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Among the forest one rainy night, a small light emits from the vegetation surrounding the trees. After the light fades, a small Vulpix with an oddly colored coat opens her eyes, staring up with a smile on her face. In front of the Vulpix, a young man stands, looking down at her with slightly frustrated eyes. She begins to get a confused face, her ears drooping downwards in a saddened fashion. “Master?” the young Vulpix questioned.

The trainer’s face seemed to tell a thousand words, from disappointment, to pure hatred. “You embarrass me, you know that? You always come out of your ball when I’m with my friends and I get laughed at! I didn’t even want a Vulpix, I wanted a Chimchar and they gave me you as a replacement!” he spat, making the Pokemon jolt a bit, slightly from fear. “You get too excited when I send you out to the point that you can’t even battle! What good is a Pokemon if it cannot battle?!”

The Vulpix’s eyes appeared to tear up and she took a step forward, her head lowered to the ground, “M-Master, I’m..” she started, just to jump back as a rock smacks in front of her.

“Stay back, are you not understanding me?!” the trainer asks, his eyes seething with rage, “I don’t want you anymore! Get out of here and don’t follow me!” he yells, staring her down. With that being said, the young male turns his back towards the Vulpix and started to walk forward.

The Vulpix then started to shake her head, just to run up to the leg of the trainer, gripping hold with her mouth, as if begging for him not to abandon her. She looks up at him with tear filled eyes, just to get kicked off. The trainer then continued to move forward, “Leave me alone, I won’t tell you this again!” he yelled once again, this time taking a Pokeball out of his pocket.

The Vulpix slowly lifts herself up, her fur dirty from the mud which she had crashed into. She slowly brings herself up to her paws, walking towards him once again, “Master, please, I’m sorry-” she squeaked out, limping slightly as she gets close to his ankle, Once again, she grabs on with her mouth, daring not to let go. The trainer, finally getting sick of the Pokemon not listening, kicks her off with force, yet again making the small Pokemon land in the mud.

With a swift move, the trainer throws the Pokeball up into the air, allowing a bright flash to escape from the sphere. Soon, the figure of a Pokemon appears in front of the Vulpix and her eyes appear to grow in size, absolutely shocked. In front of her, a larger Pokemon stands, staring down at her with sharp teeth and aggressive eyes. She swallows and then backs up, just for the figure of a Luxray to appear in the light of the moon. It’s eyes spark with hatred and it looks back at the trainer, awaiting command.

“Vincent, use spark.” the trainer commands, “Teach that thing to not follow us!” he tells the Luxray. The Luxray then begins to glow with a yellow light, taking off towards the Vulpix who darts up and keeps her ground, just to get slammed into with the electricity surrounding the lion-like Pokemon. Her form smacks against a tree and she trembles, trying to stand with one eye shut.

“Will you just give up! You’re wasting my time!” the trainer screams, “Just leave, why are you just taking this?! You can’t beat a fully evolved Pokemon!”

Those words appeared to break the heart of the Vulpix, her eyes filling with tears. She shakily begins to walk forward once again, appearing to almost drag herself across the ground, ever so desperate. “I’m sorry! I’ll do better! I promise I’ll do better!” she cries out, just for the Luxray to begin laughing.

“You? Do better? You can’t even evolve without a petty stone! Come on, he hardly ever used you, nonetheless cared about you!” Vincent tells her, standing proudly. “Not only that, but your colors just show how different you are, you look like a freak!” he laughs, then moves his ear towards his trainer’s voice.

“Oh for Arceus’s sake!” the trainer sighed, ”Vincent! Finish her off with a thunderbolt!”

The Vulpix, being covered by the rain, begins to shake greatly, knowing fully well what this move is, “Please, don’t! I’m sorry! Vincent, please! I’m sorry that I embarrassed you all! Let me keep going, I’ll do better!” she begs, just for the electrical blast to begin charging around the Luxray. She quickly moves to turn, trying to sprint with her hurting leg.

“Do it, now!” the trainer tells the Luxray, “Make sure she gets the point!”

With a deep chuckle, Vincent emits a loud roar and lightning shoots from his body, striking the Vulpix full force. The Vulpix slams through a tree and rolls across the ground to a stop, shaking as sparks go around her. She weakly opens an eye as the sound of her trainer walking away echoes through the rain, followed by the deep laughter of Vincent.

