My Life As a Buizel.
Chapter 1
Fang's POV
Today was a very sunny day. I thought nothing could go wrong today well unless a trainer came by on this route, then nothing could go wrong right? I was rarely paranoid like this, sometimes it scared the crap outta me. Anyway, I'm a young female Buizel named Fang, yet I have never seen any other Buizel besides my mother, so I normally get lonely at most times. Sure there were other Poke'mon but, they seem to avoid me for a reason I didn't know.
Well at least the water feels nice and warm through my soft orange fur, as I swim in the blue water. As I swam, something shiny catches my eye. I swam closer to it out of curiosity. The hooked-shaped object was a silver color. I reached out and grabbed it to get a better look at it. Then all of a sudden I felt a sharp tug on the silver object, then it tugged again but harder and I felt my body being forced to the surface. I dug my claws into the hook and I burst out of the water and thrown onto the hard ground.
I was rather still in a daze and slowly got up off the ground to look up and see a trainer and his two Poke'mon, a Buizel and a Sneasel. My face flushed a reddish color as I noticed the Buizel was a male, he just smirked at me. The Sneasel sent a bad chill down my spine the way he looked at me. As I turned my attention back to the trainer, he was giving orders to his Sneasel. The dark Poke'mon was charging up a Shadow Ball at me.