Innocence
Chapter 1
Shadows loomed over the body, blood everywhere.
I stood frozen in place, my feet entwined in the earth.
Blacky stood rooted beside me as he cried out in fear and pain.
I wanted to stroke his head and console the Pokémon but my arms and hands felt like cinder blocks; my whole body was a statue.
The still warm blood began to creep towards us, the cruel stench of death overpowering my senses.
Soon the horrifying liquid began to rise, covering the body in its own essence.
"Bre!" Blacky began to panic as the blood reached his chin.
I longed to scream and scoop up my beloved Umbreon, but my jaw was locked, my body a rock-hard cinder block.
Finally, my jaw unlocked. I let out a scream of horror as Blacky was eaten alive by the gruesome liquid.
"BLACKY!" I screeched, desperate to save him.
My eyes widened even further in fear as the man from my deepest and darkest memories and nightmares appeared, his shadow becoming the room's background.
He let out a sinister laugh as a giant shadow of a hand reached into the rising pools of blood and yanked out Blacky's limp body.
I wanted to cry so badly, but something inside me said no.
The hand's shadow played with the dead Pokémon's body, tossing it then catching it as if it were a Persion and a cornered Rattata.
The despicable man's laugh echoed in my brain as another shadow forced my mouth open.
The blood had reached my cheek now.
The shadow ran down my throat and returned with a bottle, I heard my own voice screaming for help from inside the bottle.
I wanted to yell, 'that's my voice! That's my voice give it back!' Panic flooded my when I couldn't speak or scream.
The blood covered my mouth now, making a V-line towards my silvery eyes.
The last thing I saw was Blacky's rings turning from his usual yellow to a beautiful, entrancing blue, followed by a hypnotic purple, afterwards an earthy green took the place of the purple, and finally… blood red took the green's place.
Red… It all went red.
I awoke to Blacky's paws and voice.
"Bre! Umbre!" He cried, pawing me awake.
My eyes shot open, I was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.
Damn that dream! No, damn that memory! I thought angrily, sitting up.
I patted Blacky on the head. Morning buddy. I yawned sleepily. Blacky smiled in reply.
I got off the stiff wood floor of the boat.
My name is Opal Marie Stagg. I am fifteen years old and I haven't spoken a single word in two years.
Ready Blacky? I asked, knowing he couldn't hear me.
To my surprise, Blacky gave a curt nod and followed me out of the storage room and onto the main deck.
Blacky and I are stowaways, we couldn't afford the tickets so desperate to escape the region that caused me so much pain and grief, we snuck on board.
Our hope is that going to a new region and 'starting over' would help us escape the horrors of our past that lay untouched in Kanto.
We've been on this boat for around a month now, the once fresh and tasteful food was stale now.
We've been living off of canned goods for about four weeks now.
We are scheduled to arrive in Castelia city at twelve 'O clock sharp today.
After we get off this wretched thing Blacky and I are going to push our luck and sneak into the cargo hold of a plane.
The bright lights and dark alleys and crowds of emotionless people are far too much for a mute misfit for me to live in.
I didn't care where that plane would take us as long as it wasn't Castelia.
When I was thirteen… I saw something… something I wasn't meant to see, none of us were.
Blacky paid for my mistake. I shouldn't have ever quarreled with Team Rocket. I thought regretfully, looking at Blacky as he itched his ear.
I like to think that Blacky can hear my thoughts, but deep down I know he can't.
Blacky just knows me really well. My parents gave me Blacky when he was only hours old for my tenth birthday, they told me 'take care of Blacky and he'll take care of you.' Then days after my birthday the both… left.
I still don't know where they went or where they are now.
I don't really care anymore though, they made it very clear that I didn't matter enough to them.
Whatever.
"Bre, um!" Blacky cried, trying to get my attention.
I looked down at the Umbreon. Black gestured to the front of the boat.
A small smile formed on my face as I laid my eyes on the bustling city of Castelia.
Blacky's eyes shone. He could barely contain himself, he leapt happily to the front of the boat as he anxiously awaited for the ferry to let us off.
The old me would be bouncing off the walls and shouting like some little kid.
But now I was solemn; only half a smile on my face.
I had no clue how Blacky could still feel happiness after what was done to him, to us.
/I guess Pokémon are just naturally resilient creatures, they're forgiving and always willing to change. People on the other hand hold harsh grudges and don't 'forgive and forget' like Pokémon./ I thought, watching the beaming dark type prance on the deck.
I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked slowly and calmly to join my Pokémon.
My childhood was tainted, destroyed. I wasn't an innocent teenager anymore, I was only the mere hollow husk of one.
I was afraid to forge friendships and bonds.
My courage was gone.
Even showing emotion was a tough thing for me to do.
My eyes had once been a vibrant blue, now they were an unnatural pure metallic silver color.
My hair had once been a shiny chocolate brown, now it was a pure blond color.
/Thank Arceus they didn't touch my skin./ I thought, running my fingers across my arm at the thought of it.
I felt a twinge of relief as the city slowly grew in size.
I had grown sick of the ocean, I'd thrown up on a daily basis during the long painful voyage.
And it was getting harder by the day to trick the captain and staff that I'd paid for a ticket and room for this stupid boat.
Unlike everyone else I didn't have a room on the boat, so for a month Blacky and I had somehow managed to sleep on the floor of the storage room without anyone noticing.
My heart skipped a beat when we docked.
I slunk back into the storage room to grab my bag that had everything that mattered to me: my badge case and my five other Pokémon.
"Um miss, you aren't allowed to go in there." The ship's captain stood in back of me, a firm and accusing grimace on his face.
/Ok… now how am I going to supposed to get my stuff AND get this dude off my back?/
This was a sample of what the story is so please comment/review and tell me whether or not I should keep it up or not. :D