In the beginning, there was one.
My name is Terry, and I have no memories of my past. I don't have any memories of my family, and I don't have anyone to take care of me. But how can someone take care of you when you're a monster? I guess I shouldn't leave you in the dark, and tell you a little more about myself. I'm a 14 year old boy with brown hair and matching eyes, I also have a small black wing on my right shoulder. But what people find most surprising is my height; 6 inches. I'm also wearing dolls clothes. {It's the only thing that can fit me.} Yet I'll probably be stronger than you, or any of your Pokemon whatsoever. Why you ask? Because I possess every Pokemon attack and ability known to all. Isn't that enough reason to call me a monster? I should probably tell you my story of me now, being someone I never wanted to be.
The destroyer.
It was a normal afternoon, the bright sunlight streaming though the forest, and you could hear the soft Pokemon cries surrounding you. The forest was filled with a healthy and wild atmosphere. I always liked it like that, but all I cared about for now was that I was hungry. I could hear my tummy growling for something to eat; even a berry would be good right about now.
"An Oran Berry tree!" I exclaimed. Right there, a lone tree was standing tall, but I was staring at the blue berries on the tree. Oran's aren't exactly the best, but they're pretty much enough to satisfy me. Instinctively, I flew toward the Oran tree at full speed, not noticing that another Pokemon was close by.
"Yum! Down the ha-" And unexpectedly, a Pikachu took the berry right out of my hand.
"H-hey! That's mine!" But the Pikachu didn't seem to hear me, because it continued to run down the path. So my wing carried me up, and I tried my best to catch up with the runaway Pikachu, though I had to hand it to him, he sure knew how to run. Suddenly, to my surprise, a net flew out of the bushes and caught the Pikachu easily.
"We got him!" A voice came out. Just then, I stopped in my tracks.
"Alright, let's get out of here!" Another one piped up.
"Right!" Another replied. The trio emerged out of their hiding places, and I got to see what they looked like. One of them was a guy with short blue hair, and was the one carrying the net. Beside him was a woman with long red colored hair. And strangely, the last was a Meowth. I was sure I heard three voices. Could that last voice belong to the Meowth? I was about to fly after them until I saw the Oran Berry at my feet. Picking it up, I sighed.
"There's no way could I sleep tonight without helping the Pikachu out." I mumbled. So I chased the trio with the poor, trapped Pikachu. If only I knew what I was getting myself into. Flying as fast as I could, I was catching up to the weird trio until I noticed a cliff nearby. I had the urge to shout 'Watch out!' to them, but it seems like they were planning that the entire time, because a large hot air balloon shaped like a Meowth suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and worse, they were escaping in it!
"Stop right there!" I shouted as I flew myself to the balloon. The problem is that I was having a hard time catching a good wind gust to carry me, and I just barely took hold of the cable of the balloon.
"Hm? What's that?" The blue-haired guy muttered as he looked at me.
"Some kind of weird doll?" The red-head responded. There was a strange and creepy aura emanating from her.
"We don't need any dolls! Throw it away!" Now I was positive the Meowth was talking. Though I was a bit surprised since this is the first time I've heard a Pokemon who shouldn't be talking, and yet, has learned to.
"But it's so cute!" The woman cooed at me. All of a sudden, she grabbed me, and began hugging me...very tightly.
"Jessie." The guy said worriedly. This felt like the worst experience yet, so I had no choice but to say something.
"Let me go you old lady!" I yelled. Surprised by the sudden outburst and the word, 'Old lady', Jessie released me, and now I was just floating in the air with the help of my wing.
"What kind of doll are you?" Jessie shouted. "And who are you calling an old lady?" For some reason, it was almost fun to now call her that now. She was fuming, I could tell, because her other two teammates were trying their best to hold her back from her arms.
"Where's Pikachu?" I said. The demanding tone made the three flinch slightly, but Jessie quickly recovered from it.
"What's it to you? Don't tell me you're with the twerps?" She said the word, 'Twerps', in disgust, like she preferred not to say that word again because it makes her want to hurl. Whoever these twerps are, they must have ticked her off, more than once.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, but I know it's wrong to catch a Pokemon this way, and I'm going to free it." I replied.
"Oh yeah? Try my Fury Swipes!" The cat Pokemon quickly tried to attack me from the balloon with its sharp claws; I dodged, but just barely.
"Don't act so tough dollie! You probably couldn't land an attack on me!" I felt like I wanted to knock this Pokemon out of the balloon, but I had to be careful, or else he might overpower me. I began using, 'Focus Energy', but when I got too close to the balloon I found out just how strong Meowth really was.
"Eat my Slash!" Making a jump in the air, Meowth hit me easily, making a large wound mark on my right shoulder. I screamed in pain, and I wavered as I saw Meowth laughing at me. I could feel the pain burning on my wound, but I had to finish these guys off once and for all. Suddenly, fire was coming out of my right hand, and the Focus Energy was about to pay off.
"What the?" They all said in unison with disbelief and surprise.
"Fire punch!" I had thrust my arm at them, and they went flying out of the balloon and into the sky.
"We're blasting off again!" The trio yelled as they flew into the sky. After I dealt with them, I was trying to fly the balloon. I've always wanted to try it; seeing how this was my first time flying one, but I did not except it to be like this.
"Hold on Pikachu! This is going to be a rough landing!" I struggled to land the balloon safely on the same cliff I saw before, but flying a balloon was harder than I thought. After some time though, I was able to get the thing back onto the ground; with a minor crash.
"Ouch." I said, wincing from the pain. I got out of the balloon while carrying the cage with the Pikachu.
