This is my first story, I've been writing it in a notebook for a while now. I would love your opinions!
Prolouge:
A rather old-looking pokemon sat in front of a fire. On his left, was his apprentice and companion, Aura, a rather small Riolu, on his right, was a human girl. She had white hair, and purple eyes. She had a \certain glow to her, like she was full of good and happiness. Which she was, and the old pokemon trusted her with his life.
"Arriane."
The girl looked up, staring at her pokemon. "Yes, Shard?"
"I'm not going to live forever, Arriane. I wish I could, but I can't." The silver pokemon stood, his face glowing in the flames, and his silver fur glinting in the moonlight. "I have to leave. I want to see my home again before I die. And I know my death will be upon me soon." With a paw, he reached behind his back, and came up with a purple notebook. The end of it of full of extra sheets, it was quite dirty, and looked like it had survived an apocalypse. "Any questions you have ever had about me are answered here. I wish you good fortune, Queen."
He hadn't even turned around when a small pokemon latched onto his leg. "Shard. . . don't go." It was Aura.
The silver lucario sighed, picking up the Riolu, and setting her down by
Arriane. "Your place is here, Aura. I'll be fine." The silver lucario turned, dashing off into the distance.
Arriane opened the notebook.
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I was corrupted, even before I hatched out of my egg. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself.
Well, I was bred for a little 'science project' for a man. For what purpose? Oh, for some disease the scientist knew absolutely nothing about. It was simply called, The Infection. So why not insert it into a Riolu egg? What a GREAT idea!
Now, I guess I should start with the first human I laid my red gaze upon. Because the Infection corrupted my DNA, down to the last gene, I was unique. Just not in the way he wanted. He was Dr. Anton, as they called him. And Dr. Anton wanted something different out of me, not what he received.
For a long time, I never knew what his original plan was, but we both noted that I was special.
I am Shard. But that is not my name.
Let us, instead, begin with the first second of my existence.
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Le like the updated beginning?