“Better luck next time, maybe one day you’ll be worth something to someone.” Vincent tells her, then vanishes through the trees with the trainer beside him. The young Vulpix only lays there as the rain pelts her fur, red seeps from her side and face. With that, she curls up, with only the sound of the forest greeting her that night.

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10 YEARS LATER
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In the busy area of Jubilife City, among the loud crowd of several passerbyers, an old woman moves her way towards a bench to sit down. She smiles, unwrapping a sandwich from its wrapper just to indulge in the taste as she takes a bite. Suddenly, as the old lady swallows, a small nudge wakes her up from her hungry state of mind. Her eyes then move just to be greeted with the cute face of a Shinx, a Pokemon native to the area. “Oh, hello there little one.” she gives the Shinx a smile, “Oh? Are you hungry?” she asks, noticing the eyes of the Shinx drift to her sandwich. She keeps her smile and then takes a piece off, holding it out to the Pokemon beside her.

With a soft sniff, the Shinx devoured the small piece and then moves its tail side-to-side, nudging her more. She laughs, “Alright, here, have some more little one.” she replied to the Pokemon’s cute acts, taking off another small piece. As soon as she moved her neck, the Shinx appeared to gain a malicious smirk and bit down on an object around her neck, ripping it off of her with one forceful tug.

The old lady quickly gained notice as the Pokemon jumped off of the bench and started to sprint away, holding the gold necklace between his teeth. “Thief! Catch that Pokemon! He took my gold necklace!” the old lady screamed, beginning to throw a fit. Suddenly, from beside her, a purple paw reaches up and grabs the sandwich that was left alone as the lady stood up. A Stunky grins ever so maliciously and then takes off running the other way, making the lady grip her hair, “Two thieves! They took my sandwich! Help!”

The Stunky then begins to catch up to the Shinx, both chuckling towards each other with the objects in their mouth. Two police officers stare the Pokemon down and run towards them, reaching to try and grab them as fast as possible. The Shinx swiftly moves and turns a corner into an alleyway, being followed by the Stunky just for them both to be in a seemingly dead end. They turn around, watching the two police officers come closer to them.

“Give it up! You two are cornered, now I’m going to ask nicely, give us the items, now!” one of the officers yell, stepping a bit closer towards the two Pokemon. The Shinx then moves towards the dumpster, tapping on it with his tail, a smirk growing even more. “Come on you, give me that necklace!” the second officer yells, stepping very close towards the two.

With some thrashing noises, the officers look at the dumpster, “What the-” their eyes then widened as the lid slams upwards, revealing the large forms of a Purugly and a Skuntank, both tackling down the officers with force. The Shinx, noticing the lid is open, hops inside and slides down a hole in the bottom of the dumpster.

The Skuntank, growing an even larger smirk, lifts his behind, and releases purple fumes across the whole alleyway. Within seconds, the officers thrash about and sprint out of the alley, both gagging and disgusted by the horrible stench that the giant skunk Pokemon released. Surrounding civilians all gag and move away from the area, leaving a large area open for the fumes to evaporate into the air.

The Skuntank laughs a bit, “Damn right! Take that you Miltanks!” he replies, watching the officers squirm in the far off distance, both over trash cans. The Purugly sighs, “You really do stink, now, lets go to the lair. I don’t think I can stand smelling this scent for one more second!” she retorted, turning to hop into the dumpster.

“Come on, why are you so serious?” the Skuntank replied, watching Purugly attempt to hop into the dumpster just to get caught on her fat rolls. With some squirming, she glares back at him, “Just push me in! C’mon, before I vomit!” she hisses.

“Fine, fine, but you have to admit, that was cool, right?!” the Skuntank presses his upper body against her, allowing the fat Pokemon to flip and land on the bottom of the dumpster with a loud thud. “Oh, you idiot! Be more careful and no, you did that last week!” she hissed in reply, just for the large skunk to land on her, making her screech in pain. “Off! Off! Off you fool! You are too fat for me to carry you!” the Purugly thrashed, trying to get the larger Pokemon off. “Look who’s talking, you look like a tub of lard!” the Skuntank replied, just to get thrashed off.

