This is my first attempt-let me stress that word-at writing a Pokemon fan
fic. Please R&R and enjoy.
'One quote' indicates telepathy
these things indicates thoughts
Cold. It looked like it would be another cold day. Strange. But I wasn't at all surprised. These last few weeks had been like this. Cold and windy. And in the middle of summer, too. Oh well, it wasn't hurting any, and from what I knew, what didn't affect me wasn't worth thinking about. Besides, I was tired.
That was something that confused other pokemon too. 'How could I be asleep and still know what was going on in the world around you?' they would ask. And my reply was always the same, "how can you not?" There were times when I wished that I could just black out but I knew that that was not an option. As an Abra I was small and had to always be alert, especially for humans.
And that reminded me. Today was the day that all of the young humans were going to come out of their nest and start their 'training'. This was something that I didn't understand, and, I thought, perhaps never would. All of the other pokemon in the forest seemed ready for battle, but I wasn't. I just sat by my tree and slept. I was still young and so I needed lots of sleep. In fact, most if not all of my time was spent sleeping.
I thought over to the Ratata family that lived just a few trees away from mine. I could tell that they were nervous. And once again that evaded me. Why be nervous? Quickly I scanned the mother's thoughts. It was because of the humans. There had been other pokemon that had come to our homes with tales of humans. How they captured other pokemon and made them fight. How the pokemon were ripped away from their families because a trainer 'captured' one in something called a 'pokeball'. Hmmm. Well, if they were so worried, why not leave? Or, when the human found them, why not just run away?
Tired of all these questions, I decided to let my thoughts wander. I 'saw' the trees around me, all of the young pokemon being ushered into their nests, and I wondered. What would a human do? I had seen only a couple of humans in my life, but I still remembered them perfectly. But these humans, these 'trainers'…I was curious to see what they looked like. Were they different? Taller? Shorter? These questions on my mind, I sat and waited.
Three hours later.
Well, now I had the answers to my questions. The human trainers were different from the humans that I had seen before, but also different from each other. Before I had wondered if they were a different species of humans, like Pidgy and Spearow, human and trainer. But that idea was now gone, and a new one in it's place. Were all humans different?
Of course, that was also a silly question. Of course they were. Everything was, even Abras, but with very minor differences. These trainers, however, looked as if they weren't even of the same species. Some were tall, some short, some had high voices, others low. They even had different colored heads. But they all seemed to be wearing something. I didn't know what, all I knew was that it was strange. And, in contrast with the trainers themselves, were all the same. Now I was really confused! Did the humans want to look the same or didn't they? It made my head hurt, so I stopped thinking about it and concentrated on the more immediate problems.
For that was what the humans had brought with them, a lot of problems. At first it wasn't anything, a few Ratatta shouting. But I didn't pay any attention, for they did that when they were playing. It wasn't until I felt the sharp pain in my back that I realized that something was wrong. I was still asleep, so I scanned with my thoughts behind me. There was a small bird pokemon with a sharp looking beak, and I was surprised to find that it was a Pidgy! I didn't have time to ponder what it was doing attacking me, however, when I heard the human behind it shout something I didn't understand. At once the Pidgy lifted off the ground and flew straight at me.
Panicking, I pictured another spot in the forest in my mind and I was there in an instant. Now I knew what the Ratatta had been yelling about. That Pidgy was fierce, much fiercer than the ones that lived in the forest. And I hadn't recognized him. Where did he come from?
Pondering these questions I settled into a deeper sleep, closing my mind off from the world around me. My head still hurt so I tried not to think about what had happened. It took me awhile, but I finally realized what I should be worried about.
The pokemon who had told us that the trainers would come had said exactly that: trainers! That meant that there was more than one of these things. I quickly re-opened my mind to my surroundings and pictured the top of a tree that I often slept in.
…Nothing happened…
Wondering what went wrong I once again paid for my lack of concentration when I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. Now I was awake. Getting shakily to my feet, I slowly opened my eyes and saw, for the first time with my own eyes, a human. He was, again, strange and different. He looked shorted than the other ones and had a purple head.
But what really puzzled me were his eyes. They appeared to be glowing a dark purple color that matched his head. None of the other humans had had glowing eyes. He moved his mouth and a sound that I didn't understand- "tackle"-came out.
My senses suddenly screamed warnings to me turning around I saw something that was round coming towards me. It moved so fast-or was I just slow?- that I didn't even have a chance to react before it crashed right into my face. Pain like I had never felt before coursed through my body. I stumbled backward, crying out in pain and panic as I fell to the ground. I saw the sky partially obscured by the trees, and thought, is this what it's like to fall asleep all the way? I don't think I like it…
Okay, did you like it? Should I continue? Should I add on to the first chapter or just make what happens next the next chapter? Please review, flames accepted-they will be used to cook on the grill.
