Chapter 1- Stripped
b Author Note/b: This chapter is based on the views of the young pokemon trainer named Phenelope. The text in Iitalic/I represents the thoughts or view coming from the character in the chapter it's based around. The text that is not in italic is when someone is speaking or else an action happening that is not being explained or thought of from the character. I only take credit in this story line, the evil created and the young trainers created for this story. Pokemon obliviously doesn't belong to me. Please enjoy reading (
IIt's so cold..lonely and cold..Everything is lurking in the shadows around me.is it a dream? I scratch at my skin hard and rough, feeling as if thousands of cockroaches are pinching and marching underneath it. The air smells of tainted smoke and everything is such a blur. It is a dream, right? My body is so sore and feels as if I have no control over it and yet I feel as light as a feather, that I could float in the air around me. I feel calm and relaxed within me, as if I have finally found my purpose in life. I feel nothing; no grief, no pain, no love, no hate, nothing.I feel as if I have been erased, forgotten. I am just a spec of an atom, that is lost with those many others wandering in to the air trying to find their way. But wait.I see a light through this darkness of cloud and feel like the tornado ripping through me is starting to calm down./I
"Phenelope"
IMy name. Is that my name? Am I that Phenelope? It's all starting to come back like a rush flooding over my body, as if the answer is just kissing my lips but if I move it will slip away. I am here, save me. I am not forgotten after all!/I
"Phenelope"
IYes, I am Phenelope. I am starting to remember it all. The faces, the memories, it is all starting to come back to me. I begin to feel the strength build in me, that I will not fall to this darkness. I am not alone and I will not fall in to the darkness like those other specs of molecules surrounding me in the air. They are starting to surround me I don't know if I can fight all this suffocating tainting of death. Can I really become that Phenelope again?/I
"Phenelope. Come back don't leave us. Hang on."
IYes I will! For you, whoever you are you are whom I must go back to. Goodbye darkness, goodbye death, goodbye to the fangs of hunger starting to rip it's deep fangs into my bare soul. Are you mad I have found out who I really am? That I am not forgotten but that I am loved by all? That I will leave this all behind me and not fall in to your steps? Why don't you leave this dark world behind and take my hand? I promise I will not let go as long as you hold tight and begin to feel. Begin to feel love, hate, pain, happiness and the emotions that create us all. I know you can do it, forgive yourself, forgive I, forgive them, forgive us all and we will all look after you./I
"Phenelope.her grip is loosening, we're loosing her."
INo your not, please hold on longer thee high guardian that saves my soul. I lift my head to see that the darkness is beginning to brighten in to many colors that are starting to swirl around me. It is as if they are laughing at me, making fun of my attempts to help the darkness, that I will become nothing just like them. No! I won't! Please save me, forgive us all or darkness will continue. I see a hand reach out to the darkness, as if expecting another hand to brush against it and the tornado gripping my soul will be lifted. But wait.I can't breathe.my chest is heaving and I can feel a tightened force snagging at my sides. Save me, I can't breathe! I feel as if my body is being tossed and turned in a blender, my bones grinding against one another in to saw dust. The pain, make it stop! How I wish I could be more powerful, more wise and more of what I am to over come this. I feel a heaviness fog my con as swirls of dark greys and blacks twist around my body, starting to form a face before me. Keep awake, I order my body since I feel I must see who is before me. I must save them but my body refuses to help. Why won't my heart defeat my mind and body? The face that is forming is filled with anger and hatred, but wait.it's starting to disappear.the light the light.it's brightening me. No no! Leave me alone I'm scared! Somebody help I don't wait to leave the darkness I am not ready. /I
"Phenelope!"
I"Gasp." The air escapes my tattered bleeding lips, as my world filled of blackness begins to shine in to a place of color, as my eyes flutter open with a gaze of terror. My eyes have caught focus of a deadly force building underneath my lifeless dangling legs, swaying with the powerful winds trying to part me away from this world. I tighten my grip around the hand that is holding on to mine, to find a gentle and caring face greeting my horror-stricken face as if I was starring at an angel before me./I
"Hang on Phenelope, I promise I'm not going to let you go."
I"Chase." The words escaped my lips like a song, an old song I have sang over and over again that I have loved for so long and never get tired of. What a great melody it brings from one word that is now filling with the strength of the blowing winds beneath me. What kind of strength is this? I take another big gulp of air greedily, feeling a sting building in my eyes as my vision goes blurry from the beautiful face. How my arms are beginning to feel like Jell-O and wobble from a strong grip as though the winds are trying to tear my grip from the hands. "I can't hold on much.longer." I gasp from my lips, as I begin to feel nausea wave over my head and the world begins to spin./I
"No don't say that. You will make it through this. Don't let go Phenelope, don't let go!"
"I'm sorry.."
