As I was going through some clutter earlier, I stumbled upon the first chapter, as well as the whole plot to this story, in an old notebook. From the horrific penmanship, I presume I wrote it around the fourth grade, due to the fact that that was the year I decided I wanted to be a doctor, and in order to do so, all I needed was the crappiest handwriting on the planet.

I was a strange kid… Still am.

Nevertheless, I do still love the idea of this story, so reincarnated it shall be. Rereading through the chapter scribbled into the notebook, it seems to me like I've had this obsession with blind people as well as dark, cruel, and twisted plots for quite some time now…

Maybe I should get that checked out…

Without further ado, because the authoress loves her ado very much, leading to countless hours of story editing before posting said stories on fan fiction,

Your Guardian Angel; "Chapter One: Blind"

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, or the song "Blind" by Ke$ha.

I shoved my way out the doors of the crowded Pokemon Center, ignoring the reproachful looks I received by doing so. There were only fifteen more hours of sunlight left in the day, and I intended upon using each and every one of those hours for training.

I owed Drew that much.

Once out of the building, I veered to my right and used my favorite shortcut through a large break in the barrier of thickets skirting the city to get into the Petalburg Woods. I knew those woods like the back of my hand, so it only took just under three minutes to get to the secluded training site my dad had once showed me.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the crisp, morning air.

I was ready.

"Blaziken, Roserade, take the stage!" I called in my usual manner, tossing out two pokeballs from my bright yellow fanny pack.

Blaziken exploded out of his pokeball, doing some form of swirling kick as he plummeted towards the ground, finally sticking the landing perfectly once the ground was upon him.

Roserade was much more fluid in entrance, emerging majestically from her ball, then gracefully gliding to the ground, the roses on the ends of each of her arms acting as mini parachutes. Watching it, I thought of how proud Drew would be if he could see his childhood friend's effortless ability to captivate an audience in beauty at its peak, like it was now.

If he could see.

I forced such thoughts out of my head, then turned my attention back to the pokemon, waiting patiently for my first request. In my mind, I thought of all the possible combinations I could use for these two, as they were the strongest by far out of both Drew's team and mine together. Fire and grass don't typically go together, unless…

Got it.

"Alright, you two," I told the pokemon with a grin, "Today we're working on combination moves for the battle rounds. And I think I have just the one…"

I pointed to a large boulder, dead-center of my training clearing. "That's your target. Now Blaziken, I want you to distance yourself about ten yards away from that rock."

He grunted in response, bent his knees slightly, and leaped twenty feet towards the boulder in one massive jump, putting him in that exact spot I'd asked for. I nodded in approval and turned to the next pokemon. "Roserade, you're going to stand yourself in the halfway point between Blaziken and the opponent, facing Blaziken."

Her eyebrows furrowed, and she looked as though she were about to object, but I cut her off.

"I realize it will leave your back exposed to the other team, but if we master this move, we'll have knocked them out before they could even think about taking advantage of your position."

Roserade seemed to contemplate this for a moment, then simply shrugged and took her position. I gave them the rest of their orders on what to do, then backed away a few meters, and signaled for them to begin combination "Flaming Leaf Tornado Kick."

As the title would suggest, Blaziken leaped fifty feet into the air and towards the rock, his right leg outstretched in the same direction and incased in a whirlwind of fire. Once he was almost above Roserade, I signaled to her, and a Magical Leaf flurry erupted from her upper appendages, swirling beautifully around Blaziken's flaming leg. The petals skimmed across the surface of the flames, in turn catching fire themselves as they swirled, which was exactly as I planned it to look. Everything was going perfectly.

That is, it was until the three of us realized that our flying chicken overshot the distance between himself and the targeted boulder by about sixty yards.

I heard Blaziken let out a cry of shock, but as he was unable to do anything to alter his course without risking severe injury from the flaming rose petals spiraling wildly around his body, he could do nothing but let gravity do its job.

Roserade and I figured the tree line would put a stop to the disaster, but no such luck. The combination move was so strong it literally cut through the dense vegetation like a hot knife through butter, not slowing Blaziken's fall in the slightest, as well as leaving a giant sizzling hole through the nearest oak tree.

"Well, at least we know it's pretty and insanely powerful," I muttered to myself before following Roserade as she chased after Blaziken.

As I wove through the now singed brambles in Blaziken's wake, something ahead of me stopped me dead in my tracks.

The burnt, splintered remains of a long, thin, white cane, followed by a giant smoking crater about four yards behind it.

It felt as if my very breath had been sucked out of me. As though the planet my moon had been orbiting around for so long suddenly blew up, flinging my now purposeless moon into deep space at light speed. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, the whole room was spinning.

Was I even in a room?

Hell, I didn't know. Distantly, I heard my voice.

Screaming. Tear-filled.

"Drew!"

Well now, that was a giant prologue-ish first chapter that did nothing but give you more questions than you had when you originally clicked on the link, now wasn't it? Well don't worry, all questions will be answered by the end of Chapter Two!

Probably.

No, most likely not.

Actually, I think it will just give you a whole lot more questions.

But, things WILL start picking up next chapter!

As always, if you have any constructive criticism, any words of wisdom towards this story, or otherwise any questions, concerns or comments, I'd love to hear them.

Side Notes:

*I feel like a bad person for choosing this song for the chapter theme…

*Don't you just HATE when a giant flaming chicken meteor comes crashing through the trees and crushes you ten feet into the dirt while you're on your morning walk?

With Love,

-Asymia =-D