Summary: A young girl wakes up in a hospital. Who are the people around her, and how do they know her? She doesn't know what Pokemon are? Why is she in a hospital?
Disclaimer: I don't own any Pokemon.
Prologue:Sacrifice
A girl spread her arms out in the rain, on the edge of a cliff. Her black hair was blown by the harsh winds. She wore a button-down white shirt with short sleeves and tattered jeans. On her feet were a pair of black tennis shoes. Around her neck was a necklace that looked like a clear-blue fang with a dragon wrapped around it. The chain of the necklace was made of metal pokemon. On one of her wrists was a silver charm bracelet that held the pokemon she owned. On her other wrist was a black leather watch, and in her hand was a pokeball that had never been seen before.
Her blood-red eyes looked at her ex-friends with disdain. Most turned away from the intense staring. She trusted her friends, but they had betrayed her. They weren't there when she needed them the most. Now, they couldn't stop her. It was for the better, after all. Her eyes flickered to the pokeball she was holding. She would never betray her friends, like they betrayed her. The girl turned and smiled at her friends behind her. Some looked at her sadly, while others couldn't bear look at her at all. Then, she ran off the cliff into the tumbling waves. Her friends shuffled closer to the cliff and look over the edge. Several of them began to cry. Others wondered why it was her that fate was cruel to. That one moment was engraved into their minds. The moment when she smiled.
Author's Note: I'll probably continue the story whether or not people read and review it, but I'd like some feedback on my work. So please review if you read it. (Although, if you don't want to it's okay...)