A/N: Heya Everyone! :D Im Here With A Nuzlocke, (Well Of Course, You're No Dumbass :) Although The Intro Doesn't Necessarily Start With The Protagonist I Thought That Maybe Oak Should Take A Role! :D (Not Many Fanfics Really Have Oak All, Well, I Won't Spoil It But You'll Understand.) Im Sorry The Intro Is Short But Personally I Think Its Good Like This Anyways. *Ahem* Without Further Adew You May Ignore My Ranting And Read To Your Hearts Content! :D)
A gentle breeze whispered into Oaks ear and caused his hair to slightly dance along with the wind. Butterfrees flew elegantly beyond flower patches where Beedrills would greedily take pollen and Spinaraks awoke, crawling amongst the trees to gossip. All these little things was what Oak took in, and he too felt as if he was a pokemon.
The sun slowly faded behind the trees, orange, yellow, and pink would mix to make a vibrant color. Stars twinkled above as the navy blue sky made sure they were visible and all living thing would see them. Oak then closed his eyes and breathed out peacefully,a smile gracing his lips.
"It looks like the sun is descending in the sky…" he murmured thoughtfully.
"...So this is what is called "twilight…" wouldn't it?" he questioned to no one in specific.
The soft murmurs of the trees seemed to answer to Oak, gently agreeing with him. The quiet murmurs of pokemon accompanied with the trees and the flowers seemed to bloom to his words, dew drops trickling to the ground with grace and elegance.
"I thought so." he opened his gray eyes, which held an type of melancholy in them. The gentle sadness seemed to sway in those infinite pools of gray. His smile seemed like an everlasting feature on his face as well, yet it as well held the same melancholy of those in his eyes. His hair was gray with age, signifying he too has had a long life.
No, it wasn't your everyday peaceful and happy day life, although some days were like that. Oaks life had much stress and sadness although he seemed like a jolly man. Yes, this jolly man has led a complicated life, yet he has still been able to look at the beautiful and positive things in life, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
Oak stood quietly and slowly, feeling as if he were to do so too quick the peace and beauty were to shatter, like a porcelain doll. He took in his surroundings one last time before heading towards the small house that belonged to . What a silly name for an old man, isn't it?He chuckled. Yes, indeed it was.
His hand fell in contact with the door knob and he looked back one last time at the fading sun and walked inside with the jolly smile on his face that everyone knew.
A/N: There Ya Have It! Next Chapter Will Of Course Have Our Lovely Lil Protagonist! (Js, He's A Guy Even Though Im A Girl. Personally, I May Be Weird Stfu, Girls That Are Teenagers For Me Are Sometimes Kinda Too Readable And Too Easy. Doing The Opposite Gender Is Funner And More Difficult Sometimes Anyways =w=! Thanks For Reading! Please Review, Even If It Is Anonymously, Its Highly Appreciated And I Have The Reasons To Continue This Story! Have A Nice Day! :D