Now let's see.how do I put this so that even a child could understand it.I
know! I don't own Pokémon! Wasn't that easy? I don't own the Pokémon,
but the main characters are mine. PLEASE, R&R, PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU!!!
*ahem* Well, enjoy! Hey, who stole my cream soda!?
In this ever expanding world of growing insecurities
Many seek out a light, a beacon to guide them.
So many Pokémon, many the weak, naïve ones, look to their trainers as that guide
But so many of the humans are cruel or weak, and their light shines poorly through the dark.
Then, there are a rare few people who love their Pokémon enough to pose as a light,
And the guiding beacon can be seen in a Pokémon's eyes.
Finally, there are the almost unconceivable humans
Who care about their Pokémon and treat them as equals instead of weapons.
The creatures are never forced to fight
Rather, they fight because they love their trainer, and receive love in return.
With the lucky few Pokémon who have a rare human such as this,
They are truly radiant.
The Beginning
Kanto was in shock. Some people from Johto were beginning to hear about "her." She had gone through the Pewter Gym Leader's Pokémon with one hit each.from a FIRE TYPE Pokémon. No one knew her real name, for she hadn't told anyone. She carried six Pokéballs and was happily followed by a huge Rapidash with blue-white flames, a white Pidgeotto, and a black Persian. The strange trainer wore dark red jeans, a red velvet shirt, black shoes, and a crimson ribbon to tie her dark brown hair into a ponytail. Her bangs parted at the center to reveal a white rose shaped birthmark. Her emerald eyes pierced through everyone she looked at, reaching into their very souls.
For lack of a better title, many began to call her "Crimson Fury."
Those who saw the girl thought the title was greatly exaggerated. "Fury" was the wrong word entirely. Her stride was long, but tentative. Her eyes, which searched the hearts of anyone, were clouded by sadness, and the sorrow on her face touched those her eyes did not meet. She refused to ride on her Rapidash.
Not a single person dared to say that her victory over the Pewter City Gym Leader was pure dumb luck. When a Charmeleon, a Pokémon with a weakness to rock, beats a rock type, with a resistance to fire, the trainer is either incredibly strong or incredibly strategic.
.or both.
Well, what do you think? This girl is a spin off of another character I've created. I like both of them SO much, but that's beside the point. Anyway, please review this and I might be inclined to put some more up.
Well, that's about all! Talk to ya later!
In this ever expanding world of growing insecurities
Many seek out a light, a beacon to guide them.
So many Pokémon, many the weak, naïve ones, look to their trainers as that guide
But so many of the humans are cruel or weak, and their light shines poorly through the dark.
Then, there are a rare few people who love their Pokémon enough to pose as a light,
And the guiding beacon can be seen in a Pokémon's eyes.
Finally, there are the almost unconceivable humans
Who care about their Pokémon and treat them as equals instead of weapons.
The creatures are never forced to fight
Rather, they fight because they love their trainer, and receive love in return.
With the lucky few Pokémon who have a rare human such as this,
They are truly radiant.
The Beginning
Kanto was in shock. Some people from Johto were beginning to hear about "her." She had gone through the Pewter Gym Leader's Pokémon with one hit each.from a FIRE TYPE Pokémon. No one knew her real name, for she hadn't told anyone. She carried six Pokéballs and was happily followed by a huge Rapidash with blue-white flames, a white Pidgeotto, and a black Persian. The strange trainer wore dark red jeans, a red velvet shirt, black shoes, and a crimson ribbon to tie her dark brown hair into a ponytail. Her bangs parted at the center to reveal a white rose shaped birthmark. Her emerald eyes pierced through everyone she looked at, reaching into their very souls.
For lack of a better title, many began to call her "Crimson Fury."
Those who saw the girl thought the title was greatly exaggerated. "Fury" was the wrong word entirely. Her stride was long, but tentative. Her eyes, which searched the hearts of anyone, were clouded by sadness, and the sorrow on her face touched those her eyes did not meet. She refused to ride on her Rapidash.
Not a single person dared to say that her victory over the Pewter City Gym Leader was pure dumb luck. When a Charmeleon, a Pokémon with a weakness to rock, beats a rock type, with a resistance to fire, the trainer is either incredibly strong or incredibly strategic.
.or both.
Well, what do you think? This girl is a spin off of another character I've created. I like both of them SO much, but that's beside the point. Anyway, please review this and I might be inclined to put some more up.
Well, that's about all! Talk to ya later!