Greetings Fanfiction readers. I hope you enjoy this fic.
A little boy sat, shivering, in the corner of his bedroom, listening to his mother getting beaten by his father. The boy was no older than the age of eight or nine, an equally scared Pichu shivering and sparking randomly listening to the crazy sounds of cursing and blows hitting flesh.
The poor boy would have called the police, if not for his father's horrible threat.
"If you call the cops, I will kill you and Ash."
The young boy, Ash, seemed to hear this over the yelling, the screaming and cursing, the punching.
Suddenly, the father screamed something to the mother.
"You get back here, NOW!"
"Ash!" The mother, Delia, said. "Run from here and don't come back"
Ash knew better than to challenge his mother's word now, so he took Pichu and jumped out of the window.
"Be careful, Ash." Delia said.
His father, Red, banged down the door and continued to beat up the woman.
Delia came prepared for this. She pressed a red button, and contacted the police to arrest Red.
Ash ran as fast as his little legs could carry him with Pichu in his arms. He soon ran to a small house with a Ryhorn in front, guarding it.
"Ryhorn, is someone home? It's really urgent!" Ash said.
Ryhorn could sense the urgency in his voice and let him pass.
He banged on the door.
"Help..." He was able to say before he and Pichu both passed out.
Two girls, around the ages of ten and eleven years old were watching "Finding Nemo" while eating popcorn and pizza when they heard a rapid knocking on the door.
"You get it Dawn, it's probably another pizza." The honey-blonde said to the blunnette, Dawn.
"Fine Serena, but you are getting it next." Dawn said to Serena.
Serena scoffed.
Dawn opened the door to find a small, wounded, black-haired boy carrying a Pichu.
"Help..." He said before he passed out.
"Serena, come here! Look!" Dawn screamed over the movie.
"What is it?" Serena asked.
Serena gasped.
"Oh no!"
That is the end of chapter one. What will happen next? Read chapter two to find out.
No flames please.