So, this is my first fanfic! :D Yay~! I have had this account for a while, just liking and favoriting other stories, but I always liked writing. So I decided to post one! :) If you notice anything wrong with the grammar or anything, please tell me! I would love some constructive criticism. Also, if I end up publishing it wrong, I am sorry!
Did you know that, sometimes, trainers abuse their pokemon? Yeah, those trainers are ass holes, but they still exist. Other, kinder, and more considerate trainers are doing their best to stop this phenomenon. Thing is though... People forget that sometimes, just like how trainers abuse their pokemon, parents abuse their kids too...
"You little bitch!" A woman yells.
'SLAP' The sound of skin to skin contact radiates through the room. I whimpered as pain blossomed in my cheek.
"How DARE you break my vase! Do you know how much it's worth? More than your life!" The older woman yells once more before she huffs and storms out of the room.
My hand went to my chest, where she had kicked me earlier, I wince.
'Think positive Eon, at least your ribs aren't broken,' I thought. Getting up off the floor, I slowly walk to the bathroom. Getting to the sink, I look in the mirror. My once pure white hair is now slightly pink with blood, my face is no longer smooth like it was, instead riddled with cuts and bruises. The skin around one of my albino red eyes is purplish, indicating a black eye.
I sigh, reaching up to open the mirror-cabinet, I grab some pain relievers, neosporin, a few bandages, and some makeup. After taking the pain relievers, I put neosporin in the cuts on my face and arms and then place the bandages on them. Using the makeup, I cover my bruises and black eye.
'This way no one will find out, and Mom won't have another reason to beat me up again.' I thought.
Did you also know that one of the main reasons a pokemon, is abused is because there are two of the same pokemon owned by a trainer? The trainer thinks that one is better than the other, thus neglecting or abusing the one they think is weak or worthless. The same can be said for humans, if one child has a sibling the other parent views as better, than the child can be susceptible to neglect or abuse. Be it verbal, or physical.
While walking down the stairs, I slightly wince.
'Man, mother really did a number on my right leg...' I thought.
"EON! Come down here now!" Mother yelled.
"Coming…" I replied, walking into the living room that was still packed with unopened boxes. Mother had already unpacked, and set up, the tv and it was turned on. On the screen was a pokemon battle between a Nidoqueen and a Charizard. Currently, the Charizard seemed to be winning. The trainer who owned the Charizard was a girl, about 11 years old. She had fiery red hair and light blue eyes. The trained who owned the Nidoqueen was a older man, looking to be about 25, with brown hair and green eyes.
"Look at your sister, she's in the Kalos league already, and winning too! I can, of course, be proud of her. Unlike you…" She said, smiling at first, but then sneering at the end. I let my head fall downward, I knew she was better than me. I mean, she has pokemon! Mother won't let me get a pokemon… 'But still, she didn't need to rub it in...' I thought.
"Eon!" She snapped, and I looked up immediately, a bit of fear showing on my face. She smiled her cruel, sadistic smile at the sight of it.
"Go out and cut some firewood, I want to see our new fireplace lit up bright!" Mother spoke, handing me the wood cutting ax.
"Ok…"
Also, did you know, sometimes when a pokemon is neglected or abused, it will try its best to impress its trainer? Sometimes they work hours on end trying to make themselves just right, so they can be accepted. Some work hard for these special abilities, sometimes… Sometimes others are born with them. Though this happens rarely, sometimes humans are born with special abilities too.
As I was walking through the woods, I started to hear voices. I turned my head left and right as I walked, trying to find where it came from. Then I saw to pokemon, one a Pansage the other a Panpour. They were the ones talking, I got closer to listen.
"So, I took the oran berry of the bush right?" The Panpour started.
"Yeah, then what?" The Pansage interrupted.
"If you would let me finish," the Panpour said with an annoyed face. "That crazy Pichu just jumped out in front of me and stole my berry!" The panpour exclaimed, still quite agitated about the matter.
The Pansage gasped, "no way!"
I shook my head and smiled as I walked away.
"Pokemon are so funny sometimes!" I mumbled happily to myself.
'Maybe these ones can strike up a good conversation? Unlike the ones in Unova, they were all so boring!' I thought, a small amount of hope filling my mind.
Some are even gifted with the ability to understand, and talk to, the pokemon themselves…
Notes- So, first couple of things is 1. This is in the Kalos region, now I have not watched much of the XY anime (though so far I like it a lot) I have played the game and my Wikipedia skills are pretty awesome so I'm going to try to make it as accurate as possible. Though, all the pokemon in the pokedex are going to be in the region, so if that isn't normal, than I don't really care cause' I want it to be that way. 2. I am sorry if Eon ends up being a bit girly, but I am a girl and this is my first time writing a boy as first person, so that's probably why. 3. I might end up making this shounen ai/yoai but I don't know. I have never written anything like that before, but I want to try, so if it ends up being crappy I am sorry.
