The Flaming truth: Chapter 1

The Flaming truth: Chapter 1

By: Writingninetales

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but some stuffed animals, cards, CDs, models, games, videos, DVDs, and pretty much all the other pokemon merchandise you can think of. K!

BANG! I heard a gun shot. My family awoke with a start. Two humans were near us, with long metal tubes pointed at us.

"Looks like we stumbles upon a whole family. We'll get paid richly for this! According to this book Ninetales and Vulpix furs can go for thousands."

The two men raised their metal tubes. Seeing this my mother jumped in front of us just as a pellet shot out of the tube aimed straight for me.

"NINE!" my mother shrieked as she was hit.

She looked up at me and died. My father chased them off and burned the metal things into a twisted mess. My father and two sisters gathered around her still body and mourned her death. When we were through we cremated her, as all fire pokemon should do to one they truly loved.

We knew never to trust humans again. We moved deeper into the forest. We tried to escape the fear that remained in our hearts of humans, but we knew that would be with us for all eternity. No matter how far we went, it would always be there, like a shadow on a sunny day. In the past we had let pokemon researchers, photographers, and sketchers observe us, but those days were over. We shut ourselves out of all human contact. We were emotionally scarred. Scarred in a way more painful than the shot that hit my mother. That shot of pure hatred and evil. Our lives would never be the same.

Okay how was it? Its my first fic and I know its depressing, but if I get enough positive reviews I'll put the other chapters up.