Friendship In Darkness
"Go away, you loudmouth trainer!" said the young boy at the door of the Gym. "You're a disgrace to trainers everywhere! Messing in things like...like THAT." He pointed to the Pokémon that followed me faithfully everywhere I went, never needing a pokéball, always ready to defend and protect me.
I looked down at her, too, and had to wonder what in the world this boy could be talking about. He had no idea how loyal my Pokémon were to me! I glared at the boy, anger flaring up against my will.
"You judge me by my Pokémon," I said accusingly, and he stepped back. "You think; that is, if you even have a mind to think with, that just because I train an Umbreon, I'm evil. As if you even had the knowledge to judge upon! Dark Pokémon are loyal and friendly, if you'd just take the time to realize it, but no one does. Sure, I'm different. But I'm not evil, and neither are my Pokémon. I wouldn't compete at this Gym now, not even if it IS for the Marsh Badge!" I turned and walked quickly away from the town and into the woods near Celadon.
THIS was where I kept my secret from Pokémon and trainers alike. From the front, it appeared to be nothing but a hut-like structure, but the inside was a different story. My anger vanished as I entered my house, and I smiled at the sight that awaited me.
Two Houndoom were gazing lovingly at six baby Houndour. There was still one egg, but that didn't worry me. These were wild Pokémon. They came of their free will, knowing that I would help them. Any and every Dark-type Pokémon knew where they could find me. And I wasn't the only one.
I released my other Pokémon to the freedom of the wilderness until I'd need them again to make it seem like I was an ordinary trainer. They always agreed without objections to be my Pokémon. That was how I'd gotten most of them. Because they agreed. Umbreon, however, had been wild.
I walked into the 'backyard', then, thinking of the story of how I'd gotten Umbreon. It seemed so long ago...
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Chapter two starts the story, beginning two years ago...but I'm not going to give anything away yet. Too exciting. If I get good reviews on this first fic of her adventures then I'll write more. ~The Darkness Master
"Go away, you loudmouth trainer!" said the young boy at the door of the Gym. "You're a disgrace to trainers everywhere! Messing in things like...like THAT." He pointed to the Pokémon that followed me faithfully everywhere I went, never needing a pokéball, always ready to defend and protect me.
I looked down at her, too, and had to wonder what in the world this boy could be talking about. He had no idea how loyal my Pokémon were to me! I glared at the boy, anger flaring up against my will.
"You judge me by my Pokémon," I said accusingly, and he stepped back. "You think; that is, if you even have a mind to think with, that just because I train an Umbreon, I'm evil. As if you even had the knowledge to judge upon! Dark Pokémon are loyal and friendly, if you'd just take the time to realize it, but no one does. Sure, I'm different. But I'm not evil, and neither are my Pokémon. I wouldn't compete at this Gym now, not even if it IS for the Marsh Badge!" I turned and walked quickly away from the town and into the woods near Celadon.
THIS was where I kept my secret from Pokémon and trainers alike. From the front, it appeared to be nothing but a hut-like structure, but the inside was a different story. My anger vanished as I entered my house, and I smiled at the sight that awaited me.
Two Houndoom were gazing lovingly at six baby Houndour. There was still one egg, but that didn't worry me. These were wild Pokémon. They came of their free will, knowing that I would help them. Any and every Dark-type Pokémon knew where they could find me. And I wasn't the only one.
I released my other Pokémon to the freedom of the wilderness until I'd need them again to make it seem like I was an ordinary trainer. They always agreed without objections to be my Pokémon. That was how I'd gotten most of them. Because they agreed. Umbreon, however, had been wild.
I walked into the 'backyard', then, thinking of the story of how I'd gotten Umbreon. It seemed so long ago...
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Chapter two starts the story, beginning two years ago...but I'm not going to give anything away yet. Too exciting. If I get good reviews on this first fic of her adventures then I'll write more. ~The Darkness Master