II feel my fingers begin to untangle with those of another, as I close my eyes and I feel the darkness starting to paint over the one that I was able to see through those of my eyes for mere seconds. I know that I will be okay, for some reason I know I'll be okay. I can't dare to look at the winds I am now following command to for it will be better to be blind to them. I hope I am not forgotten and maybe just maybe I saved the one of the face of an angel.my guardian angel that allowed me to remember who I was to confront that darkness.the one with the name of Chase../I
b Author Note/b: This chapter is based on the views of the young pokemon trainer named Phenelope. The text in Iitalic/I represents the thoughts or view coming from the character in the chapter it's based around. The text that is not in italic is when someone is speaking or else an action happening that is not being explained or thought of from the character. I only take credit in this story line, the evil created and the young trainers created for this story. Pokemon obliviously doesn't belong to me. Please enjoy reading (
IIt's so cold..lonely and cold..Everything is lurking in the shadows around me.is it a dream? I scratch at my skin hard and rough, feeling as if thousands of cockroaches are pinching and marching underneath it. The air smells of tainted smoke and everything is such a blur. It is a dream, right? My body is so sore and feels as if I have no control over it and yet I feel as light as a feather, that I could float in the air around me. I feel calm and relaxed within me, as if I have finally found my purpose in life. I feel nothing; no grief, no pain, no love, no hate, nothing.I feel as if I have been erased, forgotten. I am just a spec of an atom, that is lost with those many others wandering in to the air trying to find their way. But wait.I see a light through this darkness of cloud and feel like the tornado ripping through me is starting to calm down./I
"Phenelope"
IMy name. Is that my name? Am I that Phenelope? It's all starting to come back like a rush flooding over my body, as if the answer is just kissing my lips but if I move it will slip away. I am here, save me. I am not forgotten after all!/I
"Phenelope"
IYes, I am Phenelope. I am starting to remember it all. The faces, the memories, it is all starting to come back to me. I begin to feel the strength build in me, that I will not fall to this darkness. I am not alone and I will not fall in to the darkness like those other specs of molecules surrounding me in the air. They are starting to surround me I don't know if I can fight all this suffocating tainting of death. Can I really become that Phenelope again?/I
"Phenelope. Come back don't leave us. Hang on."
IYes I will! For you, whoever you are you are whom I must go back to. Goodbye darkness, goodbye death, goodbye to the fangs of hunger starting to rip it's deep fangs into my bare soul. Are you mad I have found out who I really am? That I am not forgotten but that I am loved by all? That I will leave this all behind me and not fall in to your steps? Why don't you leave this dark world behind and take my hand? I promise I will not let go as long as you hold tight and begin to feel. Begin to feel love, hate, pain, happiness and the emotions that create us all. I know you can do it, forgive yourself, forgive I, forgive them, forgive us all and we will all look after you./I
"Phenelope.her grip is loosening, we're loosing her."
INo your not, please hold on longer thee high guardian that saves my soul. I lift my head to see that the darkness is beginning to brighten in to many colors that are starting to swirl around me. It is as if they are laughing at me, making fun of my attempts to help the darkness, that I will become nothing just like them. No! I won't! Please save me, forgive us all or darkness will continue. I see a hand reach out to the darkness, as if expecting another hand to brush against it and the tornado gripping my soul will be lifted. But wait.I can't breathe.my chest is heaving and I can feel a tightened force snagging at my sides. Save me, I can't breathe! I feel as if my body is being tossed and turned in a blender, my bones grinding against one another in to saw dust. The pain, make it stop! How I wish I could be more powerful, more wise and more of what I am to over come this. I feel a heaviness fog my con as swirls of dark greys and blacks twist around my body, starting to form a face before me. Keep awake, I order my body since I feel I must see who is before me. I must save them but my body refuses to help. Why won't my heart defeat my mind and body? The face that is forming is filled with anger and hatred, but wait.it's starting to disappear.the light the light.it's brightening me. No no! Leave me alone I'm scared! Somebody help I don't wait to leave the darkness I am not ready. /I
"Phenelope!"
I"Gasp." The air escapes my tattered bleeding lips, as my world filled of blackness begins to shine in to a place of color, as my eyes flutter open with a gaze of terror. My eyes have caught focus of a deadly force building underneath my lifeless dangling legs, swaying with the powerful winds trying to part me away from this world. I tighten my grip around the hand that is holding on to mine, to find a gentle and caring face greeting my horror-stricken face as if I was starring at an angel before me./I
"Hang on Phenelope, I promise I'm not going to let you go."
I"Chase." The words escaped my lips like a song, an old song I have sang over and over again that I have loved for so long and never get tired of. What a great melody it brings from one word that is now filling with the strength of the blowing winds beneath me. What kind of strength is this? I take another big gulp of air greedily, feeling a sting building in my eyes as my vision goes blurry from the beautiful face. How my arms are beginning to feel like Jell-O and wobble from a strong grip as though the winds are trying to tear my grip from the hands. "I can't hold on much.longer." I gasp from my lips, as I begin to feel nausea wave over my head and the world begins to spin./I
"No don't say that. You will make it through this. Don't let go Phenelope, don't let go!"
"I'm sorry.."
II feel my fingers begin to untangle with those of another, as I close my eyes and I feel the darkness starting to paint over the one that I was able to see through those of my eyes for mere seconds. I know that I will be okay, for some reason I know I'll be okay. I can't dare to look at the winds I am now following command to for it will be better to be blind to them. I hope I am not forgotten and maybe just maybe I saved the one of the face of an angel.my guardian angel that allowed me to remember who I was to confront that darkness.the one with the name of Chase../I