This is a re-upload of a story which was falsely taken down, things will resume after a time. I am angry, but I won't try anything stupid.
Deep in the Viridian forest. Life was booming amongst the trees and grass as Pokemon rested there peacefully without a care in the world playing amongst the leaves. Pokemon have been in this forest for many years, growing their family's, getting stronger, and securing their futures for many years to come.
The Pokemon living in the forest were as always, enjoying themselves, as they played with friends and siblings as they have fun chasing each other through the long grass in the forest, some even occasionally have to dodge the occasional pokemon trainer due to some of them coming through the Viridian forest to find Pokemon to capture, and add them to their team, or just to fight them.
But some of the Pokemon trainers that do come by the Viridian forest have heard a rumor of an extremely rare Pokemon roams in the forest. A Pokemon that is not native to the Kanto region, not even local to any of the other regions. But the one problem with this Pokemon is it can disguise itself as over living creatures or any ambient object making almost impossible to find.
But some trainers get lucky as a young girl runs through the bushes. She has brown hair and is wearing a blue tank top and a red mini skirt. I swear it went this way, She thinks to herself as she leaps over a log, being careful not to drop her pokeball that is gripped in her hand tightly, it is covered in sweat due to her running after the Pokemon for a long time.
The girl comes to a stop in front of a tree, she slams her fist into the tree and growls in frustration. "Grr! How did it get away!?" Grinding her teeth," Is it that hard to find a Zoroark!?" She continues to grow winching a bit at the pain. She takes a breath and retracts her fist from the tree, shaking.
She had been chasing this rare pokemon for an hour now, but still no success. She steps back from the tree and looks around taking in her surroundings. "Danm," she sighed. "It could be anywhere out there by now." Waving her hand to exasperate her point.
Looking down to her empty pokeball in her grasp. She shrinking the ball and reclips it on her belt. "Oh well." She said, a bit frustrated. "Guess today's, not my day." She closes her eyes, and looks up to sun to catch a few rays of the early sun as she thinks, nodding after some time she turns around beginning to head out of the bushes from where she had entered, unaware of a pair of teal coloured eye's watching.
A few minutes later…
A black biped like creature stumbles out from a bush from where it was hiding, using its claw to pull twigs and branches out it's way, and occasionally tripping over the odd log or tree root . making it's way over to a tree that just happened to be in front of it in a clearing, turning around it slides it's back down the tree to plant it's rump at the base of the tree. This was the Zoroark what was causing all the trouble.
Putting it's claws in on it's face to it catches it's breath, doing a couple huffs as well.
Sliding it's claws down it's face removing any beads of sweat hanging on it's black coat. Once the claws hit the grass below the Zoroark opens it's eyes to reveal teal colored eyes with slit pupils. Letting out one last shaky breath, before doing small chuckle to herself. "That was close," she says to herself and to no in particular.
This had been her third mouth in the Viridian forest, and the about hundredth time she had been chased, but it happens so often that she had pretty much got use to it. It's not a matter of that she is scared of them more it's just she doesn't trust humans whatsoever to speak of, but mainly trainers of all the humans.
If it wasn't for a trainer, she wouldn't be here.
A sudden flash of bitter memories flashes over the Zoroark's mind.
She was happy, very happy in the Unova region with, "My love." She says with pain taiting her shaky voice. In the region they had everything they could of asked for, a cave of their own and a community that loves them, and soon a pup that was on the way. She was happy until that trainer came along, and caught her along with her mate unaware making them an easy catch. However, this was not going to last long as, unaware to her trainer, Zoroark could hear and see everything that went on outside her ball.
That was when she saw them a few day's after her capture.
A group of men dressed in black, with "R" letters on them. But Zoroark did not know who these were until, her supposed trainer gave her ball and her mates to the men and in return, they gave the trainer money, that was when it hit her like a ton of bricks, she was only worth money.
In the coming nightmare on board their airchip, she and her beloved mate were let out their balls, only for them to be in force field cages with no means of escape. Their Poke-balls were crushed, along with the dream of raising a family of their own.
