Crystal Pikachu
By: Shadow
Sky was walking down the road, alone as he wanted to be.
"HELP!!!!!"
It was a sound that made him run. He didn't know if he was safe here in Bolivar Town. With the murders and stuff around, he wasn't sure whom he could trust.
Instead of running home though, he ran to the thing that called for help. It could have been anything, but as he approached it, it was a crystal like Pikachu. It was hurt pretty badly, and it started to TALK.
"I…need…help…" it said, closing its eyes.
"No! Don't close your eyes. Don't!" Sky said, picking up the crystal Pikachu and running home. He knew he had to get it home before it died. It was so unique. He touched it to make sure it was still breathing and felt its heart beating. He picked up the pace.
It was starting to rain when Sky burst through his door, wet, in satisfaction. The Pikachu was still breathing and it looked like it would wake any second now.
"Mom! I'm home! I've got something and it needs help." Sky yelled, knowing that his Dad didn't like Pokemon very much, though they surrounded him. "Mom? Dad?"
Sky ran through his home looking for his parents. In the living room, the place was a big mess. He found his parents lying there, on the floor, covered in blood.
"Why'd this happen? If it weren't for you, I would have saved them." He shook the Pikachu hard 'til it woke up. Crying as he was, he was used to people dying on him. He took this death calmly.
"Watch it!" the Pikachu whined. "Don't shake me so hard! What'd you say?" Sky repeated what he had said. "Well, you would have been like them if it wasn't for me. Besides, I was hurt!"
"Oh… I hadn't thought about that. By the way, you can talk? I only know of one other Pokemon that can. And he's a bad one. Meowth, with Team Rocket. Famous for battling Ash." Sky said. "I'm Sky and your Crystal Pikachu." Still crying, he introduced himself to the Pikachu.
"Nope. Well, I am. But, that's not my name. I'm called Crystal 'round these joints."
"Cool."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Crystal's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I looked around the bloodied room. Seemed pretty… gross. Looks like I'm hooked up with…um…Sky over there. And I thought I was meant to be free…
I looked around some more. Not much here but a few rather new Pokeballs. I opened one. Some Pokemon I've never seen before in my life comes out. It's pretty scary looking, I'd say. It's some hedgehog like Pokemon.
"Hey! Over here. Are you hooked up with Sky?" I ask him in Pokemon language, not sure if he could understand the human language.
"It's called, 'I'm his Pokemon, and he's my trainer.'" He said, seeming mad. "I've never seen one of you around. I'm Slasher, the Sandslash. Got it? What're you supposed to be?" he asks me. I've heard of Sandslashs.
"I'm a crystal Pikachu. I can talk the human language. And, um, I'm called Crystal." I replied.
"Cool. I'll show you the rest of the gang. There are three others. That makes five of us. He just needs one more Pokemon to fill up his box."
I watched as he opened the rest of the Pokeballs.
"What the…" I muttered, seeing more unusual Pokemon. Where I had come from, there were only Pikachus.
"You'll get used to seeing new faces. I was Sky's first Pokemon. He got his license a long time ago and refused to have a starting Pokemon and caught me, but I was a Sandshrew." Slasher droned on about that day when he finally introduced the "gang".
"Ok. First up, Puncher, the Machop. Puncher, meet Crystal, the crystal Pikachu. Second up, Skull, the Cubone. Skull, come meet Crystal, the crystal Pikachu. And last but not least, Zone, the Vulpix."
I stared in disbelief that there could be more than 2 kinds of Pokemon in the world. It shows how much I didn't know.
"Get back into your Pokeballs now! I don't really have to… Hey, Crystal. I said 'Get back into your Pokeballs now!'. You're supposed to. I don't have to." Slasher said.
"I wanna make sure that Sky doesn't get mad at us!"
"But, I don't have one. Ok? I just got here and talked with Sky for a sec." I said, nervously. "I don't really want one."
"I can talk with Sky too! He understands me. And um, we all understand him." He pushed a box toward me. "Pick one. We don't really like 'em. We just go in there when we're told. We come out a lot. And when that guy came, man, that was scary."
I picked one out. It had all these little lightning bolt stickers on them.
"Good choice. It's got your surroundings in it. Let's go check on Sky." He said as he started walking. He was really big. I ran to catch up with him. It was hard, considering I had small legs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Of Crystal's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Crystal and Slasher walked into the kitchen. Crystal was awfully surprised that Sky was not crying, just staring at a picture. She wondered if she should leave this kid's life, and maybe everything would be better.
