Not Wonderful

Scatterbug POV

I was born in the forest, and I loved it. It was great, usually very peaceful besides the occasional trainer battle. Other than that, it was wonderful. It was home.

But it was also terrifying. Every day my loved ones were torn from my grasp to go along with trainers, often never used after becoming a Vivillon.

One even came back. I hadn't seen her for months. She said she had been released; her trainer simply had no use for her is what she said. She was a Scatterbug for a while, but she was stuck in a box, where she was confined to a small space in which she could neither exit nor move more than ten feet to either side.

She killed herself soon after. She always had the feeling another trainer was right behind her, and she couldn't take it anymore.

I heard about something even worse than the box; wondertrade. Scatterbug and other common Pokemon went in, but never came out. They were trapped in an endless cycle of rejection, never to be free again. They were caught so they could be exchanged for something better. That sickens me.

I have never heard of a Scatterbug used for anything but wondertrade fodder or Pokedex fodder. We may not be the strongest Pokemon out there, but if you love us, we will love you back. If you trust us, we will trust you back. If you stick with us, we will never leave your side.

...But all anyone cares about these days are strong Pokemon that can hold its own in battle.

I was three years old when I was captured. There wasn't even a battle. Just a trainer blocking me from escape using his Pidgeot then halfheartedly throwing an ultra ball at me. I tried to escape. I tried so hard, but it was so tightly sealed. He sent me out into his arms with a smile on his face, an I smiled back. He gingerly set me onto the ground and reached into his backpack, pulling out a small platform. He placed some berries on it, which I walked toward. Before I knew what was happening, I was sent off into the infinite void of wondertrade.

I was hurled up into the air on the platform. After an abrupt stop, I was sent spinning around along with a Pidgey. It slowed down for a moment before dropping downwards toward my next trainer. Boy, was she pissed. Kinda her fault for sending a Pidgey.

I gave her a sweet smile, but I was shoved onto the platform to endure the same ordeal. The look of anger and disappointment on her face stung.

One year later

I regret that decision. I regret it more than anything else. I shouldn't have taken those berries.

All I saw in people's faces upon receiving me was more anger and disappointment.

I've been traded for many things. Once, I even saw a Diancie. But that didn't matter. I was stuck in wondertrade for who knows how long..

I even saw one of my long lost friends. That sure made me feel better.

One more year later

Still stuck in here.

I've just gotten used to sleeping while in wondertrade. In the past, my slumber was abrupt and uncomfortable. Now I can just... Sleep.

I'll never get out, will I?

Yet another year later

Nope. But now I have accepted my fate. Now I know my purpose.

I am here to make others happy. My suffering allows others to have what they want, even if I don't get what I want.

And I'm okay with that.