After a few seconds, the Stunky hops into the dumpster, staring at them both. “Dad, can we just go now? I think more are coming!” he tells his father. The Stuntank sighs, “Damn it, this always happens!” he sulks, just to be shoved into the hole by Purugly, “Go, go!” she tells him, then follows behind with some huffing and puffing. The Stunky stares down and quickly follows, leaving the dumpster supposedly empty as the lid shuts right above them.

A few yards down the hole, the Shinx proudly sits in front of a pile of stolen jewelry and knick-knacks. “Wow Nikita, you did really good!” the Stunky said, coming up behind him with a smile, “Stealing that necklace was a genius move!”

Nikita, the Shinx, turned his head and released some laughter, “You did really good as well, Simon. I know that Feefee and Winchester are proud of you.” he tells the Stunky, who takes a seat next to him.

Feefee, Purugly slowly makes her way in front of them, taking a seat on a rock. She continues to huff and puff, staring them down with a small smile, “Well, well, you both did really good. Not much to say on Winchester’s part, however.”

Winchester, the Stuntank, hearing her words, quickly turns towards her, “Oh come on! I’m the reason we always get away! Remember that!” he retorted, making Feefee roll her eyes, “That and I wanted to show my son my moves! So he’ll learn!”

“Ha, I’m sure he’d learn more from a Magikarp than you, Winchester.” Feefee said, beginning to clean her paw. Simon, noticing his dad’s facial expression, lowered an ear, but also seemed to hold his breath to not laugh. “Yeah dad, you showed me so much, like how to be disgusting in public.”

“Oh my Arceus, that’s great!” Nikita then started to laugh, causing Simon to start laughing as well. Feefee gained a smirk and Winchester lowered his head in defeat, “I’ll work on it..” he replied sorrowfully.

“Now that we are done berating Winchester, l can get into the big news of today.” Feefee announced, catching the attention of everyone in the hideout.

“Big news? What is it? Did we manage to strike nuggets?” Nikita asked cockily. Feefee glares down at Nikita, “Or is it something else? Like, um, did we finally get enough gold or-”

“No, we did not.” Feefee interrupted, silencing Nikita quickly, “I have a new opportunity for us all to gain such treasures though.”

“An opportunity?! What opportunity?! What is it?!” Simon started to ask, becoming hyper as can be towards the sound of a much more important task.

“Silence yourself, let me explain properly. So, you know Eterna Forest? There is a mansion in there that might contain some of the greatest riches. It is quite a distance away, miles even, but there will be a truck going through Floaroma Town to take us there easily. By us, I mean you Nikita.” she explains, causing the small Pokemon to jolt a bit.

“Wha? Why me?” he asks, “I mean, I’ll take this opportunity, but-”

“You’ve been chosen because you’re one of our best. Now, will you take this offer or be shunned for denying it?” Feefee asked with a serious tone of voice.

Knowing fully well that the Purugly was serious, Nikita stared in thought for a moment. How would a small Pokemon like him even get such riches back though? He did not know, but nodded towards the Purugly’s words. “Yeah, I’ll take it, I’ll certainly take it!” he replies, smiling brightly, “It is an honor!”

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LATER ON...
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Deep inside of Eterna Forest, among the rustling trees and the soft breeze, a Pokemon sat. Her reddish-pink eyes staring into the sky with a frown on her face. It had been years since she had seen her past trainer, and she had grown adjusted to living inside of the forest, just like any other Pokemon. The Vulpix, known as Klara, glanced about the area as a thud was heard, followed by the sound of footsteps. Immediately, her fur went upwards and she turned her body, pausing at the sight of an oran berry and a Buneary, which grabs it in its paws. The moment the Buneary looked up, it paused at the sight of her and a staring contest ensued between the two. With the tilt of an ear and a confused look, the Buneary hopped off into the distance, holding the berry in its fur.

Klara whined a bit in reply and hopped off of the wooden stump that she was sitting on. The peace was then broke once again, this time by the sound of her own stomach, which gurgled hungrily. She turned herself around and then slowly walked into the bushes, eventually walking towards a large, abandoned mansion in the distance. Upon reaching the steps, the Vulpix pawed around until a piece of the door lifted, just enough for her form to slide through. She finally felt the peace she desired and stretched her body out, yawning tiredly as she turned the corner, walking into a room with a small television. Next to the TV, there was a pile of berries, all waiting for her, all alone.

