I do not own Pokemon
Chapter 1- The Beginning
I was born September, 23, 1998. I am a little baby Ralts. My parents are a Gallade and a Gardevoir. This is the region of Syic. I was not born to a wealthy family, he barely can afford the roof above our heads. But I am the one pokemon who saves the world from evil forces that no one even knew. But were not there yet, this is the beginning of a pokemon who saves everyone.
Age 1, Just born-
"He is so adorable!" My mom Sarah says. "He`ll make great addition to the village." My dad Ryan says. "Let`s just worry about him growing up big and healthy." Sarah says. "We still need a name for the little guy." Ryan responds to her." "Your right, how about something... like Dusk!" Sarah thinks of. "Yeah, makes him sound tough, Dusk Dagon. Cool name." Ryan tells. "Then that settles it! Welcome to the world Dusk Dagon!" Sarah ends with.
Age 4, Just a little kid
I was a hell of a lot different kids. You were able to find most kids playing on the playground on the outskirts of town. But I was different. I spent most of my free time (which was all the time) Sitting down near the fire place reading a Pokemon book. My parents thought I would be a social outcast, until I meet her. "Her" was a female ralts. We were the only kid ralts, most were abras or meditites. We hate being separated. But, then her parents got a job miles and possibly regions away. It broke my heart as a kid
Age 7- A working man
It's normal for a 7 year old to start offering help in our village of Woodlake. We needed everything we could to survive. Which explains why we aren't dead yet. My task is to collect wood to the mill, and I'm done. I do this 3 times a day, everyday, until I'm older for more back-breaking, and soul-crushing jobs. It was easy and I couldn't complain, But I always felt something was missing...
I hope you enjoyed this first part of my story, I know it's not full of action, but us only three be- ginning, but there will be, but for the time being, I'm out