Hello, I'm Insan!
My last story was a flop, but please don't judge me harshly because of it!
I am doing this story, starting it in the middle of nowhere, and seeing where it goes.
I also am accepting OCs, if anyone would actually give them, but more about that on the bottom of the page.
Pokémon is in every way owned by Nintendo. Please don't sue...
1: Journey
Claire Pravda.
That's my name, Claire Pravda.
It's a simple name, one anyone could have.
My last name means truth, and my first name can mean clear, or shining.
Shining Truth...
Oh! Forgive me, I should probably tell you my story, like you asked...
*Sigh*, okay then, I'll begin.
I began my journey when I was fourteen.
I had been staring at my reflection.
At the time, I had long flowing pink hair hair, my skin was so white, it looked like I was sick, and my eyes were red like rubies.
"Claire!" called my mother, from down the stairs, "Could you come over here for a second?"
"Yes, ma'am!" I called back.
I took one more look into the mirror and adjusted my necklace, it was made of pearls, with gold strung around and pieces of silk.
I sighed and wheeled my chair over to the study, where my mom was sitting with our pet Skitty, Hope.
Hope jumped down from the table and jumped into my lap, almost immediately I began scratching him between the ears. I envied him for being able to move about like that.
"Claire," said my mom, looking up from something she was writing, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."
"Not at all."
"You know dear," she said, "It would be good for you to speak up more often, if I asked you to burn down our house, you'd probably do it."
I sighed. She was right after all; I never spoke up for myself. I couldn't... I felt like a burden.... I always felt like just another mouth to feed, but she would always just smile and say things like "Hey, I'm caring for you because I'm your mom, it'd be silly any other way."
"Yes," I said, "I know."
She smiled, "Well here's something I hope you don't disapprove of," she grinned while searching for something in her purse.
Curious, I leaned over in my chair, but not very far, since I can't move anything below my waist.
"Here you go," she said pulling out a Pokéball, "This kid's all yours."
I was shocked, she pressed the button and a little lizard came out, "Charmander, char!"
My eyes widened as the little guy jumped unto my lap and Hope jumped off.
"Thank you," my tone of voice was the same, but I think my mom could tell these kinds of things apart.
"Give it a good name, eh?" she said, expectantly.
"Name..." I said to myself, "I think Lume will be a good name for you..."
I sat there grinning and petting Lume for awhile, until he fell asleep.
"Now," said my mom, "I assume you know what this means?"
"Yes," I said, still happy, "I would enjoy a Pokémon journey..."
"You're like a robot," Mom joked, "But you're right, I think that might be just the thing you need, lots of kids go on Pokémon journeys when they're your age, and I'll tell your school, oh! And one other thing..."
She pulled out a box wrapped in Christmas paper and tied with a bow out from under the table, "This is from dad, and he wanted you to get it one you were fourteen."
There was a silence, and then I opened the present, tears in my eyes...
"Aw, don't cry..." said Mom, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"No," I said, "I'm sorry..." I pulled a beautiful Pokétch from the box and tied it to my wrist, "It's beautiful... really..."
The tears were gone now, but I was still crying, just inside.
"You can leave whenever you want," said my Mom, "And try your best, dear, I don't like it when you cry."
"... Yes, Mom..."
Hi, again!
Firstly, Attention is drawn to Claire's skin because she is an albino; I just wanted to point that out.
Also, I do not know what her legs suffer from, they just don't work! I'm too lazy to come up with a reason!
Oh, and the OC thing is mostly a ploy to get people to review... This is proof that I do not care why people review!
For the OC, all I need is their name, appearance, personality, Pokémon (please specify anything you want specified, NO LEGENDARIES!), History, and anything else you think is important...
And I guess, if you really want to, you could PM me you OC... but... that would be a bit mean...
Byes!
