*I don't own Pokémon or the creepypasta this fanfiction is based on of. Pokémon belongs to Game Freak and Strangled Red belongs to the person who came up with it. Insert more legal stuff here.*
Chapter 3 The Missing One
I was being chased by a dark black creature. The creature's hair looked like it was caught in branches, but there were none. Its body was almost entirely black except for two glowing red lights on its face and a white slit that was slightly curved up into an eerie grin. I ran from it as fast as I could, but this creature was faster. It tackled me to the ground and grasped its hands around my neck. I could only stare in horror as the creature laughed wickedly and tightened its grip around my neck. The air was cut off from my lungs; I couldn't breathe. I hacked and struggled to breathe, while the creature kept grinning and stared at me with demonic delight. I begged it to stop but the creature only cackled and squeezed tighter. My head began to swim and my sight began to fade around the edges. I desperately needed air. Just before I went unconscious, the creature shoved its face into mine, its hot breath on my face. "Pretty soon…" it said, its voice sounding like a strangled whisper. "You'll end up just like me…"
My eyes suddenly flew open and I awoke with a start. My room was all dark and I heard gentle snoring next to me. My face and brow was damp with sweat and my head fell back on to my pillow with a soft thump. However, I could still feel that creature's hands grasping my neck. Oh… oh it was just another nightmare… I thought to myself.
After a few minutes of telling myself that it was just a dream, I sat up on my bed. It was settled. This was it. I was going to do it. I was going to summon the Missing One. The Missing One is a strange creature that is said to roam on the coast of Cinnebar. It was supposed to have the strength of a god. It had the powers to bring the dead back to life and many other things. Maybe… maybe this creature could help me… help me to bring Miki back. I just missed her so much; I don't think I could keep living on without her.
The Missing One could bring her back. Then everything will go back the way it used to be. I would stop being miserable and Miki could be with me once more. I quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake Mike, and tip-toed out of the room. I silently stepped out of the house and began to walk out of Pallet Town.
It was a clear night; the full moon was a creamy white pearl just pushing itself out of the earth. What great timing too. It was said that the Missing One only appeared during the night of a full moon. It was pretty chilly out here for a spring night; I was beginning to think I should've brought something warm. I knew where Cinnebar was so finding it wouldn't be a problem…
"Steven?" a voice suddenly asked. I spun around in surprise and saw a girl about my age standing behind me. She was in a long baggy T-shirt that reached down to her knees and her light brown hair tinged with silver fell to her shoulders. "It's Daisy." said the girl.
"Oh…" I said sheepishly. I haven't seen Daisy in such a long time I hardly recognized her. Man, she's grown…. She walked over to me.
"Why are you out so late?" Daisy asked gently. I shifted my eyes, trying to think of something to say. "Still thinking about Miki are you?" her voice cut into my thoughts. "How did-" I began to ask but Daisy interrupted me. "Because I know you." she said.
She wrapped her arms around me and snuggled her head on to my chest. Again, I felt that surge of guilt and I felt too choked up to speak. Instead, I rubbed her back affectionately. I felt bad about leaving her. I'm surprised she still loved me even after the way I treated her…. Damn.
"I understand…" Dasiy continued. "It's a hard time for you. I felt really sad when I heard about Miki, I liked her too. Just remember this; I'll always be by your side. I'm always going to support you, and Mike is too."
Daisy kissed my fore-head gently. Just for a moment we stared at each other and I saw sadness in her eyes. "I… I have to go…" I stuttered. Daisy nodded sadly. "I… I get that…. You need time alone I-I get that… but if you do need anyone, you could always talk to me. I'll be here." she said unhappily. I nodded and slowly began to walk off. But behind me, however, I heard weeping sounds. I knew it was Daisy crying and I felt even guiltier. I felt like such an idiot, just nudging her away like that. I shook my head.
That wasn't important now. If I wanted Miki back, I needed to see the Missing One before the moon went down. I picked up the pace and forgot about Daisy.
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Within an hour I reached Cinnebar. Everyone here was asleep so that was a good thing. The Missing One lived in the sea nearby. So at least no one will watch what I am about to do.
I walked towards the beach where it dwelled. I looked around, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. When suddenly, "WhO daRes DIstUrb ME?" I was startled when I heard the voice. It sounded like a cross between a man's and woman's voice, but with some static mixed in and a demonic ring to it. Summing up my courage, I answered, "My name is Steven. I know you are the Missing One. I heard you have the powers of a god, one of them being that you could bring the dead back to life. Perhaps you can help me." There was a pause. I was beginning to wonder if this was a huge mistake.
Then I saw it. A flicker of light in the water. A backwards L shaped thing emerged; glistening wet from the water. Its body was composed of letters, numbers, foreign writing, pictures that blinked and reappeared in other parts of its body. Some parts of it lit up, flickering like dying light bulbs. It was quiet for a second, both me and this thing just staring at each other (if it even has eyes that is). Then, that creepy voice came back.
"A mEre MorTAl… I shoUld'Ve knowN. wHat is it thIS tiMe?" it said. The voice seemed to come from the Missing One even though no mouth was visible. A shudder went down my spine. I gulped nervously.
