This story is a bit cliché with the beginning but this is my first real fanfic so it may be bad
Chapter1: Clouded
A pain throbbed through his head. He opened his eyes groggily, his shirt was stained red. He looked over and saw six pokéballs lying there battered but open. Two words were swimming in his clouded mind, My team... He felt something soft but firm on his back like a sofa chair. He felt it and turned around as fast as his tired muscles could move. It was a rock covered in six inches of moss.
He turned and saw a brown blur barreling towards him. "SWINE!" A Mamoswine flipped him in the air with his tusks, "Mamoswine!" He wheezed. Mamoswine flipped him up again. The Twin Tusk Pokémon realized he was hurting his favorite person. "Swine." He apologized. "Where are we Mamoswine?" The trainer asked shakily. He looked around. They were in a huge cave and light was shining through a small crack in the roof and the ginormous cave entrance. It seemed like they were in a canyon reminiscent of the vast Poni Canyon.
A buzzing sound came from the entrance. "DUST!" His Dustox exclaimed. She was holding a branch of Oran berries which she just dropped. She went to the trainer who raised her from a tiny Wurmple. She snuggled him and buzzed with excitement. "Hey girl!" The trainer exclaimed.
The trainer pointed at the berries, "Dustox, can you grab those." The Poison Moth Pokémon grabbed them and brought them to her trainer. He plucked one with his forefinger and popped it in his mouth. The bittersweet juice flowed through his mouth. "I get it why you like this stuff." He said understanding how the taste must be delicious to the Pokémon's weird taste buds.
He fell back to sleep for a few hours.
He woke up to the gentle tap of a gloved hand. His eyes fluttered awake and he felt the warm embrace of his Favorite Fairy type. Gardevoir squeezed him tightly before her mate Lucario pulled her away and subsequently hugged his trainer. They got into an argument about which one of them would hug their best human friend. Typical. Mamoswine pushed them apart. His bones and muscles still hurt but weren't throbbing like before, probably thanks to Gardevoir's healing wish.
Gardevoir handed him some warm soup. It was a potato-brown soup probably made of of a root or something it tasted good, like anything she would cook. Like back when... What was he thinking? He mind still felt empty with only some strong memories of his team clinging on. Him as a kid with Wurmple and Swinub, when Ralts hatched, when he was given his Lucario, When Lucario and Gardevoir fell in love, and some memories of his other Pokémon. Why was his mind like this. A shadow passed over the inside of the cave.
So leave some feedback and constructed criticism to hel me improve as a writer. Thank You for reading Chapter two will be out sometime soon hopefully. :D