~Losing Hope~
A/N: I am writing this here because the Description does not leave me enough space to properly explain this story. This Fanfiction is a sort of AU one could say, based on bits and pieces of multiple Poke'mon Creepy pasta stories. It is meant to be a Poke'mon Horror story...
I just haven't decided if I wanted to continue with it or not. Let me know in the reviews if you like it and think I should, otherwise, at the very least, maybe it can give you a good chill for those who seek them creepy feels once in a while.
Sincerely,
Akarii-
I don't remember much since then...
It was a dark night.
There was panting...heavy breathing...whispers in the darkness.
Mama was scared...desperate...she hid me in the floor.
"Always remember...they're not what they appear to be...they are not as they seem!"
She would repeat these words to me over and over...
They are not what they appear to be...They are not as they seem!
They are not what the appear to be...They are not as they seem!
They're not what they appear to be...they are not as they seem!
They're not what they appear to be...they are not as they seem!
She repeated these words desperatly to me...she seemed so afraid...of...somthing...
Through the cracks in the floor boards I watched as the lab men dragged her away...
I was real quiet. Mama told me to be...
I wa so scared that day...
I was crying.
She was gone for a long time after that...but eventually she came back.
Only by then...she had changed.
She had become a different mama from the mama who I watched get dragged away leaving me those parting words kicking and screaming when she hid me in the floor on the day that the lab people took her away. And on the day I turned 10...mama insisted it was time I got a Poke'mon of my very own...
"...Right. All children leave home someday..." she wold say with such drained lifelessness in her voice, "...It said so on TV."
Easily accepting for a 10 year old to go off into the world all by herself. Like a lifeless drone. She was completly different from my mama before...The mama who told me not to ever open the door when the men in lab coats come.
To this day I still don't know what they did to her...
What made her change?
I just repeat the two main things she had told me my whole life that stood out the most as the weird Professor handed me my first Poke'ball...
Over and over in my deepest memories...
"They're not what they appear to be...they are not as they seem."
And the other thing she told me...
Was that she named me "Hope" for a reason...