A/N This takes place in the region of Rokku, which I have made up. Just letting ya know.
Killing a man is easier than it looks. The emotional things on the other hand, are completely different. My name is Ashlen Forester, and this is my story.
My whole life I have felt no one loved me. And that's because that was pretty much true. My parents hate me. I was the accident that they didn't want. The adoption agency didn't want me. Nobody did. So I was stuck with them. But it wasn't my parents that were the problem. No, it was a boy named John Thatcher.
He was my age, 14, but in my opinion had the mental age of a three year old. He was one of the main bullies at my school. "You're a fat bastard!" he would shout. "Go home and kill yourself"
I wasn't fat. I was just an average girl. Why they picked on me puzzled me. But I don't care. I had long brown hair with a tallish body. I was completely normal, Apart from my parents.
Maybe it was the fact that I didn't have Pokémon. Every other student did. My parents didn't want me to have them. They said it was a waste of money! What do they know? Nothing, at all.
Now, back to that fateful day, it was just after lunch, when I was at my locker getting my books John and his friends came up to me. "Hey skank, wanna suck my dick?" Now, I always kept a knife in my bag. But before you jump to conclusions, it's for self defence. I always have it, I'm not sure why, I just do. I was fed up with his stupid talking. And all of them. So I looked through my bag, and found it. That 13 centimetre blade caressed in my hands.
"You know what John?" I said, feeling the rage build up. "I'm sick of you, I'm sick of all of you." As I held the knife in my hand, I weighed up my decision; it was either him or me. I drew the knife from my bag and rammed it into his chest. I grabbed my bag and ran..
I ran through students, teachers, cleaners, everyone. I had to get out of here. I had to get out of my town. Leave Dembark, maybe go off to the other side of the region… maybe catch some Pokémon. Right now I knew I was a fugitive. There would be a search party looking for me. I had to leave.
I exited the school and grabbed a bike that was resting on the wall. Riding is so much faster. I didn't have that much money, maybe enough for a few pokeballs. But that was it. I'll get food somewhere. But later.
I would have been riding for three hours. I had passed 4 towns on the way. I stopped off at one to get some supplies, hair bleach and some coloured contact lenses. Off to the Bridgetown Forest.
The Bridgetown Forest is a small forest, but it contains rare and strong Pokémon. I walked for about 10 minutes before seeing my first Pokémon. It was a rattata, nothing special. I grabbed a pokeballs and threw it at it. It hit it right between the eyes, and consumed it. It rolled once, but then exploded and it came back out. Damn. It scurried away, leaving behind a trail of piss. "Oh great.. Just what I need, piss in my path."
"Just step around it, it shouldn't be that hard is it?" an unknown voice said. "I'm Kay. Kay Payno, and you are?"
"Ashlen For- Gardener. Nice to meet you. Kay Payno huh? You wouldn't happen to be son of Troy Payno are you?"
"I sure am. My dad helped make the pokedex. He taught me how to build one from scratch. It's really quite easy."
"Hey, Kay, do you think you could help me catch my first Pokémon? I need some help."
"Sure ash. Can I call you Ash? Here use my Pokémon, this one is named Fraige" Kay sent out a Houndoom that looked scary as the devil on steroids. He pulled out a rectangular object, which looked almost like a pokeball, flattened out. It was actually a pokedex, one he made himself. He threw it to me. "You can use this temporarily, well get you one in the next town, my home town."
"Thanks."
After another 20 minutes of walking, we were puzzled about why we hadn't seen that many Pokémon. But finally one showed up. A bagon, a big bagon. I saw it and I knew it was mine! "I have to catch that Pokémon!" I shouted. "It's perfect! My teacher said that bagon evolved into salamence which was something like a pseudo-legendary… or something. Maybe I should—"
"Just catch it already!" I threw the ball, hit the bagon, and captured it in the red light.
It rolled once…
Twice…
Three!
The ball clicked shut and sprayed out a few sparkles. That meant I caught it.
Awesome.