This is a story I'm writing on a whim. And for once, I don't think I'll be inculding any military themes in this one.

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New Evolutions

Running Away

Have you ever had a fight with your mother or father or whoever and got really mad at them? Ever think of running away? Just packing up whatever you can carry, wrapping it up in small sack and just slipping out in the dead of night, just to get even with your parents? Have you ever gotten so angry with your parents, and I mean really, really angry, we're talking being flat out pissed off… that you actually made that thought a reality, grabbed whatever you could and left home never to return?

………This happened to me about four years ago, when I was only a kid… and if I had only known then what I do now…

"I'm going to be a Pokémon Trainer!" I had yelled at my mother at the top of my lungs.

"No you are not, young lady!" My mother had shouted back.

"Yes I am, Dammit!" I had replied, rewarded with slap across my face.

"Don't you dare use that kind of language with me, young lady." She warned. Can you imagine a more sorrowful sight? A poor, overworked, single mother fighting with her spoiled rotten, whiny little brat of a daughter… yeah, I know I'm coming down pretty hard on myself, but looking back on that day I can see myself as nothing more but a brat.

"I hate you." I had said under my breath, tearing up a bit. "Why, why can't I become a Pokémon Trainer?!" I asked.

My mother was quick to answer. "Because I don't want to lose you like I lost your sister." She responded. "Just two days before she became a trainer she was killed by those beasts!" Mother had exclaimed, always angry with the Pokémon that had taken her first born from her at a young age.

"If only she had listened to me, she would still be here with us… I don't want that to happen you." She calmly reasoned.

"I am not my sister." I hatefully responded.

"That is certain… Go to your room, young lady."

"You're not the boss of me!" I shouted earning me another smack across my face.

My mother grabbed me by my arm and forced me into my room. "You're just a stubborn are your father!" I heard her shout.

I looked back at the closet door and pouted. All my friends had already left Twinleaf and started their journeys two years ago… I stood behind auguring with my mother who refused to let me leave the town. She really didn't want me to leave and die like my sister had four years ago. My sister was on her way to Jublife when she was attacked and killed by wild Pokémon, her partner Pokémon was nowhere to be found. Since then my mother was very protective of me.

I looked back at the door and pouted a little, wondering why my mother was so being so unreasonable. She never let me do anything she had thought to have been too "dangerous," and had kept me inside the house most of the time, where she could keep an eye on me. I jumped onto my bed, buried my head into a pillow and tried to scream my frustrations away.

After that I had turned on the television set in my room to try and take my mind of my latest fight with my mother… what a useless effort that was. Every channel I had turned to had Pokémon with their trainers either battling or having fun, making me even more upset.

I was about to throw the remote into the screen of the T.V. when a news flash suddenly interrupted the show. The flash was from a local news station reporting that another kid run away was found hiding under a bridge somewhere north of town.

This had given me an all too familiar idea, one I had thought about doing in the past but had never worked up the courage to go through with. I had about just running away. Grabbing what I could, all the money I had saved from chores and had received from my birthday parties, my bag packed with food, water and cloths and just leaving. It was simple, I just had to leave this stupid little town, head towards Sandgem, find the lab and ask the professor for my first Pokémon. From there I could show my mother how wrong she was to worry and show the world what I would be capable of.

The only problem, however, was the fact that I was too big of a coward to pull it off, too much of a little girl to even pack my bag without hysterically crying…

Well no more! I had decided I was going to sneak out when my mother had gone to bed and leave this town for good. I would only comeback when I felt that I had proven my mother wrong.

With a fire in my heart and tears in my eyes I packed my stuff, grabbed all the money I had, wrote a small note for my mother, telling how I felt about her and her attitude about Pokémon and left the town in the dead of night.

If only I had know what was in store for me, I would've gone back home right away, torn up the note, unpacked my things and gone to bed before mom knew what I had done… sadly this was a mistake I had to live with… even if it cost me…

Along the way, I couldn't help but admire the Pokémon along Route 201. I watched in amazement and envy as I saw a flock of Starly fly through the night sky. Starly have always been my favorite Pokémon, they still are. So small and cute…

I was too busy looking up at the sky to notice that I had been followed by a windowless van… now I know what it looks like, but believe me when I say this, this was much worse than some common pedophile… much worse.

By the time I had noticed the van and calming song had filled the air. The song was soft and soothing and was making me tired, the more I listened to it, the harder it was for me to stay awake. It wasn't long till I was out like a light.

What came next was obvious; whoever it was that had put me to sleep threw me into a van and hauled me away, far away, further than I had planned on going. And what became of me, to this day I still despise.

Running away is never a good idea... and this just helps prove it.

Oh and the whole mysterios narrative I have here isn't going to be very long.

Yeah, I know it's a short chapter but bear with me here people, more to come soon.

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Gunner out.