Atrocious
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, as it is the sole possession of Nintendo and Game Freak Inc. Any Pokémon depicted are not my creations, nor are the cities/landscapes of the game my creations. I own nothing except my OC's and do not intend to make any money from this fan fiction.
AN: This chapter is really short, but while I don't like it very much, it got the intro out of the way. The story should pick up later, as I can insert some action.
The gyarados literally filled the lake to the brim, the water frothing with the splashes and fights of the raging Pokémon. However, one gyarados did not participate. This particular gyarados just hovered beneath the surface, off to the side. This Pokémon's heart had been broken. Snapped in half, shot, hanged, beheaded, and run over by a tank broken. Shunned by his (for this gyarados was male) peers, and deemed weak by trainers, all he did was cry at the edge of the lake. For while a gyarados could be criticized for many things, their power was the only thing most gyarados could be proud of. To be stripped of this tore the gyarados to shreds.
While the gyarados' peers all had cool names, like Vladimir Killfang, he was simply Gary, because he was only half of what a gyarados was supposed to be. Because Gary did not associate with the other gyarados, he was never caught by trainers coming to the Lake of Rage, (for that was where Gary lived). However, the more times he was passed over due to his presumed weakness, the more Gary's heart bled, and the more depressed he became.
One day Gary just couldn't take it anymore. Giving a great cry of the anguish he felt, and crashed over sideways, landing with an earth-shaking crash, on the beach. Moaning feebly, all Gary could do was flop feebly on the sand. Many Pokémon and trainers just passed by Gary, leaving the poor creature to his fate. Gary had lost the will to live.
Eventually, Gary's inability to feed himself led to extreme malnutrition as Gary floated in and out of consciousness. After nearly 3 days of lying on the beach of the Lake of Rage, at midnight, Gary awoke to the sound of a trainer passing by. If Gary had been more aware, he would have recognized the sound of crying. Fearing being left behind by yet another trainer, Gary gave a low moan, filled with the feelings of anguish, pain, and suffering that plagued the gyarados. The trainer abruptly stopped walking, before moving towards the sound. Hearing movement in his direction, Gary barely managed to raise his head in hope. The trainer reached the gyarados. Gary brought his head around and met the eyes of the trainer, their faces mere inches apart. Brown eyes of a trainer and the purple-red eyes of the Pokémon met for the first time. Gary was shocked to find that the eyes of the trainer held just as much pain as his own.
AN: Me again. While a short chapter, I think I got the point across. Gary is heartbroken, for another reason I haven't revealed yet. Anyone who guesses our mystery trainer's problem gets bonus points! Please review!