Loss of a childhood innocence…
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. (If only...) Nintendo, Creatures Inc, Game freak and all those other good people own Pokemon.
Note: There is original charecter in here.
This has nothing to do with the true storyline of the anime, but I tried my hardest to make it all compatible with the anime series.
Tanx!
-Kyree ^_~\/
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[Narration: Ash]
Prof. Oak always warned me that Curiosity killed the meowth, and that there would be some things that are better left unknown. I'd always jeer back that I was no meowth, so I'd be fine.
Truth to tell… There are some things that will change your life forever, for better and for worse…
I had a simple, somewhat normal childhood, for all that I could remember… playing out in Professor Oak's lab, watching Gary break everything of high value and Helping my mother in the kitchen.
Mother was a magnificent gardener, amazing cook, and she did a terrific job for a single parent. I didn't know who my father was, though mother always said, "Your father is out there living out his dream of becoming a Pokémon master…" and every night, as I pretended to be asleep, Mother would walk in my room, kiss my forehead, and reassure me, and perhaps herself that "One day he'll return."
I couldn't even remember his face, or his voice… of course, I couldn't remember anything before I was four years old. Despite my many unanswered questions I lived out every day like a normal kid.
Mother knew Prof. Oak well, like her own father. She was best friends with Prof. Oak's daughter-in-law. Therefore, Prof. Oak was like a Grandpa to me. Heh, I was even entitled to call him Grandpa. I loved him like one too.
Prof. Oak had five grandchildren, Gary, Gary's older brother Aaron, and his older sister, May. Then there was Gary's cousins, Kiriko and Satoshi. Gary, Kiriko and I were inseparable. We'd play all over the lab, with the Pokémon in the pasture and even in my house, playing Joe and Mac on the super Nintendo. We'd bike all over town, and do the shopping for mom and even Prof. Oak.
Kiriko lived with grandpa. She had no family left except Grandpa and Gary's family. Her father abandoned her shortly after she watched her mother die. Her brother, Satoshi, died only two days before that night.
Her father wasn't always the way he is now… from what I heard, he was a good man, who really loved his family. One day… he changed, and things were never the same since. He was abusive, beat Kiri's mother, and left Kiri and Satoshi to care for themselves while their mother was growing sicker from the abuse and stress…
Kiri won't tell me much about her brother, not even about how he died… but she told me in detail, one night while we roasted marshmallows, the events and emotions that filled that horrible night she lost her parents.
There was a huge Pokémon convention in town. Anyone who was a Pokémon trainer, or dreamed of becoming one someday was bound to be found there. Kiri went venturing on her own, with her fathers permission. She wasn't aware that her mother went in there looking for her. She told me it started raining, and when she went on the high hill by her father, she realized her mother was missing. She told me her father threw a fit realizing she was down there looking for her.
Suddenly, as the rain grew heavier, and the sun had disappeared, all hell broke loose. Apparently, a terrorist had planted a large chain of bombs in the convention building. The agonizing screams of thousands of people and Pokémon were deafened by the ear-piercing explosion that devoured the building. Kiri says she heard herself crying for her mamma louder than the explosion. I believe her.
In anger, her father struck her for the first time in her life. She was scared… the pain didn't matter, she didn't even feel pain… except the one in her heart that drove tears to fall as she looked up at her father, paralyzed by his glare.
She said that she knows he's a good man still, because he cared for her mother that much. She also said, that after he muttered "sorry" softly, before he left her there, she could have sworn she saw a tear fall from his face.
Her story was so upsetting, and her powerful, sorrow filled tears brought me down again. I cried with her. I still do…
Gary's family also lived with Grandpa. Gary's family wasn't very rich… they often struggled with the rent, and hardly had anything decent to eat. Medication also pulled out chunks of money from them. Eventually they were left only the option to move in with Grandpa. Grandpa didn't mind at all.
Gary's father was an alcoholic, and was abusive from the start. He called Gary "mistake", and never called him by his real name. Gary's mother was a great singer and songwriter, and spoke fluent Spanish. Her songs put you in a trance. She was pretty, and not just her face, her heart as well. She never had enough money to sing proffesionaly, and her disability made her greatly discriminated.
May needed medication for whatever sickness she had. Back when we were little, we couldn't understand why it was wrong for May to have a baby at fourteen, why she needed medication for it, or what all the tears were for. What was this strange word they whispered among themselves? Rape?
As we played everyday, and laid our heads in rest at night, wondering about what to do tomorrow, Aaron was hard at work with Grandpa, being his assistant. Gary often spoke of wanting to be just like his brother. Everywhere he went, everyone he saw, all knew Gary loved his brother. But when… it happened… Gary hadn't spoken his name since the funeral…
He pretended his brother never existed, either angry, or too heart broken to realize he wasn't around anymore. No longer did he want to be an assistant. No longer did he want to take over the lab when it was time. No longer…
Gary wasn't the only one to loose a brother… Kiriko and Gary tell me about Kiri's younger brother. She often speaks about how much she loved her brother, and I could tell she missed him a lot, because the tears that fell from her cheeks and landed on my feet were cold with agony, yet warm with anger.
Funny, though… she seemed more like she cried out of frustration, rather than grief. Like he wasn't gone, but she couldn't reach him. Her tears fell, carried sorrow from her soul that cried out for him… I felt like I needed to answer them. Like as if… they were falling for me…
I loved Kiri like a sister, Gary like a brother. Boy was I surprised to find out how close to the truth I was…
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. (If only...) Nintendo, Creatures Inc, Game freak and all those other good people own Pokemon.
