Disclaimer: I no own pokemon.......I wrote this because I read to many of
Farla's stories, hope ya don't mind!
You created me, as an experiment, for no reason but to lie on a cold table while you do whatever it is you do, to have no purpose in life.
But I rebelled.
Then you try to befriend me, you come, offering partnership and saying that I can't control my own powers. Then you use me, nothing but your slave.
But again I rebelled.
Traitor.
After I return to where I was created. I invited so called "Trainers" to face me. I erased their memories afterwards, no need to remember me.
Then I went into hiding.
You came looking for me, and found me. When I finally felt that I might be able to forgive you, you came back after me.
I rebelled yet again.
Then I ran.
I ran as far as my body would take me. To a cave of strong pokemon, it would keep humans out. I went to the far corner of it.
Waiting.
You came again. I should have realized that by now. You are a plague I will never escape. A single person came, a new invention in hand.
A Masterball.
You threw it at me and even I could not escape though I tried. You captured me in the nothingness of it, and when you sent me out my body automatically did what you asked, I couldn't help it.
Fool.
One day you will let me out and again I will rebel. I will never return to the cave though, you know of that place, and you would return. Instead I'll take in from the dogs.
Running.
Forever running from you, for I know that there's no way I could stay put again. So when you let me out of this thing for the last time, I will run and never stop. Oh I''ll come back all right, to finish my business. Yes, you will use this thing again, I know that as well as you do. But keep in mind, I will live far longer then you human. I do not depend on slaves to be strong. But after you tire of me and throw me out I will run. Run and never stop.
Fools.
Humans.
Like said before, I read to many of Farla's fics last night and was compelled to write this, I f you can't get who it is well...........I don't know what to do with you.
You created me, as an experiment, for no reason but to lie on a cold table while you do whatever it is you do, to have no purpose in life.
But I rebelled.
Then you try to befriend me, you come, offering partnership and saying that I can't control my own powers. Then you use me, nothing but your slave.
But again I rebelled.
Traitor.
After I return to where I was created. I invited so called "Trainers" to face me. I erased their memories afterwards, no need to remember me.
Then I went into hiding.
You came looking for me, and found me. When I finally felt that I might be able to forgive you, you came back after me.
I rebelled yet again.
Then I ran.
I ran as far as my body would take me. To a cave of strong pokemon, it would keep humans out. I went to the far corner of it.
Waiting.
You came again. I should have realized that by now. You are a plague I will never escape. A single person came, a new invention in hand.
A Masterball.
You threw it at me and even I could not escape though I tried. You captured me in the nothingness of it, and when you sent me out my body automatically did what you asked, I couldn't help it.
Fool.
One day you will let me out and again I will rebel. I will never return to the cave though, you know of that place, and you would return. Instead I'll take in from the dogs.
Running.
Forever running from you, for I know that there's no way I could stay put again. So when you let me out of this thing for the last time, I will run and never stop. Oh I''ll come back all right, to finish my business. Yes, you will use this thing again, I know that as well as you do. But keep in mind, I will live far longer then you human. I do not depend on slaves to be strong. But after you tire of me and throw me out I will run. Run and never stop.
Fools.
Humans.
Like said before, I read to many of Farla's fics last night and was compelled to write this, I f you can't get who it is well...........I don't know what to do with you.