Chapter 1: Nate
June 17th, 2014
I was walking down the road at aroud 10:50 PM for my evening walk. I looked around the town and remembered how it used to be, before Team Plasma sweeped through. They kept ranting about 'Pokemon Liberation,' and started taking everyone's Pokemon (Not that I had one anyways...). As you could guess, things were really boring around here. I knew it wasn't true, but whenever i looked around at all of the buildings, they seemed... grayer, I suppose would be the proper way to describe it. All the life seemed... gone. I was walking by infront of an alley when I felt a weak thud shake the ground. I thought nothing of it, as minor earthquakes were common in this part of the world. Then, I felt a light wave of sorts shove against me, and heard a small Boom that came from behind me. I was curious about this, but figured they were finally tearing down that condemed building. Then, aother one shook through, much closer. i assumed a gas line was exploding, as this happened at least twice per year, and it hadn't happened the second time yet, and it was due for another explosion. I kept walking, remembering that the gas line behind me veered away from the main road a few blocks back. Then another, just where I predicted it. Then, infront of me by 50 yards, I saw a huge fireball erupt from the ground with an ear-shattering KABOOOM! 'Wait a minute, these aren't gas line explosions, they're not folowing the path... They're... Oh shit,they're bombs! Rosa's in trouble! I turned on my heel and ran faster than ever before as I raced towards my house. I got to my street and ran down towards my house. When I got there, it was engulfed in flames. I heard a weak cry from inside, and ran straight in, not caring that I could die. I stumbled and fell past the front door, wrestling my towards the smoke and flames towards the kitchen, where the cry for help was coming from. I jumped to the ground, looking for who was crying out. My heart audiably snapped in two. My sister, Rosa, was trapped under a burning support beam, and the flames were licking at her pajamas. "Brother, Help me! HELP ME!" I ran towards her, and not caring about any injuries I may sustain, picked up the beam and threw it with inhuman strength away from my sister. I picked her up and, muttering comfortingly to her, carried her outside. i laid her down on the cool grass, the dew soaking into her pajamas and soothing her burns. I removed as much of her pajamas as was acceptable and started crushing some Rawst berries I had found earlier above her to soothe the burns further. She reached up a hand to my cheek and stroked it. "Brother... Stop..."
"No, Rosa, I must sto-"
"Brother." I looked at her. She seemed calm after what had happened to her, almost to calm. "I am not going to survive. We both know that. So treat your own wounds first."
I started crying, even though I was 17. "No, Rosa... I can't-" My voice choked up at this point.
"I know. I miss mom and dad too. But, there's nothing you can do-"
"NO!" I screamed, half in grief, half in frustration. "I will save you. I can't let-" I sniffed. "I can't lose you too..." She smiled again.
"Brother, for as long as you are alive, I will watch over you... no matter what... I love you, brother..."
"I-I love you too, sis..." I layed down n the grass with her, hugging and holding her, until finally, her chest stopped moving up and down. I looked at her, and saw her exhale her final breath. The tears would not stop flowing from eyes from before, but now, a floodgate had opened. They fell like a storm in itself, and the beutiful weather almost hurt to be in after the horrible way my sister had to...to...
I couldn't take it anymore. I started sobbing and sniffling, then bawled like a baby. I couldn't stand it. My sister was taken from me like my mother and father before me. Then, I heard a rustling in the woods located not far from here, almost directly accross the road. A pokemon leaped out from the shrubbery, sending me into shock. It was a small, dark fox-like pokemon. It had red on the end of its fur. It slowly walked towards me, and I assumed it wanted to attack me, or my sister. I stood up and held my hands out. I would not let this pokemon do further damage to my sister. Suddenly, another pokemon came out from where the fox appeared earlier. It stood upright, and had small, black paws and mostly blue-colored fur. It looked like a jackal. Before I could react, it stood in front of the fox and held out its arms, just like I was doing. Finally, a third pokemon jumped, or rather stumbled, out from the bushes. It had a small, white body with green hair and a red horn protruding from its head. It ran up to the dog and fox and seemed to be pleading with them. I had no idea what they were talking about, but I got the sense that the third one didn't want the other two to fight. Then, it motioned at me, then itself. The blue dog started to grunt what I assumed was a answer, but the fox put his paw on the dog. he looked him in the eye and nodded. Then, the newest pokemon slowly shuffled towards me. It looked me in the eyes, and I suddenly saw three images: Three pokemon, too still for life. They were all larger, and what I assumed was fully evolved versions of the ones infront of me. "Your family..?" The small pokemon nodded. I reached out to shake the pokemons hand. It reached forward and layed its hand in mine. I gently shook it, and the other two came forward. I pet them both, and told them to follow me, but to hide in the woods while they do so. I traveled across the city, carrying my sister's body all the way. I stopped infront of the cemetary. I then went to a grave, the most recent one. it was marked, 'Hilda Shirokuro, 1979-2014, in memory of a loving, caring mother.' I went three feet to the left, and started digging a hole. I had to use my bare hands since I had no shovel, and our only one was most likely destroyed in the house fire. I dug for half an hour, until the black fox pokemon and the blue dog pokemon walked out of the woods with an object in their grasp, and they were heading towards me. They laid the object down, and I noticed it was a shovel. Petting both of their heads as a way of saying thank you, I picked up the shovel and started digging. It took me a full day to dig six feet underground. I climbed out of the hole, sat down, and wiped my brow. My sister's body lay against my mother's tombstone, looking as if she had just laid down for a nap. The pokemon came out of the woods once more with a box above them floating via telepathic levitation. The pokemon aid the box down at my feet. I opened it, and saw it was furnished with a comfortable blanket and soft pillow. inside were three pokeballs, very hard to find nowadays. I picked up and hugged the three pokemon. "Thank you." I breathed into their ears. "Zor!" exclaimed the fox. The blue pokemon muttered "Ri." and nodded his head. The final pokemon hugged me, and I heard a voice in my head. "I am called Ralts. Thank you for not hurting us." I hugged her back, and picked up my sister. I hugged her too, thanking her for the wonderful life she had given me. I gently laid her down in the hole. Ralts levitated her to the bottom, then they all began to fill the hole with me. When we finished, we sat in silence is a semi-circle around the new grave. I rubbed my bracelet, a simple blue chord that my sister made with my mother and I. She had one just like that. From then on, I decided: Even though I was only 18, and the odds were against me ever succeding, I would, under no circumstances, allow this to go unpunished. I would find the bomber of New Castellia City. I would find them. And I will make them pay.