Missing Numbers

I do not own Pokemon OR MissingNo. If you don't know, MissingNO is a glich Pokemon from Red and Blue.

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Prologue- Missing Numbers



He was sitting there, just watching the waters off Cinnabar Island. His fishing rod had not had a bite in hours, and it was about midnight. Sleep. That's all he could think about. Sleep. He was so tired.

In one sudden moment, a ghost rose from the edge of the water. No, this was not a Gastly, or a Haunter. But it was a ghost Ookemon. It's body was purple, and was the shape of an upside-down raindrop with hands. Around it's transparent body was a purplish orange aurora. It spoke in a tone of pure evil "Give me food. Now. I have a long journey to Hoenn, and I can't go to kill on an empty stomach, can I?"

All that was found in the morning was an empty picnic basket. No blood. No body. Just a picnic basket.

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Wow, my first fic. Read and Review.