Hi, I am a writer and you can call me Skulled. This is my first Honest-to-God Fanfiction that I am revising and posting, and apparently I should say something like "please don't flame me!" or whatever. Criticism is welcome, and so are flames, because I am cold and ran out of firewood.

I'm not new to writing, but my point of view sadly changes quite a bit. In any case, I thank you all for taking the time to read this.

-SETTING: Pokemon OC Region.
NAME: Boiling Point
RATED: T (For now.)
WARNINGS: Language, Mild violence, Fakemon
GENRE: Supernatural / Adventure

CHAPTER WARNING: Is not related to Pokemon in any way, bear with me. You'll see them soon.

Escape.
It was hard to do sometimes. (Run, keep running, don't look.)
And those sometimes got commonly used as days went by. (Take a left, dodge the rubble.)
Boring, as if Life was trying to ask for a change. (He's gaining, but you…)
Like it wanted you to just stop, give in they would say. (... Are faster.)

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She finally broke through the maze of fallen buildings, but that short-lived relief did not slow her mad sprint. It enhanced it to the point where everything besides her objective was a blur of color and sound. There was nothing else. No distractions beside the chase that would eventually take this immortal life from her hands and onto wherever the dead may roam.
What chase, you may ask?
We haven't have any time to explain that, human,, there's a Ghost after her!

And by the looks of things, he (the chaser) was not happy. If wild, leering grins described anything else then insanity. it described a man's patience wearing thin.
Our unidentified heroine would have to try harder, eh?
Despite the sour mood he expressed, there was a lingering aura of joy. The 'I almost have you in my grasp...' mantra that Villains were so into expressing whilst close to victory. The man's chuckles were heard over her stomping. He found the chase endearing, at best. But the deceased had no reason to breathe, no reason to stop. Unlike the other supernatural, who needed subsistence at some point.

"Swiiiiiift…." Unmistakable. The sound of mist, a lost soul whining for it's protector, a source of...power. He sang in a baritone as low as the horizon atop the hill. Truly beautiful in all of it's mystery, a temptation no one should be graced with.
She cursed under her breath at the melody of the spooky, sing-song tone, cursed at the emotion that stirred up in her. Damn... that was grade-A Horror material right there, a true actor in his natural element. Her brother, she might add. A walking corpse that had been following her for the past two years. Why not add a haunted mansion to the mix, I'm sure we can make a great movie. Maybe even a murder.

He, named Zeren, had been chasing the maiden for one reason. To obtain the power that the fanged one had, what the humans had called a vampire in olden days. Something that bit and sucked dry the life-force of virgins, blah blah blah. While this would be important in another state of mind, it was not at all relevant in the moments they shared in the present. Freakish glares and human screeches was what they loved to hear, day upon day, and that was normal. This chase was not.

Oh, who am I kidding. Back to running… well, sort of running. More like an awkward jogging. one breaks out into when trying to save breath, or time. It was time in this case. Ahead of the tortured soul in question was a ledge signifying a very long, very tall drop that was commonly referred to as a gorge of the earth. A blemish. Satan must of wanted some sort of portal so he could terrify humans, that's how deep it looked.

And then he... went and...
He...

Well, Swift couldn't remember. No, she could, but... She didn't WANT to remember at the moment. All she knew is that she had stepped into that wide gorge that opened up a gateway. She kind of ran past while trying to escape him, slipped, said a few words, then let go. Falling into a sort of gateway.

"Hello, And welcome to the world of Pokemon!"

A gateway to a land that she didn't seem to understand.

"My name is...Wi...w...And I am a Pokemon Professor!
I am here with...CRUNCH!"

Wait, who was that voice? It seemed to be coming down from below...
Wait, below?
Shouldn't she be dead?