This is my first fanfic that I've posted. I'm still an amateur but I hope you'll like my writings.
Swallowed by darkness, the young boy felt pain surge throughout his body with every movement that he made. He felt cold, alone, and scared, the darkness seemed unending as he searched for light outside of this cold and dark prison. He shouted, cried, yet nothing... no one came to his aid. His hope was depleting for every second that has passed until he was ready to give up. He stood up and screamed as loudly as he could to release all his sadness and anger that accumulated in his chest before passing out.
Light flashed through the eyelids of the young boy, making his vision blur as he opened them. His eyes adjusted to the rays of light that passed through the swaying leaves. He was lying down on the grass before he stood up and looked at where he was.
"Where... am... I...?" the boy muttered to himself. He looked above and stared at the distance with expressionless eyes, trying to recollect anything that happened. His eyes widened when he realized something, "Who... am I...?" The boy was shocked by the mere question he asked himself. He didn't recall anything from his past.
Questions flooded his mind. He started getting confused, and panicked a bit. He crouched and held his head with both hands as he felt like his mind was about to explode. He started breathing heavily and getting dizzy when suddenly, light flashed into his eyes and he was now brought to somewhere unfamiliar.
Everything was a blur so he couldn't make out anything from what he saw but he couldn't seem to move his head that was facing what seemed to be a silhouette of someone.
"Hello, young lad. This is the first time I've seen your face. What's your name?" the person's voice was soft and a smile appeared on his face (though, a bit hard to see).
"Mmm! We just moves from the Town of Tora. My name is Chrono," the childish voice came from the young boy, so he believed that this was a memory of his past.
"Oh? The Town of Tora? That's actually pretty far, Chrono," his voice sounded shocked yet amazed at the same time. The person's face became nearer in view, making his face a bit clearer. His eyes were close but he was smiling. He then patted the young Chrono on the head, "Well, welcome to..." He couldn't hear the last parts clearly but then everything started to fade into nothingness until everything became pitch black.
Another flash occured, and Chrono was sent somewhere different. He seemed to be in a place filled with kids of his age (around 5 or 6), sitting on the grass.
A blurry vision of a man with a briefcase came into view. He was panting and holding on to the nearest mailbox so that he won't collapse from fatigue, "Good... morning... everyone," he breathed heavily with each word said. After the greeting, the man composed himself as he stood erect and waved hi to everyone. The children, including the past Chrono, then went cheering.
"OK, settle down, now, before I begin, I'd like to ask one of you a question. Hmm, let's see," he eyed the different students, with some raising their hand in hopes that they'd be picked, "Ah! Chrono," he pointed at the young Chrono who was at the back of the crowd, "what are we going to learn about today? Stand up, don't be shy," he gestured the young Chrono to stand but he shook his head. "Aw, c'mon. Standing ain't gonna hurt anyone," the person smiled at him, giving him courage to stand up, "Good, now, I'll ask again, what are we going to learn about today?"
Chrono seemed nervous as his legs were shaking but he was able to to shout. "We are going to learn about P-Pokemons!" The children screamed of excitement that died after a few seconds.
"Very good, Chrono," Chrono sat down as the professor and opened the briefcase, revealing 3 Pokeballs in which he took the one on his right, "Pokemons," he threw the ball to reveal an Oshawatt, "are mysterious creatures. They are very different from us since, well, reasons," some of the children laughed, "There are many other different Pokemons, for example, one is like this," he patted the Oshawatt, "cute and adorable but there are also others," he took the pokeball from his left and threw it to reveal a Mightyena, "that are fierce and strong!"
The Mightyena howled that made some children wowed while the others screamed. "Ahem, moving on," the professor retrieved the Mightyena back to its Pokeball, "there are still many mysteries surrounding these wonderful creatures, each having different abilities and characterstics of their own, we are still researching about them, how they are and..." everything slowed down then froze, as if time stopped, then everything shattered like a broken glass.
Each fragment started to fade until everything turned pitch black again. A flash, and Chrono was back to the present. He was still crouching and his hands on his head but not feeling like his head was about to burst anymore.
"Ch... Chrono...? That's my name...? And... and Pokemons...?" He was left staring at the ground for a minute before deciding to stand up. "I... I guess these memories are a start..."
He inhaled then exhaled deeply before looking around the area in which he is in. He noticed a lone bag sitting beside a tree. "Huh... what is this bag doing here...? I don't think I saw this the first time I looked around," he approached the bag and slid the zipper to open it.
He could recall most of the things inside the bag. They were: 6 Pokeballs, devices used to capture Pokemons; a Potion, used to heal a Pokemon's wound; a Pokedex, for scanning Pokemons; Fresh Clothes, fits Chrono's size; a Box of Crackers, emergency purposes?
But there was this one thing that he didn't know, a case with 4 different-shaped holes. Chrono looked at the case for a few seconds to try and remember what it was but gave up and put it back in the bag.
"These are all good things... why would someone just leave it here...?" Chrono picked up the bag and equipped it, "Well, if I meet the owner of this bag, I'll return but in the meantime, this'll be useful, I guess. A town might be nearby, and maybe I can ask them where the Town of Tora is... and maybe I can regain some more memories..." he thought deeply of the circumstances at hand and nodded with a grunt, "Okay, time to get my memories back," he smiled as he walked through a straight line in hopes of reaching a town or finding the owner of this bag to accompany with, whichever comes first.
After a few minutes of walking straight forward, he could finally see sunlight from outside of this forest, "Well, the town it is," he dashed forward, a smile across his face and hopeful eyes but then disappeared as he stopped to see that the edge of the forest was above the clouds, literally. "Wh-What...?" he was dumbfounded, "where in the world am I...?"
He knelt down on one knee and scooped the clouds to see if it's real, "Is this really... clouds...?" he opened his bag to produce the box of crackers. He took one cracker and threw it upwards towards the clouds and was shocked at how fast the cracker went down, as if something stronger than gravity pulled it, "this is... very unsafe... I should find another way out of here..." he stood up and stared at the forest for a few seconds before shaking his head, "If I got in here, there should be a way out," he entered the forest once more with no sense of directions, in hopes he might find a way out within the forest.
Chrono was getting a bit tired. He has been walking around the forest for what seemed like hours. After a few more minutes, he saw an area wherein broad daylight was able to touch the ground. He walked towards it and saw a placid lake, unclouded by any leaves of the trees that made it shimmer in the sunlight. He paused for a moment, admiring the lake but he couldn't shake the feeling that he has seen this somewhere before.
He moved towards the lake and scooped some of the water, rippling it. He drank the water as he felt a cool and soothing breeze touch his back, making him feel a bit drowzy. He stood up and saw his reflection in the lake.
He was wearing dark-blue pants and a long-sleeved red hoodie jacket. He has black eyes and a black, messy hair. He looked down to see his feet, he was wearing black rubber shoes with a red heel and red sides. "So, this is Chrono... this is me..." he stared towards space and did a trust fall, landing on the green grass, "I wonder... why..." his eyes closed involuntarily as he dozed off, "why..."