Well, I'm horrified to put this up here. Please, if you see any errors, please tell me! I'll have them fixed as fast as possible. Also, reviews are appreciated!
What do you think it feels like to rule the world? What do you think it feels like to become a bug of a human-being, squashed under the feet of those more fortunate? Both of those, in fact, would lead to absolute and unbearable pain.
I slip between infested patches of grass, running by trainers who block my path, and step in Lumiose City. Finally.
My name is Alice. And I want to burn this lush world to ashes. I'll probably burn those as well, if I get the chance.
Lumiose is probably one of the only places that I've truly explored in Kalos, and by explored I mean spend ten hours trying to get back to where I came from. It was then that I realized why the cab prices were so steep.
I look back and make sure no one was following me. As long as there were no random butlers or maids trailing me, I was perfectly fine to do my bidding. The crowds in Lumiose are usually very large and very cramped on weekends, making it a perfect spot to work. Hopefully I'll have enough money left to buy that annoying man some treats for his Pokemon.
There are several incredibly rich-looking businessmen close to me, so I close in on them and stick my hands in their pockets. Stealing isn't very easy for beginners, just like everything else, but eventually you get used to it and forget about all that 'stealing is wrong, go play with your dolls' bullshit. I'm enveloped by the crowd before they even notice me, too busy checking the time or plotting something remarkably evil. I slide into an alleyway and checked out my reward. A few thousand dollars, along with some credit cards and other stuff. Meh. For top notch businessmen, they didn't have a lot on them.
It turn around, and my face finds a fist suitable for knocking people out.
"Shit, I didn't think it'd be a kid this little."
"Shut up… Do we kill her?"
"Goddammit, I wouldn't have even left the house today if I'd known I'd become wanted for kidnapping. My son was gonna make me eggs for breakfast…"
It burns. It hurts. Make it stop!
My hands are tied behind my back, my mouth gagged and eyes covered. These guys went full apeshit for a couple thousand dollars. There's a searing pain all over my body, and I feel someone's presence, someone different from the bastards that kidnapped me. It feels like I'm being burned, like fire and heat is coating my entire body.
I struggle against the ropes, startling my captors. They scurry about, trying to mask the noise of metal clanking and their rattling footsteps.
"Kill her! Just get it over with!"
"Shut it! We need to think this over!"
Something sharp hits my chest.
So this is it, huh? Surprisingly nonchalant for dying, but I guess that just comes with the thief territory.
"What the hell did you do?! She's gonna die!"
The knife drops to the ground with a splash, and I slump over in my chair. The burning grows even worse. Soon, all I see is red from behind my blindfold. A rage takes over me, and only then is there finally peace.