Disaster
Horror is awesome, and don't you forget it!
Disclaimer: Of course I own it! That's why you see my name in the credits!
Sum: Kaosu the Absol is like any other Absol. But when she becomes an Assasin for the God of Chaos, what will happen next? New Pokemon are discovered, as well as two new types.
"I died."
"That's been over for about a week. And you didn't die."
"Yes, but I wanted to. Besides, I've been randomly saying that I've died for about a week or so."
Prolouge
I ran at full speed, trying to get to the site before Anubis struck again. Anubis, the bloody bastard, had made a lot of souls pass over in California because of his want for revenge for being trapped in that tomb, and now he was coming back to Eygpt to cause some more bad luck. I inwardly sighed. Even if he was a demi-god, he still had no right to go around causing Chaos just for the hell of it. Well, actually he did, but it's better to believe he didn't. All the Pokemon around me are running in fear, for they know if I pass through any place, disaster is sure to strike. Sure, I may just be any old Absol just running around for some exsercise, but we Absol always seem to have an assload of bad luck follow our footsteps.
I ran past some trainers, who were quite surprised. A few of them even tried to catch me, but I avioded all the Pokeballs, focusing on my task at hand. I left those trainers in the dust. Or, at least I thought I had. It seems that these were not average trainers, but some of those bloody hunters that catch Pokemon and sell them. And they had these annoying teched-up bikes that went faster than normal bikes. I think humans call them motorcycles, but I'm not sure. Well, back to the task at hand. I lept over a small ditch, not bothering to turn around to look back at those bloody hunters, because doing so would slow me down. As I ran, I spooked some Buneary, who raised their fists and shouted numerous swear words before realizing I was an Absol and running away. Seriously, why couldn't Absol be nice, normal Pokemon who didn't have loads of bad luck following them like the dogs of Hades? I inwardly sighed again, and jumped over a much large ditch.
I ran at full speed for about an hour before getting tired and slowing my pace to a normal run. At about sundown, I felt my energies shoot back up as I darted through a forest. Fate seems to hate me, though, because he sent an assload of Beedrill at me, so I yet again had to go at full speed, in hopes of losing those bloody paraniod bitches. A while later, the Beedrill gave up and went home. I found a nice spot to sleep at the bottom of a large Oak tree and curled up there for a small power nap so I could get my energy up for another day of running towards the shores of whatever coastline city I was headed in the direction of. Well, I knew I was heading to the Sea, because Absols have to be good with directions, or they can't tell people of their impending doom.
After about three hours of sleep, I forced my highly unwilling body up and started running again, hoping to find a small stream so I could catch myself breakfast. Fate seemed to be okay with me eating so he can torture me more, so he let me find a stream to catch my breakfast. I grabbed a few Remoraid before eating them raw and alive, and speeding off to the coastline. A few hours later, I made it. I saw a boat and listen to a couple conversations to try and figure out which boat would take me to Europe or Africa. I found a winner, and sneaked on board, planning on stowing away. Three horrible weeks later, I was a hellouva lot skinnier, but I was alive and in Africa. I quickly darted out of the boat and dashed to the village to try to steal some food. Some children thought I was a big, fluffy dog Pokemon and gave me some food, which I hungrily devoured, before darting out the oppisite side of town to the desert.
Unfortunetly, Fate has decided he hates me again. I was running around in the desert to Eygpt when I ran into some quicksand like...well, sand. I kept sinking, faster that normal even if I had been struggling, when I realized the problem. Some bloody Pokemon, demi-god, or asswipe baslik was trying to kill me. Again. Why, oh, why did I have to be an Absol? I could've been any other Pokemon, but that bloody God of mine just had to make me an Absol. As I was busy detesting Fate and numerous other heavenly forces, a gaint snake rose out of the sand. I would've screamed, had I not been encased in an assload of sand that was up to my neck, that, and Absols don't really do the Oh-My-Fing-God-I'm-Gonna-Be-Eaten-By-A-Bloody-Snake scream. Humans, however, do.
And just as the bloody Baslik was about to eat my head, I was pulled down into the sand, never to be seen again...Or had I?
Well, I just had a nice thought. I could have retilted this "The Unfortunate death of an Absol", wrote it off as a One-shot, and be done with this whole thing, but that'd make me lazy. And even tho being lazy is as awesome as hell, I have sworn to try to make myself less lazy.