A Bright Future
Ch.1
This is my first story. ever. please enjoy!
A yawn escapes his mouth as he wakes up on a bright spring day, suddenly realizing that his someone had been calling him.
"David, Wake up!" Said his mother as she meekly knocked on his door.
"I'm up" he says as he stretches up, nearly touching the ceiling.
Realizing that he was doing this he thought to himself "Man i'm getting old!". Thinking over this, it dawns on him that today he turns 18. "Oh shit!" he exclaims, realizing that he had to leave for work in one hour.
David quickly scuttled to the bathroom to get a quick shower.
Meanwhile, David's mother was preparing crepes to celebrate her sons birthday. As she takes the crepes off of the pan she hears a subtle thud against the front door. "I wonder what that was" she said deciding to let curiosity get the better of her.
Much to her surprise it was an injured Ralts. As she grabbed a towel for the injured pokemon to lay on and placed it on the couch.
"What happened to you?" She asked as she lifted the Ralts to the towel she had set on the couch. "I was attacked by a pack of poochyena" a soft, feminine voice rang in her head.
Shocked by the telepathy that she had just experienced, barely noticed her son step downstairs shirtless; exclaiming "man something smells goo-" he was stopped by his mother. "Get some peroxide and a rag, please?".
Surveying his surroundings he saw the wounded Ralts. "Right away" he said before sprinting up the stairs and returning moments later with the requested materials.
"I'll handle this if you could make her something to eat" he said to his mother who said "good" in reply, walking over to the stove.
David had been trained for years to be a doctor at the academy he had gone to in years prior. "this will hurt slightly but it will help your wounds to heal properly" he said whilst applying the peroxide to the rag. He looked into the Pokemon's large red eyes and heard her say "I will trust you" ringing in his head.
I do not own pokemon