With some drool building up around her lips, she wrapped her mouth around a berry and bit down, cherishing the sweet taste that was held within. Ever since the Vulpix had been abandoned, she had taught herself how to be like other Pokemon, at least, that’s what she tries to be. She was alone, friendless as can be, but she didn’t mind overall, after all, the words of the past still managed to haunt her each day.

After finishing her first berry, she went to bite into a sitrus berry, just to suddenly come to a pause as soft footsteps are heard. Her eyes widened and she tensed up, feeling sudden cold wash over her form as something drags itself down her back. She growls and then squinted, trying to see what it might be, just to see the apparition of a Haunter, which grinned with its usual expression. Feeling her anger build, she started to form flames inside of her mouth, “Back off! This is my food! I collected it myself!” she yelled towards the Haunter.

The Haunter, noticing her flames, lifted its two ghostly hands up and then swallowed, “I have no need for your food!” it laughed, “You keep coming in here like you own the place, you don’t. In other words, pack yourself up and go home kid. This is our-” before it could finish, flames smacked against its body, knocking it to the ground.

“Don’t tell me what to do! I’ve been here for ten years and I’m tired of you always bothering me! Now get out of here! I’ll make you regret it if you don’t leave!” she threatened, making the ghost Pokemon frown angrily, “Yeah, yeah, whatever, fine. No need to burn our building down.” it replied, seeming to vanish through the wall.

This was the truth, for ten years, the Vulpix had made herself at home with the mansion. She had started to stash her food in the room that she claimed, and since ghost Pokemon are considered dead, why would they have to eat like her? Not only that, but the mansion’s only residents were that of Ghost types, so it was pretty quiet, especially with no humans around to try and catch her or worse, hurt her.
As she indulges herself in the berries, her ears twitched left and right. That’s when she heard it, the sound of actual movement. Her eyes widened, she knew that sound from anywhere, especially from her past. Her fear started to grow and the ghost Pokemon, she could hear them all fleeing away, hiding. Something started to creak and her heart started to speed up, “No, no, no.” she told herself, scooting her small form underneath of a table. Her thoughts started to build up, was it a human, maybe a big Pokemon?!

Near the entrance of the building, Nikita had himself stuck halfway out of the mansion and halfway in, a bit chunky to say the least in comparison to the small hole. “Dang it!” he said angrily, huffing about until the chunk of wood from the door snapped off, landing on the wooden flooring next to him. He glanced about, grinning mischievously, “Man, this looks cool. Looks like the old feline isn’t so crazy after all.” he told himself. Nikita, after several hours, had made it to the forest and into the mansion. His paws ached, his stomach turned in hunger, and he felt as proud as ever.

With some stretching, he moved forward, nearly tripping on an old rug as he lost his attention towards the paintings on the wall, all of which appeared to follow him as he moved forward. “Lets see, old paintings, no. They would be way too heavy to take back.” he lectured himself, looking around just to see something that resembled a black scarf with blue jewels on it. “Oh wow, that’ll do!” he scampered his way towards the table with the scarf on it and then halfway closed an eye, wiggled his butt, and hopped onto the table with ease. In the process, he knocked some vases over, shattering them on the ground. He laughed a bit and picked up the scarf in his mouth. The scarf made some jingling noises from the jewelry as he hopped off of the table, making his way down the hall towards the cracked open door nearby.

Inside the room, Klara’s eyes opened up some more. She could sense the figure coming closer to her room and she further tucked into the shadows, not knowing what to expect from the other side. With the creak of the door, Klara braced herself, just to gasp at the sight of Nikita with her scarf. Her eyes twitched and Nikita’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the pile of berries.

“Holy moly! Look at you, you beautiful pile of deliciousness!” he spat out, dropping the scarf onto the ground just to dive face-first into the large pile. The only thing noticeable to the Vulpix was his rear end, which was just enough to turn the frightened fox into a raging machine. “Oh, so good! This is just what I needed!” Nikita said to himself, his mouth becoming full of berries, making him muffled.

Behind him, the now furious form of Klara quietly came out of her hiding place, her teeth gritting together, her fur spiked up. Her berries, her berries in which she had collected over the last few weeks was being devoured by a thief! Her paw carefully moves over and wrapped the black scarf around her neck and she lowered herself to the ground, getting closer to the unwary Pokemon, which was still halfway into the pile.

