Learning Who You Are
Chapter 1: The Breaking Point
KX: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I have returned! Most of you who know me will be extremely surprised that I am actually writing a coherent story for once. No, it is not some wacko thing that most people think I should get psychiatric help for, or some random poem, but a story. I hope it's good enough that you will continue to read after the first chapter. Comments, tips, constructive criticism and flames are all welcome. - I will start convos with the characters in the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Pokemon, though I do wish I owned an Eevee. sigh But the character designs are all mine, so no touchy! -
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On the outside it was a gorgeous day in Yazari. The normally bland landscape had blossomed with an array of pinks, blues, and greens. Spring was the only time color showed and the world was joyous for it. The normally hidden creatures of the air sat happily from their favorite perches and let their song rise to the morning while the more solitary creatures on the ground took to sunbathing in more secluded spots. The first day of spring was indeed one to be enjoyed, as well as the mere forty days to come afterwards.
Now, most of you may not have heard of Yazari. It is a small planet far from the Milky Way, but somehow human life has thrived there. As well as the lives of what are known as Pokemon. Our story takes place in a town called Razad, a small village on the outskirts of a large forest.
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I kept my eyes determinedly closed. The telltale running footsteps coming along the wood hallway warned me of what was to come. Bracing myself for the worst, I waited.
"Y-ran!" I suddenly found myself surrounded by a crushing grip. Well, as crushing as a five-year-old's grip can be. "You wanna play today? I know lots of good new games we could do with Eric and R-wen! My mommy taught them to me and I know you'll love them lots!"
Feigning excitement I gloomily followed Maggie as she dragged me along by the scruff of my neck. Eric was Maggie's next-door neighbor. He was almost seven and had a mean tempered Houndour, R-wen. Now, being the calm and indulgent Eevee that I am I don't complain. But, you know, when you're at the mercy a set of silver fangs nearly all day and night it gets tiresome. There are some times I just want to leave.
As I was dragged out the front door and across Heather's well kept lawn the completely expected but very unwelcome growling voice of R-wen reached my ears. (A/N: Heather is Maggie's mother.)
("Look who it is that's come to play! I wonder if I'll be able to break the skin this time?") I shuddered slightly as the Houndour and his master came into view, the former with a foretelling smirk.
Maggie let go of my fur and bounced over to Eric, who greeted her with a smile. Of course you know they're both not yet at the age to think it disgusting to be near each other. The two have been best friends for as long as memory recalls them and there is barely a day when they aren't seen in one of their yards ruining some kind of shrubbery. Of course you can imagine how frustrated Heather gets when two rambunctious children, for lack of a better word, ruin her neatly crafted topiaries.
I was lost in thought for a moment, but was immediately dragged back to reality as I heard R-wen's customary bark. He did this every day. If you didn't know him, you would think R-wen was merely excited to see an old friend, who is in this case me, but if you have heard it enough times you will know that it means danger for whomever he wishes to meet. With a pat on the black and orange creature's head Eric motioned for him to go ahead and then turned with Maggie. His smirk widening, R-wen jounced towards, silver fangs beginning to show.
("Hey, look, why if it isn't the chew toy! Is that squeaker of yours still working? Why don't I test it?") I gave a warning growl as the bigger Pokemon approached, the fur on my neck and back bristling. Without a twitch of notice he leapt at me, fangs bared. By this time Eric and Maggie were around the corner and could not see the attack. I myself am kept with Heather and Maggie as a pet and do not know the first thing about battling, and so could not dodge. I yelped as the sickle-like incisors bit into my flesh far enough to draw a thin trickle of blood.
Seemingly please with himself, R-wen drew away. ("Yep, it's still working.") He laughed haughtily and moved to try and bite again. I, however, didn't want to give him the chance.
Turning on my heels, I fled. Eevee's aren't known for their speed, and I'm not even one of the fastest, so, of course, it did not surprise when R-wen began gaining. The brute's tongue flapped behind him in a grotesque manner as he ran after me. As he drew near he reached out a forepaw and, claws extended, he yanked my back leg out from under me as it struck the ground. I flinched as I struck the ground, my skull connecting rather painfully, my breathing ragged.
("Now, now, you should know better than that. You know I don't like physical work. Now I'm going to have to punish you.")His jaws opened again, but this time came together around the back of my neck. He pressed in slowly, the fangs quickly drawing blood from the thin flesh. In all this you may be wondering why my fight instincts haven't kicked in. I guess I'm just one peaceful male, eh? Not quite.
In a fit of rage at my oppressor a menacing growl erupted from me. I may have been smaller than R-wen, but with a mighty lurch I leapt free and turned to face him. My breathing was even more labored now, for R-wen had gotten dangerously close to my windpipe, but I didn't notice. The fur along my back stood up straight, almost like a cat's, as I growled and extended my claws. R-wen was surprised, but not intimidated. He merely smiled and shot a jet of flame from his muzzle, which was surprisingly easy for me to dodge. I didn't exactly know what I was doing but with a spurt of speed I rushed at R-wen, slamming into his chest and knocking him off balance. I quickly followed with my own teeth, locking them deep into the pads of his left forepaw. He howled in pain and fell to the ground, licking his injured paw. Without a backward glance I headed for the trees that had been at the edge of my mind all my life in Razad. I didn't know where I was going, or what might lie there, but I knew it had to better than here.
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KX: Well, that's it for now! Hope you enjoyed! Please R&R and hopefully the next chapter will be up soon!
