Finding Peace
A/N: Heres my first story. Provide any constructive criticism, so that means please R&R!
Prologue: Discovery
The sun has just started to set in Castelia City. The shadows of the skyscrapers reaching the farthest points of the city. Pidove fly away from their perchs on top of power lines, going to their nests to settle in for the night. Citizens were pulling their cars into the driveways, finally escaping work, while others were just now getting ready for the night shift. Skyarrow bridge was now recieving the running feet of its final trainers, planning to challenge the city's Gym Leader tomorrow morning. Over the fence, at the entrance of the city, was a dirt path one would rarely see. The path led to a small forest and if one were to continue to follow that path, they would come to a clearing, with a perfect view of the sky above them.
On that certain day, a boy was lying down in the clearing, gazing skyward. His name was Mark. He had dark brown hair at average length and one lock partily covered one of his eyes. His eyes were a dark blue. He was wearing a grey shirt with a lightning bolt in the center and an unzipped, black jacket over it. He also was wearing black and red tennis shoes.
" The stars are starting to come out. " He said.
And indeed they were. Tiny specks of light had just started to break through the dying light of the setting sun.
" Just Beautiful... " He muttered to himself.
Mark had come to this part of the forest every day ever since moving to this damned city. It was his only place of peace from the rest of the world.
He had orginally lived in Lacunosa Town, but his dad had to be an idiot and had an affair with some slut. His Mother and Father than had a custody battle over him, which made Mark hate the situation even more. After a long week in court, his mother gained custody over him, but at that point he didn't care who won, for he had began to despise them both. His mother wanted to move as far away from her husband as possible. She had found a low-rent apartment in Castelia, so they packed what little they had, and moved there.
His life had been hell ever since.
After reminiscing, he gripped his skecth pad. One of his hobbies was drawing Pokemon. He didn't know why, but it calmed him. He sat on a nearby log and started to flip through the pages. Mark had drawn every Pokemon native to the city and had started to run out of Pokemon to draw. He looked around the clearing. It was silent. He sighed, and started to get up. Just then, Mark heard soft crunches of grass. He quickly turned his head to the source of the sound. He heart skipped a beat at what he saw.
It was a zorua, a Pokemon few have ever seen. It was fox-like in appearence. It was dark gray, and had a large, whorled scruff of fur on its head, tipped with red coloration. It possessed a a ruff of black fur around its neck. It had a bushy tail and its limbs were tipped with red, it also seemed to be female. The most intriguing feature about it was its eyes. Most zorua appeared to have no pupils, but its eyes were different. This zorua did have pupils and the iris of each were a shade of sea green. They seemed to sparkle in the moonlight.
They both gasped at each other simulantaneously. The zorua was surprised, but didn't run away. The human didn't seem dangerous but she reamained wary. He then started to write something on the paper in his lap. She sat down, wondering what he was doing.
Mark was amazed. Zorua were known to run away when found out of transformation. He furiously drew away trying to fill in every in detail before she thought he wasnt worth her time. He noticed a small set of fangs starting to develop.
About 30 minutes later, he had finished his drawing. He saw that the zorua was still there, with a confused look on her face. He decided to explain himself.
" Um, you can understand what I'm saying right? " She nodded her head.
" Well, I draw Pokemon. See? " He held up his drawing.
She looked at the drawing in amazement. This human drew surprisingly well! He had gotten all the details correct for drawing in such a short time. She shook a nod of approval.
" Glad you like it. " He said with a weak smile.
Mark checked his watch. It glowed 9:30.
" I guess I better get back home. " He said with a sigh.
He gathered his things and started to walk away from the clearing, not realizing that there were tiny paws following him.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I should be able to post a new chapter once a week. Not sure which day though... please R&R!