So here I was, running for my life from a Scyther who was stalling me until those humans came and caught me. I tried running as fast as my paws could go, but the bug was a lot faster, all thanks to his wings. He was practically on my tail when I turned my head to look. He raised his right scythe and was preparing to bring it down. I quickly ran to the left, barely dodging the striking scythe.
"Hold still, you little runt," he said as he resumed on chasing me.
"Please stop chasing me," I cried. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"Like I said," the Scyther answered. "I only follow orders from my master. I never question them. All I know is that you're capture is needed."
"But why?" I asked, my breath growing short from running.
The Scyther didn't bother answering as he continued his chasing.
"He's too fast," I thought as I desperately tried to outrace him. I could feel my muscles starting to grow tight, my pace slackening to a slow. "I'll never make it."
The Scyther, once again, got up on me and raised his scythe again, attempting to strike down upon me. It probably would have happened if I hadn't suddenly tripped over my paws and fall. I felt the Scyther take a strike as he passed by me, missing me completely. The Scyther was caught off guard by the sudden event that he didn't have enough time recovering as he flew right into a tree.
I winced, knowing that that had to hurt. The Scyther slid down and crumpled onto the ground.
"Sorry," I said quickly as I resumed on running back to my home. Luckily I was almost there. Those humans and that Scyther would be so sorry that they tried capturing me. When it came to fighting to defend the family, my father was one of the best. His fire attacks always decimated his opponents to smithereens. Of course my father would never kill his opponents. He would just merely beat the pulp out of them and send them off, threatening them not to come back. Not one single opponent dad beat did. And this time shouldn't be any different.
I was so distracted in my thoughts on the many possible ways my dad could battle that I failed to see an obstacle in my way. Only when I hit it did I snap out of my thoughts. The obstacle I hit was none other than a human's leg. Unfortunately, the human's leg I ran into happened to be one of the humans I spotted standing on the other side of the lake.
"Thought you could get away, didn't you?" he said with a smile, though this smile wasn't a happy smile. It was more of an evil looking kind of smile. I tried to back up, but my body wasn't responding. I was frozen in place as the human bent down, his arm outstretched in order to pick me up. Just as his hand made contact with the back of my neck, the human began screaming in agonizing pain, for an orange stream of fire shot out from behind some bushes and engulfed his arm. The human ran off, his screaming echoing throughout the forest.
"That should alert all the pokemon," came my father's voice as he stepped out from behind the now burnt bush. "Quil, are you all right?"
"I think so," I replied, my body trembling from fright.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I was just washing up over at the lake," I told him. "Then I spotted these humans on the other side just standing there. They saw me and sent a Scyther to attack me."
"Where is the Scyther now?" my father asked.
"He flew into a tree and lost him there," I replied. "Of course, then I ran into that human you torched just a second ago."
"I know," my father said. "Apparently those humans are everywhere. Get back to the family and get them out of here. And Quil, please be careful."
"What are you going to do?" I asked.
"I'm going to try and rid these humans from our forest," my father replied. "No one messes with my family."
With that said, my father ran off into the forest, leaving me on my lonesome again. Of course, I turned around and ran the rest of the way back to our home, not wanting to encounter that Scyther again. Just as I was about to enter my home, I noticed a bunch of humans coming towards me. I quickly leapt into the bushes next to me and waited to see what would happen.
Apparently, they must not have spotted me fast enough, for they ran right past where I was hiding. I remained still, making no movement whatsoever so that I wouldn't be spotted. Once they were all out of sight, I made a break for it and practically leapt into my home.
"Mom!" I shouted. "Mom, wake up! We have to go. We're being attacked."
I stopped suddenly, noticing something I hadn't noticed when I ran in. The entire place was trashed. In some places, the grass was trampled while other parts showed signs of it being burned. The tree my parents slept in had a few marks on it, and the giant hole was bigger than it had been before.
I felt my heart start to pound with worry. Flare, Maria, and my mom were nowhere in sight. They were just gone.
"Mom!" I cried out. "Flare, Maria! Where are you?" My voice had a hint of tremble in it. Only one thought came to my mind as I looked about what used to be a neat, tidy area I called my home to see it utterly destroyed. With my dad out battling the humans and the rest of my family missing, I could only assume the worst. Even the memory of the humans passing me by while I was hiding in the bush made it clear to where they were.
It all came at me at once as I broke into a cry, the deep sadness that would remain in my heart for a very long time. My family, the ones I had loved the most in the world, were taken from me. I was alone now with no one to comfort me. I was truly alone.