Everything was quiet. All there was to separate the silence was the wind that whistled, as the tree's branches blew gently to the melody, that's it. No birds chirping up high in the trees, no crickets making… whatever they do
In the middle of the woods, laid an orange lizard known as a "charmander" walking in a dirt path, climbing over any logs that stood laid in the dirt path.
The small lizard shivered, as he wrapped his tiny arms for warmth. It was already cold in the woods, but with the chilling wind, it made it much worse. And sure, he's a fire type, but charmander's are young, meaning their flames are weak as well.
As a young pokemon that always loved to cause mischief, he always loved to hide from his parents. Sure, they would always be angry at him for doing so, but over time, the yells of his parents became less harsh to tolerate and now doesn't show much emotion towards them. However, today was different. For once, he felt genuinely disturbing stumbling deep inside the woods. Which is weird, as he usually loved going inside the woods, exploring new things he had never yet seen.
With his heart beating faster and faster from fear, he decided it would be best to just head back home, and maybe he could even get home before his parents find out that he was missing.
But, before he turned back to the direction of his home, his fear came true.
And what was that?
Well, it was only just the most blood cuddled scream he had ever heard in his life.
The charmander had to place his paw hard over his ears, in an attempt to block out the scream, but of course, the loud ear piercing scream managed to still give piece painfully through his ear.
As the scream had occurred, his heart sank, only for his heart to beat faster than ever.
What on earth was that? He thought to himself, as he held his sore beating heart. He knew, whatever made that blood-curdling scream must be in great danger. But, how will he face the courage to the said pokemon?
Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he charged blindly, from where he heard the scream. Doing so, caused him to discover a misdreavus badly hurt, as two seemly male pokemon, to which one was a machop and the other pokemon was a combusken were standing above the misdreavus.
"Oh man, just think how much money we could get for selling this misdreavus?" The combusken said in a deep male voice, as he made a hand-rubbing gesture with his claws, with a devilish smirk across his face.
The machop laughed, "Indeed it will friend. No longer, we have to scour for any scrapes once we sell this ghost girl in the black market."
Hearing that, the charmander knew he had to jump in and do something before it is too late.
Knowing that his possibilities are limited, he tried to step out of the bush, but his nervousness got the better of him, causing him to hide back behind the bush. But, unfortunately, he made the wrong move, causing the two attackers to go silent.
He gulped, as he knew that they had heard the bushes shake.
"Mike, did you hear that?" The machop asked.
The combusken narrowed his eyes at the bush, as he answered the machop.
"Yeah. Someones here, be ready for any upcoming engagement!"
Knowing there is no turning back, the charmander walked out of the bush, trembling in fear. With him confronting the two big boys, they merely laughed the terrified charmander, as the machop grabbed the misdreavus by the neck and shoved her inside a large burlap sack, effectively capturing her.
The charmander thought that wouldn't work against a ghost, but then again, he never knew much about ghost types during his life.
However, there was no time to daydream, as he tried to tackle the machop to the ground. While he did make the machop drop the burlap sack, the machop himself, was too strong to be tackled to the ground by the charmander, and instead, the charmander just landed painfully on the machop's body.
Both the machop and the combusken smirked, as they gave the charmander the beat down he deserved. Combusken held him by his armpits, as the machop was the first in line to give the charmander a beat down. The machop threw a punch directly in the face, and then another one in the abdomen. The poor charmander tried his best to squirm free from the combusken, but to no avail.
After a whole minute of being of physical abuse, the machop finally stopped his beat down. Now, which was once a cute little charmander is now reduced to an orange lizard covered in bruises and blood. However, he gulped as he saw the two males reactions with the disappearance of the mischievous.
The combusken slowly turned to the charmander, gifting him the death stare as well.
All the charmander could produce was a faint whimper, right before the combusken went ballistic at him.
"You fucking bitch!" The combusken said as he punched the charmander square in the head.
"Do you know how long we hunted down that misdreavus for? Well, I'll fucking tell you. DAYS! WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT FOR DAYS! And yet, here you are, trying to be a hero, causing even more misery to us. And you know what I have to say to that." The combusken said, as he pulled the charmander closer to his face, as the charmander could feel his hot and heavy breaths.
"DIE YOU PIECE OF FILTH!"
Unable to longer control his anger, combusken was about to end the charmanders life with a blast seed he had in his pouch, but before he could use it, the combusken felt a massive amount of force crashing down on the back of his skull, completely knocking him out.
The injured charmander turned to the machop and had found that the machop had suffered the same problem as well. Shocked, the charmander found that something with huge feet was standing above him.
And he knew exactly who's feet it was.
It was his father's.
Hey, sorry guys, but there will be a part 2 to this prologue, as there are a few more things to explain. Thank you for all your patience.