Chapter 1: In the Room, In the Life
A/N: I would just like to inform everyone that the first paragraph isn?t my own, it belongs to Kathleen Ryan, author of Clan Novel: RAVNOS. I suck ass at introductions, so I decided to borrow one to make my life easier. Also, this story has not been rated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, obviously, cause if I did I wouldn?t be wasting my time writing to the Tower (No offense to The Jolt Master [who I also do not own along with the tower]). I do own Jace, for he will represent me in looks and personality (just not as violent).
This Chapter is dedicated to the band VISION OF DISORDER, for I was listening to their CD ?For the Bleeders? while I typed up this chapter.
DARKlotusDIE
And on with the story?
Jace woke to hot, cramped, noisy darkness. As the days stupor faded, he became aware of pressure confining him from every direction-of his arms pinned tightly to his sides-of legs bent, frozen, and unfeeling-of his neck forced down toward his chest-of toes and twisted hands supporting the weight of his body-of the friction of rough skin on some rough substance-of a hard, unyielding knob thrust into his chin-
Eventually Jace recognized the hard knob for what it was? his knee. Uncomfortably, Jace squirmed to fill up the last of the space available to him.
?Better? Jace thought to himself, ?but not by much.?
He painfully planted his feet on a wall opposite of his back, and forcefully extended his legs upward.
His head was the first to emerge from his ?Prison? of a crate. His eyes slowly adjusted to the burning, searing light. The things he put up with to survive-the pain he endured to keep on breathing. But times change, hopefully for the better, for things can?t get worse then what they are now.
Jace pulled the rest of himself out of ?his? small crate, and took off in a mad dash for the Center City.
?Shit!!!? he exclaimed, ?I forgot.?
With that, Jace put on an extra burst of speed.
<The rest of the Story will be in Jace?s POV>
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2 hours later, I finally arrived at my unholy destination?school. Yeah, I?m still in school, surprisingly enough. I have to go through 5 years of Pokemon Education in order to be qualified to train, breed, and care for Pokemon.
I myself have no elemental preference, I like them all for they all have they?re advantages and disadvantages. There are a few Pokemon I don?t like, but the only two I despise have to be Pikachu and Shuckle (sorry Pikachu and Shuckle fans).
But anyway? after 5 pain filled years of being mocked, controlled, hated, beat up, mugged, jumped, basically tortured-I?m finally breaking free.
Today is the day I escape this hell and make a name for myself, all while destroying those who destroyed me. I will have my vengeance, I will have justice. And with a Pokemon of my own, I will no longer be alone.
?You?re late? by 2 hours.? My Professor stated.
?Yeah, my alarm clock broke a few nights ago.? I lied. He knew it was a lie. He knew I lived in a box, and supported myself. He is one of the few I can trust-he is one of the few that want me to go on this journey, in order to finally know happiness (if there is such a thing).
?Well? there is one left.? He informs me, ?She is all yours if you want her.?
?Yeah, of course I want her.? I return rather quickly.
?I knew you would.? The professor returns with a wide grin stretching across his face. You really have to appreciate the things an old man like the professor does for you. He maybe the only one I can count on. For now at least.
I take the red and white sphere from the Professors hand rather too hastily.
?Go ahead? Let her out.? The Professor demanded.
Silently, I tossed the ball to the ground, releasing the most magnificent creature alive, despite how many there are in the world, or aren?t.
?She?s mine?? I ask.
?Of course.? The Professor answers, ?Now you?ll being needing a Pokedex, and a few other necessities.
?Kay.? I return, my eyes glued onto the Pokemon in front of me.
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Finally, on the outskirts of the city in a forest known as Koldiana Woodlands, I rest after a hard training session with my first and only Pokemon. She is very brave for a Cubone, especially one of this level. I received her at level 2 and have raised her up to 9.
It?s kind of fitting how we got stuck together, Cubone being a lonely Pokemon, me being a lonely Human. Maybe our being partnered together wasn?t an accident. Maybe it was intentional-maybe it was fate.
Who cares. I?m free and no one will ever hurt me again.
I continue to stare at my companion. Her skull helmet chipped and chiseled around the eyes. Her mint green eyes wander aimlessly, void of all emotion. A firm grip is kept on her Bone Club at all times.
She doesn?t trust me. She battles recklessly, ignoring my every command. Yet she is still winning. Her primitive instincts are helping her along-barely.
I slowly and cautiously walk to Cubone. Once within reach, I reached out and grasped her Club.
?I don?t know if you can even understand me, but we have to work together. For Your own sake and mine.? I whisper softly to the frightened Pokemon, ?I won?t hurt you? Hell, I?ve been hurt worse then you can imagine. I?m just as, if not lonelier then even you. I?m as cold, emotionless, and depressed as you. Why won?t you except me as your friend. If not for your self, then for me. I really need a friend, and some where, I can feel that you do too.?
The Cubone fixed it?s gaze on me. Her Eyes seemed to burn right through me with the coldest fires of Hell.
?So what do you say?? I extended my hand after my heart felt speech, ?Partners??
Cubone hesitated a while, a little too long, but gave in and returned the gesture. I could tell by the change in her eyes, that things were to change for me. For the Better.
A/N: Yeah it?s short, but it?ll probably be the longest chapter in the story?maybe. I had to quit half way through cause my mom left to go to the gym and this was my chance to eat off her cheese cake. MWHAHAHAHAHA!!!! That outta show her whose boss. OBEY MY DOG!!! I would really appreciate reviews, constructive criticism, hate mail, viruses. All good.
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