A Pokémon Story

Yeah not that much of a creative title… haha so yes this is an OC story and well I love Pokémon and OC stories are awesome… So why not make another one! So it takes place with my OC and maybe 10 or so others and theres this flood. It's over taken the entire Unova region where this takes place. People from all regions with a mixture of Pokémon have been stranded in Unova when they went to a convention. When horrible thunderstorms rolled in flooding much of the area stranding thousands if not millions of people in towns and cities. Also stranding the 500 people, 11 or more which will set out to find a way to stop the rain, which were attending the convention in the radio tower.

The cold water didn't even affect me. No it was the glass that dug itself into my leg. I swam with using my good leg and my arms up to the top and looked for a place for us to stop for the time. I saw an emptied out building that looked dry. The water was floors away from the top. "Guys follow me!" I heard Thomas yell as he swam towards that building. With much pain involved I was able to swim to the building. I was last. I clung onto my leg where the glass was and set my bag next to me.

"You okay?" asked Miranda.

"Yeah. I just got cut by glass. That's all." Pain was shooting up my leg. She nodded and left. I reached for my sweater and stripped a piece off. I looked at the glass and carefully pulled it out. I saw it was just one piece that was broken and there was no more in the cut. Some blood came out but I wrapped my sweater strip around it. I pulled the jeans I had on over the cut and sighed sitting against the wall.

"Hey you okay?" asked Thomas as he sat next to me.

"I'm fine. Just tired." I was lying to him. I didn't want everyone worried about one little thing.

"You sure? You don't look so good."

"I'm fine Thomas! Don't worry about me!"

"You're my friend. I'll always worry about you."

"Whatever Thunder. You should go make sure everyone's okay."

"New nickname? I like it." Said Thomas in a cocky voice.

"Oh shut up!" I hit him playfully. He veined hurt and I got worried. "Did I hurt you?" I stood up uneasily.

"I'm fine! But prepare to be tickled!" he started to tickle my sides. I started to laugh and fell onto the floor and kicked him in the stomach lightly. He stopped and faked dead on the ground being all dramatic.

"I think you kicked me to hard. The rooms getting dark and my lungs burn." Then he fell to the ground with one hand on his forehead.

"Sorry Tommy boy but that was horrible acting." He grinned and stood up.

"Well at least I got you to laugh! I also wanted to say that we found some rafts in the back. Each can fit five people so we're gonna take three of them and some extras. Theres some life jackets as well."

"Okay thanks for telling me Tom. Go get some sleep. I'll wake you up at midnight and we'll start paddling out of here." He nodded and went to the small area the group had set up for all the sleeping bags. I was gonna sleep over here and keep an eye on the water. I lay against the wall wincing slightly from pain in my leg but slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to my phone buzzing with the alarm clock. I put it into the backpack and went behind a curtain to dress. I dressed into a pair of jeans, a long green and white striped sweater, a black camisole under it, a pair of UGG boots and some green no fingered gloves. I slid my hair up into a ponytail and hid my hair under a green beanie. I walked out and saw everyone repacking their things and getting behind curtains to dress in warmer things. It's November Fifteenth and it's getting colder out. I wonder if this rain will turn to snow. Everyone had on jeans and sweaters and some gloves. "You guys ready?"

"Yeah we're ready!" shouted Drake Ryder. He has shaggy black hair, green eyes and pale skin. He's sixteen also.

"We're ready as we could ever be." Shouted fourteen year old Jamie Locke. She has wavy shoulder length hair colored like a chestnut, dyed blue side bangs, fair skin, and brown eyes.

"Well let's get those rafts blown up!" shouted seventeen year old Vivian Clark. People say that she has a crush on Draslor but no one knows. She has black hair that is SUPER LONG, sapphire blue eyes and pale skin. She's a defiant rebel.

We all grabbed multiple rafts and blew them up. We had a red one, a blue one and an orange one.

We decided that Draslor, Thomas, Vivian and Jamie Phyllis would go with me on the blue raft. Jamie's fifteen and a half years old with long wavy golden blonde hair and hazel eyes and fair skin.

Jamie L., Drake, Carrie Prescott, Dan Wallace, Jackie Rhineheart and Andrew Harris would go on the Orange Raft. Carrie is seventeen and a half years old, has sapphire blue eyes, pale skin, dark brown curls with side bangs that cover her right eye. Dan's seventeen years old, green eyes, short brown hair and is way stronger than he looks. Jackie is fourteen, straight blonde hair that has side bangs that also covers her right eye, red and black streaks highlight her hair, eyes colored like a blue ocean. Andrew is seventeen, has black hair, and is taller than me, pale skin and blue eyes.

Steph, Kyle, Miranda, Rose and Macy were in the Red one.

"Guys we don't have enough rafts!" yelled Miranda.

"Um whats the capacity on raft one?" yelled Carrie.

"The blue one can hold up to eight!" said Jackie.

"Bella and Nick join the cast of number one." Said Dan.

Bella and Nick Benevisto walked over to us. Nick has dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. While he's one of the youngest at age fourteen he is also one of our strongest kids around. He hasn't been frightened to easily by this storm.

I took boat one, the blue one and set it near a window that had blown a long time ago. Boat three, the red one, went right behind the orange one, Boat two; we had the boxes with the other boats in the back of Boat three. "Tom, help me put Boat One into the water." I shouted. He came up and together we set the boat into the water and tied it to a pole sticking out of the building. We did the same to all the other boats and clambered onto our selected boat. I took the front paddle and handed one to everyone but Bella wouldn't take one. "Bella you need to help."

"Sorry but I just got a new pedicure before we came here and it's still good. Paddling won't do it any good." Stated Bella. She has a voice that just spells out girly.

I rolled my eyes and took the jackknife I had gotten from an adult back at the shelter. I cut the rope that tied all the boats together set the knife in my pocket with the blade back inside of its shell and started to paddle quickly. We all paddled down the rapids quickly. I heard a yell and saw Thomas being thrown over. "Tom!" I screamed and grabbed his hand steadying him. But I was too late. He went over. "Tom!" I screamed looking over the side. "Where is he?" I screamed at the others.

"I don't know! Riley we have to continue!" yelled Draslor.

"If we don't continue the boat could flip!" shouted Vivian.

"We have to look for Thomas!" I yelled at them and continued looking.

I then saw some familiar brown hair bobbing in the water. "Guys over there!" I screamed. We started to paddle and I saw Thomas looking exhausted and coughing.

It took me, Draslor, Nick and Vivian to pull a sopping wet Thomas on board. I dug some blankets from bags out and wrapped Thomas in them.

"Bella help now. If you're not gonna help then you can get off this boat and go and swim back to the hotel. I'm giving you 10 seconds to pick up at oar and row." I was not a happy camper at this point.

"What the hell? I've helped." Exclaimed Bella while filing her nails.

"To hell you did. Now paddle! Or so help me god I will make sure you go back to the hotel." She glared at me and picked up an oar and started to row. I did the same and looked back at Thomas every few seconds making sure he was okay.

We soon saw a little bit of land stopping there just to rest and spend the night. We'd leave in the morning.

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This is my second update of the day. I updated my latest Fullmetal Alchemist story. So all you FMA fans out there please check it out. No more oc's pretty please. Thanks! Now it's time for this chick to get cracking. Hehe notice my lame chicken joke? Probably not but whatever. Well bye!

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