1 Maybe…
To be continued…
By: Shadow
Sky was walking down the road, alone as he wanted to be.
"HELP!!!!!"
It was a sound that made him run. He didn't know if he was safe here in Bolivar Town. With the murders and stuff around, he wasn't sure whom he could trust.
Instead of running home though, he ran to the thing that called for help. It could have been anything, but as he approached it, it was a crystal like Pikachu. It was hurt pretty badly, and it started to TALK.
"I…need…help…" it said, closing its eyes.
"No! Don't close your eyes. Don't!" Sky said, picking up the crystal Pikachu and running home. He knew he had to get it home before it died. It was so unique. He touched it to make sure it was still breathing and felt its heart beating. He picked up the pace.
It was starting to rain when Sky burst through his door, wet, in satisfaction. The Pikachu was still breathing and it looked like it would wake any second now.
"Mom! I'm home! I've got something and it needs help." Sky yelled, knowing that his Dad didn't like Pokemon very much, though they surrounded him. "Mom? Dad?"
Sky ran through his home looking for his parents. In the living room, the place was a big mess. He found his parents lying there, on the floor, covered in blood.
"Why'd this happen? If it weren't for you, I would have saved them." He shook the Pikachu hard 'til it woke up. Crying as he was, he was used to people dying on him. He took this death calmly.
"Watch it!" the Pikachu whined. "Don't shake me so hard! What'd you say?" Sky repeated what he had said. "Well, you would have been like them if it wasn't for me. Besides, I was hurt!"
"Oh… I hadn't thought about that. By the way, you can talk? I only know of one other Pokemon that can. And he's a bad one. Meowth, with Team Rocket. Famous for battling Ash." Sky said. "I'm Sky and your Crystal Pikachu." Still crying, he introduced himself to the Pikachu.
"Nope. Well, I am. But, that's not my name. I'm called Crystal 'round these joints."
"Cool."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Crystal's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I looked around the bloodied room. Seemed pretty… gross. Looks like I'm hooked up with…um…Sky over there. And I thought I was meant to be free…
I looked around some more. Not much here but a few rather new Pokeballs. I opened one. Some Pokemon I've never seen before in my life comes out. It's pretty scary looking, I'd say. It's some hedgehog like Pokemon.
"Hey! Over here. Are you hooked up with Sky?" I ask him in Pokemon language, not sure if he could understand the human language.
"It's called, 'I'm his Pokemon, and he's my trainer.'" He said, seeming mad. "I've never seen one of you around. I'm Slasher, the Sandslash. Got it? What're you supposed to be?" he asks me. I've heard of Sandslashs.
"I'm a crystal Pikachu. I can talk the human language. And, um, I'm called Crystal." I replied.
"Cool. I'll show you the rest of the gang. There are three others. That makes five of us. He just needs one more Pokemon to fill up his box."
I watched as he opened the rest of the Pokeballs.
"What the…" I muttered, seeing more unusual Pokemon. Where I had come from, there were only Pikachus.
"You'll get used to seeing new faces. I was Sky's first Pokemon. He got his license a long time ago and refused to have a starting Pokemon and caught me, but I was a Sandshrew." Slasher droned on about that day when he finally introduced the "gang".
"Ok. First up, Puncher, the Machop. Puncher, meet Crystal, the crystal Pikachu. Second up, Skull, the Cubone. Skull, come meet Crystal, the crystal Pikachu. And last but not least, Zone, the Vulpix."
I stared in disbelief that there could be more than 2 kinds of Pokemon in the world. It shows how much I didn't know.
"Get back into your Pokeballs now! I don't really have to… Hey, Crystal. I said 'Get back into your Pokeballs now!'. You're supposed to. I don't have to." Slasher said.
"I wanna make sure that Sky doesn't get mad at us!"
"But, I don't have one. Ok? I just got here and talked with Sky for a sec." I said, nervously. "I don't really want one."
"I can talk with Sky too! He understands me. And um, we all understand him." He pushed a box toward me. "Pick one. We don't really like 'em. We just go in there when we're told. We come out a lot. And when that guy came, man, that was scary."
I picked one out. It had all these little lightning bolt stickers on them.
"Good choice. It's got your surroundings in it. Let's go check on Sky." He said as he started walking. He was really big. I ran to catch up with him. It was hard, considering I had small legs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Of Crystal's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Crystal and Slasher walked into the kitchen. Crystal was awfully surprised that Sky was not crying, just staring at a picture. She wondered if she should leave this kid's life, and maybe everything would be better.
1 Maybe…
To be continued…
