Please don't blame me...my mind works in mysterious ways... Anyways, this is a one-shot...if you want me to continue it, please review it with ideas for it. Thank You!
I DON'T OWN POKEMON OR ANYTHING THAT PORTAINS TO IT! I do own what my mind makes up though.
Touko White looked at her pokemon. She called over her Ninetails, Mystic, and scratched her ears. Ninetails was just an injured, scared Vulpix that she took in.
Ninetails looked at her trainer and felt a powerful aura surround her. "What does this power mean," Ninetails thought. She looked over to the Flygon, Sound, flying through the air with ease. Then to Touko's other pokemon: Serpent the Surpirior, Rex the Hexagon, Dreamer the Munna, and of course Touko's Reshiram. The pokemon could feel that something was going to happen; something big.
Touko sighed. She had been in pain alot lately.
Her mother looked at her through a window. 'Maybe I should tell her the truth about her origins,' she thought.
What does she have to tell her? Why has she been in pain? Reviews will make me continue.
I know it was short, but I needed to get this out. PLEASE NO FLAMES! I want to continue so please review!