"I need you to bring someone back." I said finally. The Missing One scoffed, it lights giving an ominous glow.
"WHy shOULd I?" it said coldly. "Because…" I sighed. "she is really important to me. I… I don't know if I could continue to live without her. Please, I'm begging you." I replied quietly. The Missing One was silent.
"WhIch PErsOn shOULD I briNG bacK?"
"A Charizard. Female."
"hEr NAMe?"
"Miki."
"MIKi… aH yes, i KNow hEr. SHe's In mY data. DIEd of A TRADing iNcident, yEs?"
"How did you know?"
"BeCAUse i kNow EverYthINg. bUt nEVerMind tHAT. bRiNGIng A cHaRizaRD BACK Is eASyENoUgh. Very Well… I ShALL gRANt Your WiSh."
I smiled to myself. This might actually work. Miki will come back to me and everyone will be happy. I will be happy. And put this whole thing in the past.
The Missing One began to shudder and bits of its body began to float off it. The bits fell to the ground in front of me and began to take shape. I first saw a tail, then a torso. My Miki was coming back. I just wanted to laugh and scream with joy. There was then a neck and then a head. It was the shape of a Charizard. There was a flash of white light and Miki stood in front of me, living and breathing. But then my face fell and my heart sank like a rock.
Miki didn't even look like herself. Bits of her were missing and the flesh around the right side her mouth was gone, showing just the gums and rotton sharp jaws. There were holes in her wings, making it now impossible for her to fly. Some flesh was missing from parts of her body and her tail didn't have a flame. But the thing that scared me the most was her throat. It was torn open and bloody, as if something clawed her.
Tears streamed out of my eyes as I stared in horror. My Miki, the Charizard I worked so hard with and loved so much, has become a monster. She stared at me blankly. There was no love or surprise in those milky white eyes of her. Hell, I'm not even sure she even knew me anymore. I turned away, unable to look at her any longer. Then something began to change inside me.
That knife wound in my chest slowly became infected. Some sort of evil darkness began to swirl inside me. I no longer felt grief and sorrow. It was replaced with rage and hatred. I turned towards the Missing One and fixed it with an enraged stare. "You... what did you do to MIKI!" I roared angrily. The Missing One only flickered its lights.
"I jUsT BRoUGht HEr bAcK To LIfE. THaT Was WHaT YOU WisHed fOr, RiGHt?" it replied coolly. My hands clenched into fists and I gritted my teeth together.
"Not like this…" I growled.
"SO WhaT? why shOuld I CARe aBouT a sTUpiD fiRE dRAgoN? YOUr cHarIZard MeaNS NoThiNG tO me." said the Missing One, with a hint of annoyance. Stung by the insult at Miki, I threw my whole body at the hellish thing.
"DAMN YOU!" I screamed. The Missing One simply broke its body apart, leaving me to crash to the ground. Spitting out sand, I snapped my head around just to see the Missing One behind me.
"YoU Can'T KILL mE!" it laughed evilly. "NOw… tAKe yOur POKémOn anD gET OuT of mY SIghT! gOOdBye." The Missing One then went back into the water before I could stop it. Good riddance. I thought bitterly. I turned to look at my disfigured Miki. She's hardly even moved since she came back.
"Miki?" I whispered. "It's me Steven…" I slowly approached my Charizard. She didn't move, not seeming to care if I was even there. "It's going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay…" I kept saying, trying to convince myself too. I placed my hand on her damaged neck.
This time she reacted, drawing herself away rapidly and bared her yellowed teeth at me. I stepped back in shock. The old Miki would never bear her teeth at me. I covered my face with my hands. It wasn't even Miki anymore. It was just a re-animated corpse without a soul. Sadly, I reached for Miki's old cracked Pokéball. It was the only item I haven't thrown out. It was the last thing I had to remind myself of her. Until now.
"Return Miki…." I said quietly. A small red laser emitted from the ball and landed on Miki, calling her back into the Pokéball. I stared quietly at her. She still had that blank look on her face. Doesn't matter. I thought to myself firmly. No matter what you look like, you're still Miki. My Miki. I held her Pokéball close to my chest.
This… all my suffering, Miki's horrid new form, and this darkness that now fills me… it's all because of him. I hate him. He ruined me. Is this his plan, to break me, to reclaim his prize as Champion? But I won't be broken no matter what. Anger once again filled up inside me. I slowly walked out of Cinnebar back towards Pallet Town. In that period of time, I forgot about Miki, the Missing One, Daisy, everything. There was only one thing on my mind.
Revenge.
On Mike.
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Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed the story so far! Yeah, I kind of changed this part up with Missingno. Didn't really feel like explaining the Lavender Town thing and then all that coming back. Yep, lazy old me ^~^. So don't flame me for that, I work hard on this. Plus Strangled Red is one of my favorite Pokémon creepypastas. So… yeah. This is possibly the fastest (and most fun time writing) I've ever worked on a fan fic. Still more to come! (Yay!)
Bye for now! ~Halfmoon22