Firelight
Chapter 1
I do not own Pokemon. I do own Amy.
This is my first fanfic. Be nice, and tell me whats wrong with my fic. Flamers will be reported.
This is based off a story I wrote in 4th grade.I just found it, and was re-inspired, or whatever it's called. Review please!
Amy Silk, the teen in the prolouge, started her adventure in a thrift shop.
No, Amy isn't poor. Far from it. She lives in a mansion, on a street called Polk Street. She was just looking for a game for her Dreamcast. It was old, but she loved it. But that isn't importent.
While she was wandering around, she spotted a beautiful red box,with flames painted on the side. Forgetting about the game, she went up and bought it.
"Where did you guys get this?" she asked the store clerk.
"Some creepy girl donated it," the guy answered. "She was wicked scary. She had a collar on. The spiked kind."
"Creepy," Amy agreed. "Is she--" Ring, ring! Her cellphone rang.
"Hello?" It was her mom.
"Amy, the sun's going down! Come on!" "Okay, okay! Bye! Sheesh!" She left the store, forgetting about her question.
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When she got home, she went right up to her room and opened it. She had forgotten to open it at the store.
She thought it would be empty, but it wasn't. A little figureine fell out.
Huh? Whats this? wondered Amy. She knew it from someplace...but where? It looked like a ruby red fox, but with curls on the top of it's head and several tails.
Aha! Amy remembered. It was a Vulpix. She wondered why she didn't recognise it. Back in 5th grade, that was her nickname. Evreybody called her 'Vulpix,' even the teachers.
She sighed sadly. Unlike her peers, Amy didn't want to grow up. She knew life would be harder, less fun. She missed her childhood, and always would.
She was startled out of her musings when she heard her mom calling her down for dinner. She set the vulpix in her seacret drawer on her desk. The knob was broken, but she knew where it was hidden. She looked at it for a few moments. It was posed in a sitting position with its paw in the air. "So cute," she mumbled to herself. She went down for dinner.
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She put the cookies she grabed from the plate on the desk. She was stuffed. She hated when they had Daddy's boss over for dinner. Stupid snobs.
She looked into the drawer. "No way!" she gasped. It was now in a standing position. Then she decided she imageined it. she fell asleep thinking about her Vulpix and forgotten times.
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Amy woke up at 2:30 am. At first she didn't know why.Then she relized her lamp was on. She looked at it and gasped. It was floating three inches off the table and glowing an eerie blue. Next to it was...the toy Vulpix! Only, it wasn't a toy anymore. It was alive! And it was usine Confusion on her lamp.
THUMP! It fell to the desk. Amy chanced a look at the drawer. And there was a hole burned right through it.