Prologue: Losing Home

Hey all you Pokemon lovers! Well, this is a bit of an old trick of mine, lets see if I can learn it again! Well, this is just the prologue but don't stop there! Read on, and be sure to review!

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I remember it well, much better then I'd like too. I remember Father, Mother, our little house on the hill, and even the smell of the house as I walked in from school. I remember Pooch, our pet Poochyena; and how much bigger he seemed back then, as he jumped up, his paws on my chest, as he attempted to lick my face each day. Those are the few good memories I have of the place I once called home.

But, as with most stories, there are many more bad elements then good, and, as in most stories, the bad elements are much more significant then the good ones. My bad element happened when I was 4 years old.

It was mid fall and the night was cool. A thin blanket of dead leaves, newly blown off the large tree in out yard by the gusts of wind, crunched and swished as the breeze went through it. I sat in the living room, on our soft tan carpet, playing with Pooch. I would throw his ball and he'd bring it back, it was a rather simple game as I look back on it now. Mother sat in the armchair; her feet in her warm house slippers, knitting a new blanket out of soft wool, and was now working on careful and precisely stitching a Bellossom into the pattern. Father sat on the couch, the newspaper open to the sports page, a cup of tea sitting on the coffee table in front of him and the sofa.

Suddenly, as if the glass illusion of peace had been sharply struck by some great force, the door slammed open and 5 men burst in, all clad in black uniforms with large red ' R's on their chests. Father stood, his hand going to his belt to grip Ursaring's pokeball, and Mother scooped me up and ran into the back room of the house.

" We're going to play Hide and Seek now dear, how would that be?" she said, keeping her voice completely calm, as if nothing of great importance was about to happen.

I nodded, to young to know that my mother had the ability to lie to me, and she put one of the coats that hang in the closet over my head, as if to hide me further from the Seekers, and put her fingers to her lips to shush me.

" Be a brave girl now, and be sure to stay quiet." She whispered, kissing my cheek before she shut the door to the closet.

Seconds, minutes, hours even, passed before all was quiet. All that long while I stayed silent, as mother had told me, determined to win our game of Hide and Seek. In the pocket of the coat that had been placed over my head I found a small top, with the design of a pokeball on the top and spun it around, seeing if I could balance it on my finger as it spun, and it helped to pass the time.

When I heard nothing but the occasional settling of the floorboards I opened the closet door and peeked out. The back room was empty, and so was the kitchen I found as I ventured further, ever cautious, into the silent house. One question rang through my head as I searched.

'Where were Mother and Father?'

As I opened the door to the living room, a feeling of sudden dread overwhelmed me and I froze for a moment, then shook my head to discard the feeling and opened the door. I wished I hadn't.

For there, on the floor, lay the bodies of Mother, Father, and even Pooch. Father's Ursaring and Mother's Nidorina lay on the floor at the far end of the room. The lily-shaped lamp that had stood on the small table beside the couch had been knocked off, as well as a few pictures and other trinkets in the apparent struggle. All of them were dead.

Uncontrollable shaking took hold of me, and my eyes widened, a scream seemingly lodged in my throat. I found myself running, as fast as my small legs could possible go, through the dark streets of the town, as far away from the house as I could get.

I never went back to that house, or that town, or anywhere near there. I feared what I would find if I did. Fortunately, or so it seemed back then, I was taken in by an orphanage just outside of the town of Whiteoak Town. And there I have stayed, or been forced to it now seems, ever since.

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Well, theres the Prologue! Hope you all enjoyed it! I'll probably upload Chapter 1 sometime today or tomorow, but theres no garuntee, so don't hold me to it! So go down their and click that reveiw button and send your reveiw! They will all be greatly appreciated!