'One quote' indicates telepathy
these things indicates thoughts
Cold. It looked like it would be another cold day. Strange. But I wasn't at all surprised. These last few weeks had been like this. Cold and windy. And in the middle of summer, too. Oh well, it wasn't hurting any, and from what I knew, what didn't affect me wasn't worth thinking about. Besides, I was tired.
That was something that confused other pokemon too. 'How could I be asleep and still know what was going on in the world around you?' they would ask. And my reply was always the same, "how can you not?" There were times when I wished that I could just black out but I knew that that was not an option. As an Abra I was small and had to always be alert, especially for humans.
And that reminded me. Today was the day that all of the young humans were going to come out of their nest and start their 'training'. This was something that I didn't understand, and, I thought, perhaps never would. All of the other pokemon in the forest seemed ready for battle, but I wasn't. I just sat by my tree and slept. I was still young and so I needed lots of sleep. In fact, most if not all of my time was spent sleeping.
I thought over to the Ratata family that lived just a few trees away from mine. I could tell that they were nervous. And once again that evaded me. Why be nervous? Quickly I scanned the mother's thoughts. It was because of the humans. There had been other pokemon that had come to our homes with tales of humans. How they captured other pokemon and made them fight. How the pokemon were ripped away from their families because a trainer 'captured' one in something called a 'pokeball'. Hmmm. Well, if they were so worried, why not leave? Or, when the human found them, why not just run away?
Tired of all these questions, I decided to let my thoughts wander. I 'saw' the trees around me, all of the young pokemon being ushered into their nests, and I wondered. What would a human do? I had seen only a couple of humans in my life, but I still remembered them perfectly. But these humans, these 'trainers'…I was curious to see what they looked like. Were they different? Taller? Shorter? These questions on my mind, I sat and waited.
Three hours later.
Well, now I had the answers to my questions. The human trainers were different from the humans that I had seen before, but also different from each other. Before I had wondered if they were a different species of humans, like Pidgy and Spearow, human and trainer. But that idea was now gone, and a new one in it's place. Were all humans different?
Of course, that was also a silly question. Of course they were. Everything was, even Abras, but with very minor differences. These trainers, however, looked as if they weren't even of the same species. Some were tall, some short, some had high voices, others low. They even had different colored heads. But they all seemed to be wearing something. I didn't know what, all I knew was that it was strange. And, in contrast with the trainers themselves, were all the same. Now I was really confused! Did the humans want to look the same or didn't they? It made my head hurt, so I stopped thinking about it and concentrated on the more immediate problems.
For that was what the humans had brought with them, a lot of problems. At first it wasn't anything, a few Ratatta shouting. But I didn't pay any attention, for they did that when they were playing. It wasn't until I felt the sharp pain in my back that I realized that something was wrong. I was still asleep, so I scanned with my thoughts behind me. There was a small bird pokemon with a sharp looking beak, and I was surprised to find that it was a Pidgy! I didn't have time to ponder what it was doing attacking me, however, when I heard the human behind it shout something I didn't understand. At once the Pidgy lifted off the ground and flew straight at me.
Panicking, I pictured another spot in the forest in my mind and I was there in an instant. Now I knew what the Ratatta had been yelling about. That Pidgy was fierce, much fiercer than the ones that lived in the forest. And I hadn't recognized him. Where did he come from?
Pondering these questions I settled into a deeper sleep, closing my mind off from the world around me. My head still hurt so I tried not to think about what had happened. It took me awhile, but I finally realized what I should be worried about.
The pokemon who had told us that the trainers would come had said exactly that: trainers! That meant that there was more than one of these things. I quickly re-opened my mind to my surroundings and pictured the top of a tree that I often slept in.
…Nothing happened…
Wondering what went wrong I once again paid for my lack of concentration when I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. Now I was awake. Getting shakily to my feet, I slowly opened my eyes and saw, for the first time with my own eyes, a human. He was, again, strange and different. He looked shorted than the other ones and had a purple head.
But what really puzzled me were his eyes. They appeared to be glowing a dark purple color that matched his head. None of the other humans had had glowing eyes. He moved his mouth and a sound that I didn't understand- "tackle"-came out.
My senses suddenly screamed warnings to me turning around I saw something that was round coming towards me. It moved so fast-or was I just slow?- that I didn't even have a chance to react before it crashed right into my face. Pain like I had never felt before coursed through my body. I stumbled backward, crying out in pain and panic as I fell to the ground. I saw the sky partially obscured by the trees, and thought, is this what it's like to fall asleep all the way? I don't think I like it…
Okay, did you like it? Should I continue? Should I add on to the first chapter or just make what happens next the next chapter? Please review, flames accepted-they will be used to cook on the grill.