I'm here with the third chapter I'm really plowing through this well here we go…


"Don't you want to be my friend?" I ask Pikachu unable to hide the misery that is creeping into my voice. Pikachu glances at me and I feel my heart filling with hope then he looks back away.

"I'll be leaving you two alone Okay" Raichu states creeping away. I feel the hope rising again.

"Pikachu" I mutter "Do you like me?" I ask my eyes feel wet. I am a cute pokémon I know I am loads of people have said it to me before. He couldn't possibly hate me could he? "Pikachu?"

Pikachu looks at me, then he runs off suddenly without warning.

He hates me. The wetness in my eyes overflow and I feel it in my fur. I am rejected. My body feels like I got run over by a herd of tauros, no one could ever hope to replace Pikachu.

The wetness came harder and faster from my eyes I am wailing. I hear a sound from behind me and discover too late why I should be paying attention to my surroundings and not just my feelings.

A hand picks me up and I'm suddenly within a cage.

I hear laughter and look up. It's a meowth "Dat shinx is goin' to be good use to da boss!" he proclaims.

I try to gather the energy to fire a thunder shock. Nothing happens my sadness has made me too weak.

Before passing out I manage to mutter "Pikachu…"


Will Shinx be saved I certainly hope so um yeah so on ward and up ward!