It was a calm breezy night , the grass whistles blew from leader politoads and sceptiles...
Soft belly drumming made the hearing of a grand meadow band...in harmony with life..
And there a boy laid with his cuttle cute pichu in the meadow pleading to the stars.
"Being a Pokemon Trainer completes me...."
but elsewhere....
A unknown siluate was flashing through the freezing desert ....making his deadline to his secret base....he ran and ran , racing the sunrise...dodging caturne and sleepy hippowdon
The wind wipping across sam's face , angry at himself for being so stupid to leave his base in hopes of finding his way out of the Endless desert.
The sun spiked up , with a suny kiss to greet the mourn... Sam races and races , his heart beating as fast as ever , as the heat started to slice the open skin on his face
Sam slid into his underground base , feeling like he was engolfed in flame. He rid his clothes and laid on the new furniture...
"Dear Arceus , will I ever make it out of here , I'm stuck with sand in all directions , no life , with my competitive fire falling , what will become of me arceus , does life matter anymore "
as Sam lay crying in his den hugging his oddly colored trapinch...Ryan was going to the Pokemon worlds on the commercial pelipper airline...
A grand tournament of battle legends , Ryan the infamous water trainer that previously fell short to a new trainer and was refueled to get his title back. He relaxed comfortably in his first class cacune , drinking koolaid with no worries in his deep sky.
As Ryan looked at his pokeball belt he felt something very wrong....
"wow , what in the heck was that???"
little did he know something was about to happen that would alter him forever....
As Sam crippled with pain , Ryan in a confusion ....there was a boy....
He just laid there , in the breeze filled meadows , He woke up , looked around smiling at all the wonderus Pokemon...
"Arcanine , come on out...time for a race"
The young boys name was Key.
He just recently became a trainer , no badges , no formal training...key just played around with enjoyment , non other could feel.
Key raced through the weeds , little drops of dew dripping as Arcanine and Key raced running all their high energy to a low....
As alll these events happened a Skilled trainer was training in stark mountain , recently drill pecked by numerous skarmory he had a giant slash crossed through his eye his mouth ending along his bare cheek
Anthony was a somewhat new trainer though he has trained very hard and had a stern point if view in Pokemon , which others question regularly....
all 4 boys were living their lives , some different then others , but all linked in a strange way
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Chapter 2 coming soon I'm too tired to go on thanks for reading, please do comment what you think
and yes I'm not the best when it comes to grammar , sorry but please bare with me on that....
Soft belly drumming made the hearing of a grand meadow band...in harmony with life..
And there a boy laid with his cuttle cute pichu in the meadow pleading to the stars.
"Being a Pokemon Trainer completes me...."
but elsewhere....
A unknown siluate was flashing through the freezing desert ....making his deadline to his secret base....he ran and ran , racing the sunrise...dodging caturne and sleepy hippowdon
The wind wipping across sam's face , angry at himself for being so stupid to leave his base in hopes of finding his way out of the Endless desert.
The sun spiked up , with a suny kiss to greet the mourn... Sam races and races , his heart beating as fast as ever , as the heat started to slice the open skin on his face
Sam slid into his underground base , feeling like he was engolfed in flame. He rid his clothes and laid on the new furniture...
"Dear Arceus , will I ever make it out of here , I'm stuck with sand in all directions , no life , with my competitive fire falling , what will become of me arceus , does life matter anymore "
as Sam lay crying in his den hugging his oddly colored trapinch...Ryan was going to the Pokemon worlds on the commercial pelipper airline...
A grand tournament of battle legends , Ryan the infamous water trainer that previously fell short to a new trainer and was refueled to get his title back. He relaxed comfortably in his first class cacune , drinking koolaid with no worries in his deep sky.
As Ryan looked at his pokeball belt he felt something very wrong....
"wow , what in the heck was that???"
little did he know something was about to happen that would alter him forever....
As Sam crippled with pain , Ryan in a confusion ....there was a boy....
He just laid there , in the breeze filled meadows , He woke up , looked around smiling at all the wonderus Pokemon...
"Arcanine , come on out...time for a race"
The young boys name was Key.
He just recently became a trainer , no badges , no formal training...key just played around with enjoyment , non other could feel.
Key raced through the weeds , little drops of dew dripping as Arcanine and Key raced running all their high energy to a low....
As alll these events happened a Skilled trainer was training in stark mountain , recently drill pecked by numerous skarmory he had a giant slash crossed through his eye his mouth ending along his bare cheek
Anthony was a somewhat new trainer though he has trained very hard and had a stern point if view in Pokemon , which others question regularly....
all 4 boys were living their lives , some different then others , but all linked in a strange way
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Chapter 2 coming soon I'm too tired to go on thanks for reading, please do comment what you think
and yes I'm not the best when it comes to grammar , sorry but please bare with me on that....
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