8. Horror Squirtle's story

Squirtle was a happy little pokémon with a happy little owner. She was a little girl who enjoyed playing with her friend in the backyard of her house, always hanging out at the small bond they had. The bond had small fishes swimming in it and the girl and her squirtle enjoyed watching them all day long.

They would build small boats and put them on the water and watch the wind move them around. They would get coins and throw them in the water with an innocent wish or two, smiling and laughing; enjoying their life.

But while the two were unseperatable, the girl's parents were having tough times. Always arguing and fighting, never agreeing with each other. Sometimes the girl would see a little bit of it, ending up crying in the corner and hugging the Squirtle tightly. She wanted to do something, but the adults would not listen to her.

"I want mommy and daddy to get along again..." She whispered to her Squirtle. After a moment, Squirtle squirmed off the girl's arms and suggesting her to follow, who got up slowly and did just that. They went to the kitchen and the squirtle pointed at one of the cupboards, confusing the girl. She then blinked with a smile. "Candles! We could make the place romantic for them! Maybe they'll love each other again!"

As they took the candles and walked into the livingroom, they began to lit them with the matches. The girl smiled at the Squirtle as she kept going. "Go get those classes they drink that red stuff from!" Squirtle nodded happily and ran into the kitchen. He searched for them long, suddenly hearing the girl screaming. He panicked and jumped down from a counter, running into the living room and the place was on huge fires, holding the girl in the middle.

Squirtle used the water gun as hard as he could, but he was still so small and wasn't too good with it. "Squirtle, help!" The girl screamed, crying. "Help me!" Squirtle began to cry as well, shooting the water as hard as he could, but the fires grew stronger and mightier.

"It's no use!" The girl screamed in panic. "Run away, Squirtle! You have to save yourself!"

Squirtle kept on shooting the water so that blood began to mix in with it. His tears turned red as well and his eyes lost the bright, happy colour they had once had.

"GET OUT! IT'S AN ORDER!" The girl screamed, scaring the Squirtle. The girl collapsed having to breathe the smoke and the heat, making the small pokemon panic. As he was about to run into the flames, he was grabbed by a man and carried outside. He struggled hard in the man's arms, but he was too weak.

"There was a pokémon inside!"

"Where is the girl?!"

"I'll go check!"

The neighbours were going wild as the house was burning wildy and quickly. The little Squirtle couldn't help but stare at the flames, knowing that his best friend would not come out alive. He cried hard, blood dripping out his mouth at the same time. His stomach was aching.

His heart was broken.