just for her.
She guessed that the trainer had not filled his quota of six pokemon, so she would stay with him till further notice. She walked over to the pile. All she had to do now was wait…
Note. Warriors fans, I have already writen a story about a mistirios cat who seeks the clans. Its called warriors, return of firepaw. Please read it…