Prologue
Hello there. I'm a Ditto. A shiny Ditto. My name is Deeanay. Let that run through your mind for a moment. Did you get the oh so funny pun, thought up by my ex-human overlords? Good. For all intents and purposes, call me Deean. I have a story to tell. A story full of love and adventure. With battles won, and battles lost. A story full of moral choices you can't wait for your protagonist to make! Okay, I exaggerate a little bit. But it is a rather good story, if I say so myself.
Naturally, I take a part in this story, as it is all about me. Well, me and my daughter, and a human child we pick up. See, look at that. Already, you can see where the love aspect is falling into place, huh? And you thought I was gonna meet a nice lady-Ditto, huh? Whelp, it ain't gonna happen. Ditto are genderless, FYI. But I'm getting off topic.
Where was I? Ah yes, trying to convince you to listen to my story. As I mentioned, I'm paired up with a human and my Poliwag daughter. What are we trying to do? Just set up a life for ourselves. Is that so hard to ask? But no, first we have to contend with misunderstanding champions, a rotten gang, and moronic back alley pokemon. It sounds good, doesn't it? Makes you want to stick around, huh? All that adventure and action? I'm glad our misery pleases you.
So, this is the end of my little monologue. I sound lighthearted, but we went through some pretty hard times. Nothing would please me more than someone who would take a little time out of their day to just listen to what I have to say. Or you can leave. No one is making you stay. Either way, enjoy the rest of your day… unless you are leaving. Then you can rot in the distortion world.
PS- Please, for the love of Mew, DON'T spay and neuter your pets. The heck is wrong with you humans?
So, there it is. The prologue to my first ever story. Don't worry, the actual chapters will be longer than this! Please feel free to flame. I just want feedback on what people think of this little tale. Also, I will keep refering to Deean as male, as just saying "it" sounds weird. And with that, enjoy! Au revoir!