A lone Gardevoir stares up at the cloudy night sky, tears slowly forming as she reaches up to feel the ugly scar that will now forever mar her face. Having been lost for weeks somewhere in the Jhoto region, she looks around the unfamiliar place, in search of food and shelter.
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She was brought here as a young Kirlia, her trainer wanting her to evolve into a swift and strong Gallade. Soon after finding out that his Kirlia was a female when his dawn stone didn't work, he dropped her off near Cherrygrove City, Leaving her heartbroken and in pain. Soon after, she vowed not to trust anybody again.
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She teleported to the nearest town, dizzy from hunger and afraid of the rain that was surely to come. She found an Oran berry bush and greedily took them all, not sure when she would see food again. She felt the cool drops of rain start to come at a steady pace. She fled to the nearest place, a big house with a wraparound porch. She looked inside the window, and gave a small smile at the pretty scene she saw.
Two children were playing by the fire, rolling around on the rug, and tripping up their parents. They don't know true pain. Don't know what's its like to be abandoned by the one you loved the most. A young Growlithe waltzed in, looking like it was asleep a few minutes before. The small children turned their attention to the Growlithe. He looked content when they rubbed his belly and told him what a good boy he is and how much they love him.
"Just remember young one, happiness has a cost. Enjoy it while you can."
The Growlithe looked up and out the window at her, and gave a small nod. Good, he understood.
Walking off the porch, she see's a Old Pidgeot and her baby, huddled to get warm. This mad her anger boil over, why did everyone have somebody? A mother, a brother or sister, or at least a friend? "i don't have anyone. Or anywhere to go." Did any of then know what it's like to be truly alone? To have pain so intense, you cringed? To want to scream, yell, cry out for somebody to come and pull you out form this despair, the pain of being so utterly alone? To-
"Yes child, you are not alone." What? How did she-
"Your psychic projection is very strong for someone your age. I could tell how much pain and sorrow you have. Tell me child, what happened to make you so heavyhearted? The Pidgeot scooted closer to her, trying to keep her and her baby warm.
"What's your name young one?"
The Gardevoir decided to take a chance...
The name my trainer gave me was Mynn... but I guess now my name is what my mother gave me.. Luna
"Child, tell me more.."
Authors note
Do you like it? I Honestly think I could do better, but it's my first story.. Yaknow? well, If a lot of people like it, then I'll keep writing, but if nobody's reading it. I'm going to move on.
bye!