This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon's Metapod and Kakuna

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Blastoise

Pewter City had decreed a law that people must have a Boulder Badge to cross their borders. Kenji writes about the experiences of living under this new law through his journal and the consequences of no longer being able to go freely through the city and into the world.

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Incineroar

ivan fue vendido por sus padres por unos cientificos que lo hicieron un super humano por una explosión que lo llevo a la muerte pero el destino le dio una segunda oportunidad pero lleva unas hablidades sosprendentes y una mision que cumplir

Pokémon, a fictional race in a fictional world. We watch television shows and movies, collect cards, play videogames, and now go around the world to catch them on our phones. But what would happen, if one day we all woke up to find that pokémon, were real?

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Torracat

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Litten

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Swampert

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Banette

After being Dared to stay in an abandoned Pokeball factory by his friends, Kitos is confronted by Multiple Pokemon within the building. being forced into a severe situation, things only gets worse once he gets out, how will Kitos continue with his life once its over?

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon called Shuppet

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Farfetch'd

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon Natu

This is a poem I wrote about the pokemon named Xatu

In a world of Monsters and men, three kids grow up just wanting to help. How will the world shape them, and are they strong enouth to get through it without sacrificing everything.

Just my take on the creation of the Pokemon universe. Most of it is unofficial.

Kolton is an average high school student who mostly everyone but a select few hate. When he is transformed into a lucario, they seem to hate him even more. Just when it seems it cant get any worse, a problem on the national scale arises to stalk against him. Join him on his missadventure. (Originally posted by me on quotev but now I feel like it should go on here)

Together as brothers, Ash Ketchum and Isamu Ketchum embark on their Pokémon journey to become Pokémon Masters someday. They travel around the Kanto region with their partners Pikachu and Eevee, along with their new friends Brock and Misty in order to achieve their goals. However, when evil like Team Rocket tries to interfere, will the two brothers succeed in their dreams and goals?

Audrey has had anything but a normal childhood growing up in the outskirts of Pallet Town. Between her Mother who entertains men for a living and a father that never was, This teen has only her growing secret fetish driving her to become a Pokemon trainer. But first, She will have to get her very first Pokemon. A task that has alluded her for three years. Until today.

Betrayed by his friends. Convicted of terrorism. Killed at sea. Washing ashore in Alola, Ash wakes with a mission: Save the world. Because really, what else is he going to do?

My current life started in an egg deep under Mount Silver. Thrown into a new world without any explanation or exposition from whichever higher being decided to have fun at my expense. My story is not the story of a fairy tale hero who cares about saving the world from criminal organizations or evil, I'm a Monster. SI/OC-insert as a Pokemon, care to guess which one?

A new vaccine has been made by the Pokemon Professors which trainers can now mate with their pokemon. This book will feature my OC Rose as she takes this vaccine and mates with her pokemon each chapter. WARNING: THIS CONTAINS LEMONS IN THE NEXT CHAPTERS! You have been warned

Phillip Louis is an average successful young man in everything. He had made his fortune and is now living comfortably in a 'humble' mansion. This all changes with the fateful encounter with a Lucario, supposedly nonexistent. Then, he learns of the experience firsthand.

He was a dark man in an even darker world. Why is this wretch so transfixed on this single, bright flower that still managed to bloom beautifully in the shadows of this world?