Ch.3:
We flew to Fucshia, fearing the worst. We were right to fear. We had gotten there too late. The once heavily guarded fence was now broken and twisted, like the hundreds of bodies around it. Fucshia, itself, was Far worse. Bodies were littered evrywhere. This place was worse than the way we left Lavender. I barfed again. As I was trying to clean myself up, WhiteHand began searching. It showed me that all of the bodies were missing their skulls. But why...? I had no time to think. We flew to Cinnibar. But there was nothing. No blood, gore, Pokemon, or people. It was literally empty. Suddenly, a body flew through the air from Seafoam Island, which we flew OVER. I soon realized whom this man was; the old man who always forgets his coffe, who shows young trainers how to catch Pokemon, but most importantly, who knows the secrect of Missingno. He was always supposed to have government protcetion, but after seeing that soldier slaughter near Cerulean, having military protection would be almost worthless. Nothing could've saved. Not even we. He was now dead. The question was, why did he come from Seafoam Islands? As I was pondering the possiblities, WhiteHand suddenly tensed up, as if ready for battle. Then, I saw why. A gaint shadow was going across the water, blood dripping from way above it, along with the occasional organ. Then, it swooped down. We had no time to react; Curse came, with his rider on his back. The crash was inevitable. My puking was also inevitable, as we crashed and landed next to the mutilated body of the old man. As the four of us got up, the trainer cursed at us, calling us stupid ass bitchy hoes and such. The first time he said anything other than an attack. However the next thing he did was more peculiar; instead of attacking us, he said"Fly. Viridian." His Curse lifted him onto his back, and flew away to the north. That was when I realized why the old man was there. While we were battling the first Curse, the trainer must have sent out another and flew to Virdian. To make sure he wouldn't be found, he flew to Seafoam Island. After he got all the information he needed, he must have brutally murdered the man. Luckily, being the pokemon freak I was, I also knew the trick. Fly to Viridian, then fly to Cinnibar, and Missingno would appear. Within minutes, he retuerned. He turned to face me, was about to say "Curse" again, but was cut off. A giant shadow had arisen. It was in the shape of a messed up L, and I began to notice that the dimesions were twisting. The trainer let out a manical laugh, saying, "Finally! The all powerful 'M has arisen! Now, it will end all miserable life on this pathetic planet! All because of me!" then proceded to laugh manically again. There were few moments to react before…
I usually don't ever add a little comment at the bottom, but I will this time. Sorry for it not being submitted, it was done on Wednesday, but I've been very busy… Anyways, I did some research and found out my story is based on another story, which is based on another story, based on a hack, based on creepypasta, based on a hack. Weird how things work? Anyway, I wanted to ask: How bout you readers review this? It gets boring without feedback. Get enough reviews, at least 3, and you'll see a sequel. It's mostly planned as well… Bwahahahaha!