The destructor of time
it was dark. Cold. Windy, I couldn't see anything. It was a struggle to even move at this point. I knew I had failed and that I couldn't save all those people and pokemom. I don't know what went wrong but all I can say is I am failure and I wish they hadn't of chosen me to save this world. I am to young for this, my pokemon not even trained to well, yet they still choose me to stop this person from having time destroy us all. I don't sleep any more after I got away from team plasma I could never unseen what I saw.
Grief
It was a dark cold night, the air cold as burning ice and the ground as prickly as a sandslash. I lay there moaning in pain. Team plasma really got me this time. They hit me over and over trying to make me talk, they did. They hit me over and over with drain punch each time it would suck the little energy I had left. I knew what they wanted and all I had to do was hand them over the pearl sphere. I knew I had a mission though but in the end I guess I wasn't strong enough. I shook my head and was trying to think what I should do next, should I go back and try to save this worl or should I just enjoy this life until the time has come. I knew what I had to do but first I needed to get up and try to get back feeling in my right arm.
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