Note: I got this from one of the stories I am reading to make things clear; this is for "speaking", 'thoughts', and [telepathy], hope you don't mind, Eeveelutionary, specially since I didn't ask first. Sorry. And this is also my first story.

New Life: Same Curse

Chapter 1- Blake, My Curse and My Death
(Prologue)

I have always been a misfortune child. Some say that the devil is in my shadows. But one who truly knows me told me once ,"you, my friend, are the devil who just won't leave me alone". My name is Blake and my life is a living hell till i met that friend, but my curse ruins those I love.
I am the second child in my family who always got bullied by my older brother resulting in constant fights everyday. My parents are hard working people that push our educations so we could have a better future. Unfortunately I am the nerdy one, meaning everyday I got in trouble whenever we fought even though they knew my brother always started it I who got scolded all because "I know better", "cause he doesn't listen", cause they never loved me. When my younger brother an sisters were born I was the one that took care of them and did most of the cleaning while my older brother hanged out with his friends. You may ask why didn't I go out with my friends as well? Simple, I didn't have any friends. At school everyone ignored me. They thought I was creepy and weird cause I was always silent in class all on my own. Never talked to unless ask for materials or answers. No one even knew my name. Plus my parents never let me go out on my own till I was 14 years old. I would say its because I was sick almost everyday, but the thing is they never knew that cause they didn't believe me nor paid attention to me. It was always my older brother they heard and talked to.

One day before 7th grade started I was left alone at home. I already knew I had mental problems but on that day I saw shadows following in the dark. Shadows of creatures with long pointy fingers, long hair, horns and spikes in various parts of their body watching me, stalking me. I couldn't live in hell no more. I punch a window shattering the glass and grabbed the biggest glass shard I could. I laid against the door with the shard in my hand pointing towards my guts. But once the glass touch my skin I began to cry. All I wanted was a friend to call my own. To make me forget the pain of being alone in Hell. So I closed my eyes letting my tears run down and made a prayer to meet a special someone to call my friend or die before suffering more.

School soon began and everything was the same for the next few days. I had given up in life and plan to kill myself that day when my family was asleep. But thats when I met him. He whom became dear to me and for the first time in my life I was happy for I had met my friend. I spend everyday that I could with him in the good and in the bad times. Unfortunately my curse started ruining his life. He became ill of an incurable disease. I was to blame though I did nothing, but I knew it was cause he was around me, the cursed one. He was so healthy till I started hanging out with. Soon after every now and then he would get sick sometimes for a whole week. I even manage to get him in trouble with his parents a couple of times. I never meant to get him in trouble, but still he didn't really mind. His parents just talk to him about it and that be it unlike my parents who hardly talk at all or listen. After all of that we were still friends and soon he became like the older brother I always wanted, someone I admire. The years went by and our high school year came to an end, its graduation best day of my life by far. No more school to deal with and soon I could move out and not have to worry about my family's problems and be with the person I cared for most in the world, my only friend, the only one that truly knew me. But my life has a way of making the most important day in my life into the worse hell imaginable. The ceremony soon ended and we both left with our own families to celebrate the occasion. We kept texting each other till I read that he was moving on with his life and that this was goodbye. My heart suddenly stop. I kept reading the message over and over again wishing that I was seeing things like I normally tend to do. I implore him that we could still be friends, but his response was that I was annoying. That he always hated me. All I ever did was ruin his life and he has been trying to get rid of me for years. I lost it all. I couldn't absorb what was going on, but it was too late. He was long here I stand in the corner of my room. With my graduation clothes on and my gold rope signifying that I graduated as one of the top 5% of my class, and a knife against my throat. I closed my eyes and began to cry. And one last time I prayed. "May my death be certain, swift, and painless. May I go on to a place without Hell. May I be forgotten from this world which I don't belong. May I finally be free from my curse". With that I press the knife against my throat with all my force and collapse on the floor. Everything faded out into darkness. I felt no pain. Nothing. It felt like I was in the abyss just floating around. Then from the distance I could see a light. It kept getting brighter...no closer. It was the tunnel of light for the afterlife. I can feel its warmth, so calm and relaxing. As soon as I enter I could feel the light engulf my body, but then my body began to hurt. My body fell flat on...the floor? I couldn't see anything. All i heard were my bones braking and popping out of place rearranging themselves in no human way. My ears got pull straight up above my head losing all my hearing. My nose stretching outwards as my teeth fell out being replace by new sharper ones. My fingers were compress into three smaller fatter ones and something growing from the back of my palms cutting through my skin. The blood flowing down my misshaped hands. My blood was boiling from pain. I could no longer fill my body as it continued to change. My mind enter shock mode and shut down. 'So much...for no...pain' I don't know how much time has pass since I died. My body seems to have stop changing. I still can't move but dam does it hurt like a bitch to breath. I feel movement.
"Hurry u...critical condition...begin... at once..."
That voice I don't recognize. My vision is a blur, all I can make out is the passing of small light. I closed my eyes once more. Once I opened them again I had stop moving. Everything was quiet except for a beeping sound. The light above is dim and I can see a machine next to me with wires towards me. I still couldn't move. I just lay there looking at the light as it flick on and off.
'Am I in a hospital? Am I still alive?... My curse is so great even death won't come near me... Ha ha ha'
Once again I drifted off to sleep. This time I awoke to that voice from before. There she was standing. A nurse in a white outfit with a cross on her hat and long pink hair that curls into a loop on each side. Next to her was a boy probably no more than 14 years old. He was wearing blue jeans with a light green shirt, and short spiky blond hair. Not the person I expected but I guess my family couldn't bother to show up.
Nurse Joy- "Oh look. He is waking up. How are you feeling? You have been in a coma for over two weeks now, so try to take things slowly ok."
I began to question them about the state I was found, but they just stared at me with a confused look on their face.

Jimmy- "I thought Riolu and Lucario could communicate telepathy via aura."
Nurse Joy- "Well he is still a Riolu. He probably hasn't learn how to yet. Give him time to recover for now."
I didn't even notice when they left as I began to freak out in my mind.
'Riolu?! What? No, this can't be happening. This is just a figment of my imagination, I am crazy after all, right? Yeah thats right. This is just all a bad dream. There is no way this is the afterlife.'
I began to pinch my arm but it was futile with my new stubby fingers. I couldn't grip anything in my hand... paw...whatever it is. So instead I began to rub my chest to call myself down a bit. 'I just needed to let this weird dream pass. Perhaps I am in a coma and this is just one crazy dream i'm having'. As I continue to rub my chest, I felt something in my throat. I slowly pass my hand...paw over my throat feeling every little detail. There was a thin line across my neck where I had press the knife into my throat. Yet that cut wasn't deep at all, it was hardly even a scratch. 'This can't be real.' I manage to slowly look towards the window and the outside world. There they were, Pokemon from various species hanging out along their trainers in what I assume to be the patio of the hospital. I recognize a few of the Pokemon as vulpix, squirtle, shroom, pichu, and even a sudowoodo. Can't remember if that thing was grass or ground type, perhaps rock even. 'Wait! If I am a Riolu than does that mean that kid that was in here captured me?... Well I ain't no one's pet. I just need to break out as soon as I heal'. I started moving my body slowly at first trying to get the hang of it. Surprisingly it feels like my usual body except for a few things that I am unable to do now and the pain that surges when I try to move too much. Soon though I will be able to break out. Till then I just laid there till I drifted off to sleep.

Note: I have a really crappy memory when it comes to certain things therefor I don't remember much about Pokemon other than what I have read so far so if I get something wrong do let me know so I can fix it. However some thing I am going to change on purpose.