Ivar and his Dwagonite.

Hello, I am Ivar, a normal guy from Sinnoh, But my starter, was hatched, a dratini. This dratinis egg was barrely saved from a weavile. Y`know those that eat eggs...eww

Anyways, when I was born, I recieved the egg. I noticed it looked like a dragonite..just...Pink. So, I tried to say "Dragonite" and came quite close, and managed to say: "Dwagonite".

Close enough right? Right? Yeah. Now, as I grew up with it I became quite fond of it, we played in the grass around Twinleaf town, in the snow, or swimming. One day when I reached the age of fourteen

I enbarked on my pokemon journey. This journey would grow to become the tale of a champion.

-Part one-

I woke up from a warm feeling around my feet. My dwagonite was using dragonbreath on my feet to wake me up, but in a good way instead of biting me in the ear as usual.

So I apriciate it. Anyways, as it`s scaly, pink body moved around my feet and up to my chest, looking at my eyes. Then it started moving closer to my mouth, itching closer and closer...then it used Dragon Pulse and fire blast at the same time, I blackened out...And I woke up. I was sweating, thinking: "Did I just have a dream about my dratini trying to kill me!? No! He is my partner, nothing else!".

I was terrified, I mean, I was in the start of my journey, and there is nightmares but...still! This pokèmon is trusting me! I looked at the clock, eyes twitching and getting used to the darkness. 3`o`clock. Four hours until I will have to get up, and I am nowhere near tired. I looked at the dratini sleeping on the end of my bed.

"Fuckin` nightmares" I thought to myself, as I started fantasizing about all the battles we would have.

-PART TWO-

"DRAGONITE! USE DRAGON DANCE!" I screamt as the Blissey was sleeping, sweating. Cyntha were much tougher than I had expected...but I had to do this! I couldn`t screw it up now...She had her garchomp(Chompy) and her blissey left... I only had my green Dragonite...No! I had to do this for him!

Those were my thoughts as dragonite started doing a dance boosting his attack and speed by one stage. Or...that would be the case as the dragon dance is so exhausting most pokemon can only do it for long enough to boost their attack and speed by one stage...but dragonite kept dancing, sweating, struggling to keep going...

One stage...

Two stages...

Three stages... Oh my God...He might do it..

Four stages... Is he...?

Five stages... He is going to do it!

SIX STAGES! Oh my God!

Dragonite stopped dancing, and at the same moment he launched a paw towards blissey, clawing extremely deep wounds into her flesh!

The blissey fainted instantly, Dragonite looked so pumped, I could feel the energy flowing through his blood, just like any good trainer would.

"GO GARCHOMP!" Cynthia was screaming, as the pokeball hit the ground, with an unusal Garchomp coming out, it was glowing!

"USE OUTRAGE!" I screamt!

"USE OUTRAGE!" Cynthia shouted!

They launched towards eachother, the one who got the first hit would kill the other poke, I was trembling, and as they made contact a blinding light, and a voice: "WAKE THE FUCK UP IVAR!"

-PART THREE-

The first thing I saw was my window, then I saw my mom, littelary shouting at me so hard, her face was red, red as the most red darumaka you have ever seen. I was sweating like it was hot, but it was cold, I could see that at the thermometre, 20- minus celcius. A warm day.

I got out of bed, slipped on my Dwagonites shedded skin, and almost hit my head on a shelf, barrely landing in the bed.

"Oww...GODAMNIT Dwagonite!" Dwagonite came sliding to me extremely fast, with a look like: "I fucked up".

"I have told you one thousand times, do not just shed your ski-" Then the sad eyes, the growlith eyes "Aww...I can`t stay mad at you, but, please do not do it again?"

Dwagonite nodded his head, his pink cheeks were even pinker than usual.

I got on my clothes, the ones my father had made for me all those years ago...in black leather. Black gloves, black boots, black scarf. Even a black hat in wool. I loved it.

So, walked down into the kitchen, grabbed my bag and my lunch. And I ran. I ran faster then ever before. To Sandgem town, I was running, feeling free, all the endorphines and adrenalin in the world, runing, feeling so happy, so much joy with my Dwagonite hanging from my neck.

As I was running in the tall grass, suddenly a Wild Flock of staravias apeared. I almost shit myslef

I was looking at my Dwagonite, it looked ready for a fight. It jumped Down to the ground, roaring at the Flock of staravias, they didn`t seem a bit intimidated.

But Dwagonite did. I could feel his fear, see his sweat dribbling Down his tail, I could feel his heartbeat, and how my own beat picked up.

"DWAGONITE! USE TWISTER!" as the purplish tornado whipped up in the middle of the staravia Flock, they got mad. Real mad. They started using fly on us.

One hit me in the shoulder, another in the leg, but most of them were aiming at dwagonite!

I ran the fastest I could through this Flock of birds, throwing myself as a Shield over my Dwagonite, covering him from incomming fly attacks. My back was hit again and again, so hard, so painfull, but I had to protect my Dwagonite!

After hours of attacks, the Flock decided they had given me enough of a beating and lifted of. Meanwhile I was lying on the ground, With my back ripped in so many wounds, fainted and breathing heavily..but my Dwagonite was safe..

I blacked out.

-PART FOUR-

(This part is written from Dwagonites wiew. Enjoy)

I felt his Heavy body resting on me.. I felt his red Liquids raining Down on my, seeping on me..at first I thought he had died to protect me..then his heart started beating again..his lungs expanding and working. He was still alive. Barrely. I had felt the beaks of the pokemon almost penetrating his flesh and hitting me, but he had tightened the grip around me, protecting me for some reason. I still didn`t get it. He reminded me alot of his father, from the outside, but his aura is so different. A Nice, modest aura….shy..scared..dark Secrets and traumas, never wanted to be revealed. Ever. I need to get him off my back. Right now… so I can get him to safety..we are near humans..I can feel their faint auras!

I started to wiggle my way around his arm, slowly. It took about the time unit humans Call "an hour", and as I was doing it, I felt his aura becoming weaker and weaker.

I got free from his grip and looked at this wounds. They were many and big.. He might not be able to make it in time…I placed myself on top of his back.. licking his wounds, trying to Clear them, but he just bled even more…the salt taste that was on my toungue, wasn`t blood. It wasn`t human skin. It was my tears. I was crying for this human, for some reason..,and all of a sudden… a light engulfed me, pulsating through my body!

I became stronger..faster…better… I gripped his hand With my tail..focused..and moved at the speed of light, arriving at the Sandgem Pokemon Center. The humans freaked out, this was the first time a pokemon had ever brought a human to the pokemon center, and not to mention his condition!

The doctors rushed him to the operation table, just in time, carrying me along. I was watching the surgery, they were stabbing him With needles, cutting in him, sewing in him, I got panic, I used the same light move towards the window I saw it through!

I had to save him before they killed him!

I used all the moves I could remember, hitting it so hard that I eventually fainted from exhaustion.