"Man, this thing is heavy. What did they use to build this cage?" I didn't really complain about it much though; I was more focused on getting the poor Pokemon out of there. The cage seemed pretty durable, durable enough to withstand a bunch of electrical attacks.
"That means that they were either targeting electric Pokemon, or they really were after this Pikachu." Destroying the cage with a Force Palm, the Pokemon staggered out and collapsed onto the ground. Then I noticed that he was hurt from the events awhile ago.
"What should I do?" I thought, and then I remembered the Oran berry that the Pikachu took from me.
"That should do the trick." My wing began to glow a white aura, and then I threw the Oran berry into the air.
"Steel Wing!" I jumped into the air and unleashed the attack on it, separating it in half.
"Now eat this, it'll help you heal a bit." I handed the Pikachu half of the berry, he ate it immediately, and showed me a smile.
"Pi...ka." He replied gratefully. Steadily, the Pokemon stood up and stared at me.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
"Pi-ka-chu!" Out of the blue, the Pikachu began nuzzling me with its nose.
"H-hey, cut that out!" I said as I smiled. The Pikachu felt so warm that I nearly forgot about my own wound, all of a sudden, a jab of pain erupted from it.
"Ugh!" I yelled.
"Pika-pi!" I clutched my wound in pain; the blood seeped out from my hand and started to drip on the ground.
"Ugh, I didn't think my wound would be this bad."
"Pikachu? Where are you?" I heard someone shout from somewhere. The voice startled me; it was a boy's voice.
"Not good, a human shouldn't get close to me." I said as I looked for someplace to hide.
"Pi?" The Pokemon's ears seemed to face where the voice came from, and suddenly, a big grin crept on his face.
"Pikachu! Pikachu!" The voice continued to shout.
"Pikapi! Pika-pikachu!" The Pokemon ran toward it's trainer and bounced on him happily. He was really happy to have found his partner as well.
"I've been looking everywhere for you!" He beamed. He was relieved and happy that he was able to find his best friend again. The Pikachu jumped back out of his trainer's hug and pointed at me, or at least, where I was anyway.
"What is it buddy?" The boy questioned as he stared at the ground. "There's nothing there Pikachu." The Pikachu was surprised that I wasn't there anymore, but the boy did find something of interest.
"Huh? Half of an Oran Berry? Hey, it has some red stuff on it." Touching it with one of his fingers, he examined it closely, and gasped.
"Blood?" Not far from where the two were standing, I was standing on a lone branch in a nearby tree.
"I can't let them know about me; after all, I'm a monster." I thought sadly.
"No one would understand, no one ever did." After I made sure that they were out of sight, I decided to look around for more food. Since that boy took the Berry instead of leaving it on the ground.
"Did I really bleed that much?" I said as I looked at my arm, which had stopped bleeding for the time being. At that moment, I heard another voice; a girl's voice.
"Piplup, use Whirlpool!" I heard a Pokemon's cry in response to the move shouted by the voice.
"What's going on over there?" I carefully flew to another branch and looked down. A girl with blue-ish hair and matching eyes was giving out commands. She was wearing a sleeveless, black and pink dress, a white hat, and pink colored shoes. Her partner, a Piplup, easily did the attack and unleashed a large whirlpool in front of them.
"Looks like they're training for something." I mumbled.
"Hey Dawn!" All of a sudden, the same boy who I saw awhile ago with Pikachu ran toward them.
"Ash! So you found Pikachu?"
"Yup!" The two of them seemed happy that Pikachu was back. I also got a better look at the boy who took the Oran Berry. Ash had black hair and matching eyes, and his clothes consist of a red cap and a black vest with a yellow line in the middle over a white shirt. Ash wore simple, blue jeans along with red and black shoes. The design on his hat also showed the half of a poke ball.
"Oh yeah, I found something on the ground where Pikachu was." Ash placed his hand inside his pants pocket and brought out the other half of the Oran Berry.
"Half of an Oran Berry?" Dawn asked while curiously looking at it.
"Yeah, but look at this." Dawn got a closer look and saw the red blotches on the berry.
"Is that-?"
"Yeah. It's blood."
"But how?"
"I don't know, maybe a Pokemon got injured and left this berry on the ground." He guessed. My cut suddenly began to bleed again to my dismay, and pain overwhelmed me once more.
"U-urg, if this keeps up, I'll be in serious trouble." While mumbling that, I accidentally lost my footing on the branch I was standing on, and fell off the tree.
"Aaaaah!"
"Huh? Did you hear that?" I heard the boy say. This wasn't good, I had to get away before they could find me, the only problem was that I had an open gash on my shoulder, and my wing seemed too tired to fly me away.
"It came from that bush!" Dawn added. The two walked over to where I fell, but I was too injured to even move, let alone use a move to save myself.
"W-what's that?" The girl asked in a cautious voice. She pointed at me in surprise, and I tried my best not to flinch at her...rudeness. I mean, don't they always say it's not polite to point at people?
"Is that a doll?" Ash questioned. Dawn picked me up and looked at me closely.
"Look at this Ash, there's a big cut over here."
"Wait a sec, is that thing bleeding?" The boy shouted; shocked that a weird doll would have blood inside it in the first place. I groaned in hopes that they would be surprised enough to drop me so that I'd be able to flee, but looks like it didn't work. They seemed even more interested in me now.
"Huh? Did that doll just...say something?" I started to bleed even more now from Dawn's grip; which was bad for me, I couldn't let these people know who or what I am, But the cut was so bad that I couldn't keep the pain inside of me anymore. I had no choice. I yelled in agony. It startled them all right, but the two of them looked more concerned than frightened.
"His wound is bleeding even more now!" Dawn exclaimed.
"We've gotta help him!" Ash answered while gesturing his companion to go back to the camp site.