This was when she was told about this gang of thugs called Team Rocket, they were also told about their crazed idea of taking over the world with Pokemon, such as them.
Zoroark wipes a tear from her face, as the painful relentless memories come back to haunt her.
Then they did horrible experiments on them where they discovered that she had improved intelligences alongside incredible healing abilities and they can also speak like humans can, which for Team Rocket was good news, but for Zoroark and her mate, it was very bad as they now know they were in for a life of hell and misery.
And even aborting her pup.
But the most horrible of memories was when she escaped from Team Rocket. She could not remember how she got out, but what she does remember is seeing her mate covered in his own blood and some of his victims that fell at his claws, but you can't outrun bullets, which happen to find his fate as his lifeless body is being cradled by her. Her tears mixing in with the blood.
She retracts her claws from her eyes to look to the blue sky. "I-I loved y-you, why did y-you have to leave me?" She questions the sky for an answer which she knows can't be answered. She looks back down to look at her belly, she brings her claw and caresses it. "We were supposed to have a pup." She chokes out, "But they took that away from us." She says clenching her teeth with angry tating her voice.
But the angry didn't last as the pain was too great and she breaks into sorrowful crying, putting her head on her knees, as she smacks the ground.
"WHY!?" She screams.
No one answers.
WHAT DID I GET TO DESVRES THIS!?"
Yet again no response, only the rustle of trees could be heard along with a couple of smaller Pokemon running away from the Zoroark fearing for their own safety.
Then she felt it. A rumbling feeling through the ground.
She sucked in a breath as she looks up with bloodshot eyes to see, through all the tree's, a fireball rising in the air with the boom echoing around the trees. Followed by all the flying type pokemon flying away from the sudden event.
Wiping her tears away, Zoroark gasp at the sight, but in her mind she had a idea of who or what it might be. She proceeds to hoist herself up upon her feet, using her claws to brush out the dirt that had clung onto her while she sat down. Looking to the sky she can she a flock of pidgeys flying away, thanks to her focus vision she can see the terrified faces on the small birds.
Her eyes open more again when a more violent rubble coursed it way through the forest, this one was much more powerful. This was evident as Zoroark felt the shockwave of it, along with her ears twitching as she hears the sounds of tree's crackling as they collapse.
A very visible black cloud extends across the sky, it was covering up the sun's rays turning day to night. In the distant what can be heard is crackles of something going on and the booms of explosions echoing out through the forest, but along with the screams of people can be heard as Zoroark's ears twitch when the sound waves are picked up.
Rubbing her eyes to remove any moisture in her eyes, Zoroark starts to run to where all the explosion were taking off. There was some part of her brain where is was urging her to run there, like there was something important, she didn't know what is was but, i will sure as hell find it! Zoroark thinks to herself
Along her way Zoroark comforts any Pokemon cowering from all the explosions and points them to where they will be safe from whatever is causing such noise and presumably destruction of apocalyptic level. She even encounters was remains were left of Pidgeys that were scattered along the grass floor.
She doesn't know how long she had been running. Minutes? Hours? She doesn't know, except for what she know's, she has to get there. But one thought dominated her, why? Why was she even caring about this. What sudden urge has taken over her to just keep running, then a lingering smell, along with what sounds like a cry of a child, but with a hint of a wail.
Once running closer the Scent got stronger, then she truly smelled. It was a smell only a mother can pick up. Without even stopping to process of what the hell is going on. She can pick up her pace and followed the scent of her long dead pup.
With tears starting to fill the brim of her eye's, she ran as fast as she could, no longer caring about what is happening around her or others. All her thoughts were on that scent.
Then she came to a sudden stop, claws digging into charred dirt.
She came into a clearing of all the tree's or where trees used to be. As she looks around, she can see tree stumps everywhere, splinters of wood covering the floor. Along with what was left of Pokemon lying on the floor.
Zoroark felt a heat her back, which made her turn around, and her eyes to suddenly open as she let out a gasp. She didn't know why she didn't spot it earlier, but sure as hell she can see it now.
"Dear Arceus."
Pallet Town was burning.