Okay, please bear with me, as this is my first attempt at writing a fan fiction. I know I'm not a very good writer, but I'll try nonetheless. I'd also like to mention the fact that this story was inspire by Sandact6 and his story on Were-pokeism, which got me interested in the subject. Now, without further ado, my story:
Oh, wait, I don't own pokemon either…
Chapter 1: Lost…"Guys! This isn't funny…" I cried into the silent forest surrounding me, "Please, can we just set up camp?"
There was no reply. The forest was quiet save for the cry of the local bird pokemon.
"Great, just great, they forgot about me. Typical."
I sat down with a sigh on log, figuring it would be best to just wait for them to notice I was missing. With any luck, they should find me by tomorrow. Hopefully, as the food was with them.
It's not really there fault that they left me behind, as I can be very quiet sometimes, and people have a tendency to either forget about me, or overlook me entirely. It can be a real drag sometimes, but I admit, it does have its uses.
You see, me and my friends were on a camping trip. Our summer camp counselor had decide that we (as in the whole camp) needed to learn how to 'rough it' and live on our own in the wilderness. So, the split us into groups of about 5 or 6, gave us lessons on how to live in the wild, gave us some gear, and basicly said, "Your on your own now." AN: a nod to Sandact6.
Fortunately, I was with a group of people I didn't mind being with, which is a rare thing for me, as I tend to be a loner.
I take out my sleeping bag, which I have as we each had to carry our own supplies, and set it up. I then lie down on it and stare up through the dense canopy of the forest. After a while, I drift off to sleep…
Yes, I know this chapter sucked, but I couldn't really think of any other way to introduce the situation. Don't worry, next chapter should be more interesting and my chapters should get better in general as I continue, IF I continue, that is. R&R please!