Gray sky
A pokémorph's story
Chapter Two: False Living
Everyone told me that when I was born, lightening cracked the sky and I was the most vile, ugly baby to set foot on Hoenn. But then again, that could be just because they didn't like me. It's understandable. A lot of people don't like me. I have reason to believe it's the attitude. Tch. I don't care if they like it or not. I can't remember anything since before I was five. I was five years old when I was supposedly taken off the streets as an orphan, and experimented on until I became the half-breed I am now. I somehow manage to doubt that, too. It seems like something to tell me so I'd shut up and stop asking questions. The earliest stages of being in the Magma hideout's prison was when it was my birthday— June 4th, and I actually asked a guard if I could have something special. I don't even have the slightest idea how I knew that you get special things on your birthday.
Guess what happened? I was beaten for such a stupid question, the marks on my weeks there for quite a while. Woo, talk about a good child's mistake. And I wonder why no one happened to warn me. The people I was 'friends' with were a lovely Ninetails half-breed named Haru, a Gloom half-breed named Nioi, and a guard's Murkrow named Wynzor. I wouldn't say we were like save-the-other-guy's-puppy kind of best friends, but nonetheless they were friends that meant quite a lot to me.
Growing up in a crappy place like the Hideout made me actually think this was life—everyone's life. There were the humans, who were superior with their intelligent minds, and the half-breeds, who were mindless, clueless, and at the humans' beck and call. I didn't even think the humans were scary. I pretty much figured this was how life was set-up, so I shouldn't complain to the cycle of living. Boy, was I wrong or what? You bet right about the moment I figured it all out I felt pretty damn stupid, too. And about the day where I found out…
A Roselia half-breed named Haru had escaped again, how she managed to do it, no one was sure. But it was sort of funny to watch her run out, then us inside hear how every damn time she got mesmerized by the outside world and ended up just standing there until someone caught her and dragged her in.
Around the time it was getting to nearly Haru's one-hundredth time to escape, I considered escaping myself. In fact, there was a lot of talk about escape, and I start listening in. It didn't bring me down when the others (all older than me at the time) told me I wouldn't stand a chance, but I listened anyways. Then it came down to the day of escape, which ironically enough I was a big part in. The plan was that I pretend to act up and be annoying, then as the guard got ready to beat me, I had to attack back, grab his keys, free the others, then all of us together would escape, kicking Magma ass as one. Just keep in mind I was seven and a half, and it took three days for me to remember this plan. I wasn't smart in the whole mind category.
Then escaping day came. And let me tell you, everything went perfect. So I was being annoying, prancing about and making rude remarks to the guard to really piss him off. The moment he opened that door I lunged at him using newfound instincts I didn't know I had, then gave him a bite that left a mark for a long time. My hands went for his keys and I found myself going quick as hell, trying to get all the locks undone, and set everyone free. I did it— I actually did it! I received a lot of small thanks, and then it came to where everyone escaped. Everyone had got free too, except the water pokémon who needed to be tanked 24-7, and Haru. She was staring, of course. And that's how I did. That's how I escaped the false living, setting foot into the woods of the new world. I felt overwhelmed with happiness, seeing everyone else free, passing by me. But then, that's when I realized something was wrong. Everyone was leaving. Leaving me. Almost everyone went their separate ways, everyone except those who were of a family, or in love. But that's when I found myself in the woods, ash raining from the heavens, dotting my head and face, like dry pointless tears. They had left me. Now I was alone.
And where was I to go? Nowhere, that's where. I was lost now and lacked a purpose now that I was free of the false living. I kneeled down alone at the foot of a tree, watching wild pokémon frightened by the escape passing by. I brought my knees up to my chest, begging my eyes not to bring out the tears. I was fine, wasn't I? As so long as I was free, everything was going to be okay. I watched as a Numel trudged past me in the ash-covered grass, and a Machop followed after him. They seemed awfully cheery. I soon realized I was getting nowhere sitting there and pouting. I needed to explore this new world.
I had worked my way through the trees for quite a while, until there was an unexpected end to the trees. There was some sort of civilization, or so I comprehended, where humans were roaming about. And I don't mean just one or two humans—they were everywhere. There were two buildings the humans went in and out of the most. One was red, the other, just next to it, blue. What were these strange two buildings? Keeping back a bit, because something in my instincts told me to, I tried my best to read the signs in front of the two. The red one was called a Pokémon Center, the blue one a PokéMart. This was strange. I tried to see the difference between humans walking in and out of each building. After several hours of watching, I realized the Pokémon Center was to heal sick, tired, or dying pokémon, while the PokéMart being a place to stock up items, or purchase them—it was one or the other. As I sneaked around this human civilization in the shadows, I realized that besides the Pokémon Center and PokéMart, most of the other building structures were homes that humans lived in. But there was one building I didn't understand. It was tall and noticeable the most from all the others. It was huge, and dome like, with a simple sign that said 'Lavaridge Gym'. Humans went in, and humans went out. But the humans that went in looked determined, while humans came walking out either looking sad and upset, or happy and proud. I couldn't quite understand it, really. And curiosity somehow got the best of me on this round.
I waited until the following night, waiting intently to understand what it was. Then my stomach growled. I realized I had just gone a complete day without food, and I didn't really know where to find any. Okay, you want to know how bad I wanted to know about this Gym place? I was willing to give up the hunt for food just to find out what this Gym place was first.
As soon as most humans were asleep or gone elsewhere, I snuck over to the door of the Gym, quietly entering. I was amazed by what I saw. There was a heavy fog inside the buildings, and if you went just left of the entrance, there was a short hall with high walls, a strange looking hole that seemed a little unsafe to me. I went back to the entrance and realized that the one wall lower than the rest wasn't a low wall but a ledge. Using my strong legs and pokémon-like abilities, I hopped the ledge, looking around carefully. There was nothing there aside what looked like an empty alter. Deciding there was nothing to see, I turned away, ready to give up on my daring investigation.
Smack. To my dismay, I had run right into a young human girl taller than me, my face flat in her chest.
Notes from the Author:
I don't think I have too much to say, but uh, a few small notes that probably are really unimportant. Or, maybe not... Which ever you choose. Here's the list thing:
• If you didn't notice, I'm going on details from the Ruby/Sapphire/Emerald game. That goes for mapping, building structures, etc.
• … Yamato's got some good-ass intelligence for a seven year old. Or, actually, he's naturally smart. It's kind of a thing he inherited from his parents, I guess.
• All the names of my original characters created by me have Japanese names. (Note that Wynzor, my actual Murkrow morph RP character's Japanese name is Uinza, but since I know him as Wynzor, I kept it so.) As for original characters to the game, I'm not sure if I'm going to use English names or Japanese ones. I think English to spare confusion, even if I know them by Japanese. '-'
• Don't you just hate the last line? Yeah, I sort of do too. But funny, right?
Yes, so I am happy to conclude with the next chapter will be coming soon to a theater near you— err, I mean… Wait, I think I messed that one up. xD
