I'm sorry if I wrote a bad story here. This is my first story and I'm actually a tad nervous about posting it. But seriously, tell me if my work is actually shit, but don't flame, because that isn't helpfull to me. Point out where I'm wrong when I'm wrong, but don't buffalo your opinions onto me.
I don't know what I am, and only barely who I am. I have been through more shit than I thought was possible five and a half years ago. Then again, I was only twelve and a half at that time. I don't remember much around that time, either. Damn my head hurts from all this remembering.
All of a sudden, I hear something off in the distance I didn't like. A fight was somewhere close up ahead on my right, outside the forest. I rushed towards the sound in hopes that I could help whoever was being attacked. As I sprinted through the bushes, I could smell the scent of blood, and ran faster.
What I saw when I got past the the last line of trees enraged me. The first thing I saw was a large Arcanine and a mixed group of Growlithes and Houndour, numbering 17-20 in total. Then I saw what they were attacking. Two bloodied, beaten, pokemorphs lay in the clearing, both obviously female, since their torn shirts weren't hiding much.
That enraged me enough to get me fired up, but then I noticed what the Arcanine was preparing to do, or more accurately, who he was going to do, I raged. Now, I'm pissed, and I'm going to make them regret it, if it's the last thing I do.
"Step away NOW!" I roared as I rushed forward to fight the apparent ringleader of this dark parade. Confused as to how a human could speak poke speak, the Arcanine was caught by suprise, and I managed to sock him in the eye before he turned and tried to bite my hand off.
"You should not interfere, human. These shall be my sex slaves,to do with as I please," He growled as he eyed me menacingly, watching for my next move.
Even thoughI was frightened, I could not back down for these girls' sakes. I jumped to the left and rushed in for another attack, only to feel a sharp tug on the back of my jacket from one of his lackey.
"Ah shit," I thought, as I fall back and have the Arcanine and some of his lackeys claw and bite at me.
"Any last words?" th Arcanine asks as he prepare a point blank flamethrower.
"Yep," I answer as I see time slow down and a sphere of ethereal flames appear around me. Confused, the Arcanine cocks his head, still looking at me, unable to see the flames.
"Flare Blast!" I say as the sphere solidifies ino the physical, and then, in a blazing fast speed, implodes slightly, and then rushes into a huge explosion, showering me in rocks and dirt.
Woozily, I get up to see if the girls are less crispy than the now flash fried Arcanine and his gang lying on the grass. Thankfully, they seem to have been just ouside of th explosions range, but unfortunately, after I take two steps, my legs buckle, and my vision starts fading in and out. I hear voices, but I can't make out what they're saying.
"Hey, guy, are you alright?" Someone asks me. A girl, based on her voice. However, at this moment, I can't answer. I'm already unconscious.
Okay! First chapter done! Hopefully you all will have enjoyed reading this! Review and ... I forgot what came next...
Magic "Hah, you fool."
I don't want to hear that from a person who exists solely inside my imagination, asshat.
Magic "True enough. Anyway, I believe it was review and like. Or possibly subscribe. I actually can't remember either."
Hah! Anyway, do that and have a nice day everybody. Chaos, signing out.