Note: There is original charecter in here.
This has nothing to do with the true storyline of the anime, but I tried my hardest to make it all compatible with the anime series.
Tanx!
-Kyree ^_~\/
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[Narration: Ash]
Prof. Oak always warned me that Curiosity killed the meowth, and that there would be some things that are better left unknown. I'd always jeer back that I was no meowth, so I'd be fine.
Truth to tell… There are some things that will change your life forever, for better and for worse…
I had a simple, somewhat normal childhood, for all that I could remember… playing out in Professor Oak's lab, watching Gary break everything of high value and Helping my mother in the kitchen.
Mother was a magnificent gardener, amazing cook, and she did a terrific job for a single parent. I didn't know who my father was, though mother always said, "Your father is out there living out his dream of becoming a Pokémon master…" and every night, as I pretended to be asleep, Mother would walk in my room, kiss my forehead, and reassure me, and perhaps herself that "One day he'll return."
I couldn't even remember his face, or his voice… of course, I couldn't remember anything before I was four years old. Despite my many unanswered questions I lived out every day like a normal kid.
Mother knew Prof. Oak well, like her own father. She was best friends with Prof. Oak's daughter-in-law. Therefore, Prof. Oak was like a Grandpa to me. Heh, I was even entitled to call him Grandpa. I loved him like one too.
Prof. Oak had five grandchildren, Gary, Gary's older brother Aaron, and his older sister, May. Then there was Gary's cousins, Kiriko and Satoshi. Gary, Kiriko and I were inseparable. We'd play all over the lab, with the Pokémon in the pasture and even in my house, playing Joe and Mac on the super Nintendo. We'd bike all over town, and do the shopping for mom and even Prof. Oak.
Kiriko lived with grandpa. She had no family left except Grandpa and Gary's family. Her father abandoned her shortly after she watched her mother die. Her brother, Satoshi, died only two days before that night.
Her father wasn't always the way he is now… from what I heard, he was a good man, who really loved his family. One day… he changed, and things were never the same since. He was abusive, beat Kiri's mother, and left Kiri and Satoshi to care for themselves while their mother was growing sicker from the abuse and stress…
Kiri won't tell me much about her brother, not even about how he died… but she told me in detail, one night while we roasted marshmallows, the events and emotions that filled that horrible night she lost her parents.
There was a huge Pokémon convention in town. Anyone who was a Pokémon trainer, or dreamed of becoming one someday was bound to be found there. Kiri went venturing on her own, with her fathers permission. She wasn't aware that her mother went in there looking for her. She told me it started raining, and when she went on the high hill by her father, she realized her mother was missing. She told me her father threw a fit realizing she was down there looking for her.
Suddenly, as the rain grew heavier, and the sun had disappeared, all hell broke loose. Apparently, a terrorist had planted a large chain of bombs in the convention building. The agonizing screams of thousands of people and Pokémon were deafened by the ear-piercing explosion that devoured the building. Kiri says she heard herself crying for her mamma louder than the explosion. I believe her.
In anger, her father struck her for the first time in her life. She was scared… the pain didn't matter, she didn't even feel pain… except the one in her heart that drove tears to fall as she looked up at her father, paralyzed by his glare.
She said that she knows he's a good man still, because he cared for her mother that much. She also said, that after he muttered "sorry" softly, before he left her there, she could have sworn she saw a tear fall from his face.
Her story was so upsetting, and her powerful, sorrow filled tears brought me down again. I cried with her. I still do…
Gary's family also lived with Grandpa. Gary's family wasn't very rich… they often struggled with the rent, and hardly had anything decent to eat. Medication also pulled out chunks of money from them. Eventually they were left only the option to move in with Grandpa. Grandpa didn't mind at all.
Gary's father was an alcoholic, and was abusive from the start. He called Gary "mistake", and never called him by his real name. Gary's mother was a great singer and songwriter, and spoke fluent Spanish. Her songs put you in a trance. She was pretty, and not just her face, her heart as well. She never had enough money to sing proffesionaly, and her disability made her greatly discriminated.
May needed medication for whatever sickness she had. Back when we were little, we couldn't understand why it was wrong for May to have a baby at fourteen, why she needed medication for it, or what all the tears were for. What was this strange word they whispered among themselves? Rape?
As we played everyday, and laid our heads in rest at night, wondering about what to do tomorrow, Aaron was hard at work with Grandpa, being his assistant. Gary often spoke of wanting to be just like his brother. Everywhere he went, everyone he saw, all knew Gary loved his brother. But when… it happened… Gary hadn't spoken his name since the funeral…
He pretended his brother never existed, either angry, or too heart broken to realize he wasn't around anymore. No longer did he want to be an assistant. No longer did he want to take over the lab when it was time. No longer…
Gary wasn't the only one to loose a brother… Kiriko and Gary tell me about Kiri's younger brother. She often speaks about how much she loved her brother, and I could tell she missed him a lot, because the tears that fell from her cheeks and landed on my feet were cold with agony, yet warm with anger.
Funny, though… she seemed more like she cried out of frustration, rather than grief. Like he wasn't gone, but she couldn't reach him. Her tears fell, carried sorrow from her soul that cried out for him… I felt like I needed to answer them. Like as if… they were falling for me…
I loved Kiri like a sister, Gary like a brother. Boy was I surprised to find out how close to the truth I was…