Ok, here's the story I started 2 years ago. Yes, the beginning really sucks, and it has no plot until halfway through, but it does get better after a while. Basically, it's my journey from being terrible with my first ever attempt at writing to being decent at it. Technically, this is a complete story, but I will be uploading 1 chapter a day. So in a little over 2 weeks, it will all be uploaded. So here you go, enjoy. (Yes, the grammar is terrible, but I did do a quick fix. I do not have time to go back and change it, so what it is is what you get.
The Legend of Thunder
Prologue
Long ago, before humans walked the earth, a prophecy was made to a powerful leader. His name was Surge. Armed with a light ball that hung on a necklace that he never took off, Surge was the mightiest Pikachu on the planet. But even the greatest grow old and die, and he was no exception. With three sons and two daughters, the elderly leader thought that he could die in peace, buried with his treasure so nobody else could be as powerful as him. Wrong. Only a week before his death, Mew teleported into his nest with a prophecy. In dark, ominous words, Mew recited the great and dark prediction.
"In a far away time, when humans walk the earth,
your descendant will come, strange colors at birth.
Named for the sound a lightning storm does make,
his attacks, so strong, boulders they'll break.
A mighty rodent he'll be, with twice your power,
but help the strange one will need, in his darkest hour.
The light ball you must lay, in a cave not far,
seal it then die, inside the fallen star.
But your spirit will linger, to give him aide when he summons your ghost
reveal the treasure's location, when his bodies' your host.
Do not do this, don't say you weren't told,
legendary power they'll have, enemies of he who is red and gold."
After prophesying, Mew let out a high pitched giggle of amusement and vanished as quickly as he had come. Needless to say, the old one was so scared and confused at the prediction, and honored that he was in a legendary presence, that he immediately did as Mew told him to do. And though, after he died, his offspring searched for his powerful treasure, it was never found, becoming just a story for young Pichu.
Chapter 1
"Is that all you can do?" A Pikachu taunted. His opponent, a male a few years older then then his foe, fainted from the wounds he had received in the battle. The battle for leadership of the Pikachu clan. The winner, an oddly colored Pikachu that had golden fur instead of yellow, went over to his girlfriend, a pretty, less powerful Pikachu named Lightning, to gloat over the victory. "What's with Pikachus these days?" he asked "So confident that they can beat me."
"You better not gloat too much." she teased "One day one of them might beat you." They ran off laughing together, deeper into the forest the Pikachu clan called its home, to look for a quiet dinner together.
Back at the nesting area, the Pikachu that had lost was complaining, and he wasn't the only one. "Why is that arrogant Thunder our clan leader?" he asked "Why not someone who is older and more experienced, not that young, stupid thing that we call a leader!"
A young female cried out "Spark, don't let him hear you! If he does, he will banish you from the clan!" But Spark wouldn't stop.
"I don't care! The clan isn't the same since he became leader!" At this there were muttered agreements "I say we get rid of "the all mighty Thunder" once and for all!" And at this, everyone agreed, and together, they started plotting about how they would get rid of their clan leader.