Yes, I know that this is remarkably similar to my own fanfic: 'the wanders of a weavile', why? because I wanted to start again with a new storyline and characters that are remarkably similar to those that were in 'the wanders of a weavile', which I've deleted since it was terrible and nobody liked it. I hope it won't be like that for this one.
Chapter 1: a new start
Beta sighed in relief as he entered the cave: relieved to be out of the rain. This feeling of relief was soon replaced by horror as he spotted a carcass on the floor, blood freely flowing from where a head should have been, he felt a stab of fear as a figure stepped out of darkness at the back of the cave, it was a weavile.
"A porygon." It whispered to itself as trudged slowly towards Beta "A porygon!" it suddenly screeched, charging at the cave wall "There was a porygon there too!"
"WHERE?" Beta asked, still curious despite the danger, the danger of being in a dark cave with a mad weavile
"At the slaughtering." It moaned, bashing its head on the cavern wall "At the slaughtering of the pokemon.-" the dark type's explanation was cut short as it fell to the ground, writhing in silent fury.
"WHAT SLAUGHTERING OF THE POKEMON?" said Beta.
"The team Rocket slaughtering of the pokemon!" the weavile screamed, then added as an afterthought "Do you want to know what happened?"
"Y-YES P-PLEASE" Beta whimpered, shaking in terror.
The weavile took a deep breath before starting his tale.
15 years ago
Crack!
The young sneasel gasped in pain as the sound reverberated through his skull, the other sneasel smirked "What a loser, couldn't you cope with a single 'slash' attack?" he asked, before charging forward, his claw glowing with ghostly energy "Shadow claw!"
The attack sent the first sneasel flying backwards for several paces before falling headfirst into a snowdrift "ouch!" was the only word he managed to gasp out before another attack, an ice beam this time, sent him crashing into a tree.
Muttering in disgust at the weakness of his opponent, the second sneasel wandered off in search of stronger adversaries.
The young sneasel fought back tears as he disentangled himself from the tree, almost every time he tried to fight Yew this happened! But why did it? As he pondered these questions he suddenly spotted something in the snow, it was shiny and looked like the claw of something. But as he bent over and picked it up, his body became engulfed in a white light, he was evolving!
The newly evolved dark type had barely enough time to examine his new form before a red and white ball came hurtling out from behind a tree and sucked him inside, engulfing him in blackness.
Through the blackness he heard a human voice remark "Your moves are decent, I might keep you
I'll give you one guess as to who the human is Hint: he releases pokemon whose moves aren't good enough and owns a weavile
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