“Are you enjoying your food?!” she suddenly yelled, catching the unsuspecting Shinx off guard. With a quick turn, Nikita’s eyes widened and emitted a pained scream as Klara gripped hold of his tail, throwing him away from the pile of berries. With a hard smack, Nikita squeaked in pain, “Ow, that hurt!” he whined, lifting his head and form up to become face-to-face with the angered Klara, “Whoa! What’s up with you?!” he asked quickly, “I was hungry, besides, finders keepers!” he laughed, puffing his chest up all cockily.

“Finders keepers?! You ate most of my food supply!” she screamed, her eyes turning into angry flames, “And you tried to take my scarf?! Why I oughta-” she was then interrupted by a yawn. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, I’m full now, so you can have the rest. No need to cry over it, Princess.” Nikita said, scratching his ear with his hind leg.

Her lips seemed to twist several times and a bright light started to form between her lips, making Nikita suddenly snap out of his self-centered haze. “U-Uh, what’re you doing?!” his eyes widened greatly and his ears lowered, “Don’t tell me that you’re that mad, c’mon, it was only a prank-”

Before he could finish, the fox Pokemon released a giant flame from her mouth, hitting the Shinx head on, making him whine in pain. “Ow, ow, ow! Hey, what gives?!” he whined, trying to force himself to stand up. Klara, now in a pouncing position, showed her teeth, “Your kind makes me sick! Always thinking that you’re better than everyone else! I should skin you alive!” she spat, making the Shinx’s expression grow nervous. “U-Uh, come on baby, we can talk about this!” Nikita tried to say, yet Klara refused to listen and yet again forming the flames in her mouth.

Ghost Pokemon watched from above, with some covering their eyes and looking away. Some quickly started to flee the area, going out of the slightly boarded windows and others phasing away all together. “Oh come on, we can talk about this! You seem reasonable, I’ll just-” then it happened. The flame from Klara’s mouth shot out and Nikita ducked, diving away from the flame that smacked against the wall, lighting it on fire.

Nikita and Klara both stared with wide, shocked eyes and looked at each other as the fire started to spread. “I hate you so much.” Klara hissed, then watched as Nikita hopped into the air, screamed, and bolted out of the room as his tail was set alight. Klara glared with rage in her eyes, “Get back here! I’m not done with you!” she yelled, taking off quickly into the hallway. As ghost Pokemon flew about to escape the slowly burning building, smoke started to build, erupting from the roof of the mansion in giant heaps.

Nearby, among the forest, a couple men in white suits turned around to see the smoke rising. In their hands, a couple nets full of small forest Pokemon hung. Some of the Pokemon thrashed about, while others only accepted their fate. Next to the two humans, a Weavile and a Blaziken stands, staring directly at the smoke. One of the humans grinned, “Well, looks like someone set that mansion alight. How about we go and check it out?” he asked the other, who in which nodded in reply. One hopped into the vehicle while the other threw the net full of small Pokemon into the back, hopping in with them as if to keep watch. With each movement, the Pokemon in the net arched in pain, getting shocked every few seconds to keep them stable. The Weavile and Blaziken hopped onto the top of the vehicle, staring down the smoke. The Weavile rubbed its claws together, “This might be your job Blaziken.” it said, looking at the overgrown fire chicken, who only shrugged, “I’ll do what I need to do, until then, shut it.” he replied, making the Weavile grin more. The vehicle then pulled forward, heading towards the smoke.

Inside the burning building, Nikita hopped from table to table, beginning to get on Klara’s nerves even more. “You hit like a girl!” he laughed, turning his butt towards her just to smack it. Klara’s eyes only twitched more in reply, “I hate you! Look at what you’ve done!” she jumped up, biting Nikita’s tail deeply, tugging him down onto the floor where the two Pokemon started to fight. Biting and scratching away, the two only seemed to get more violent until Nikita hopped off yet again and took off up the stairs which slowly started to catch on fire. He gasped, falling down a small hole just to be right back in front of the angry Vulpix.

“Are you done yet!?” Klara barked, this time, her fangs starting to glow white. She went in and then went to slam her teeth down onto his scruff, just to suddenly scream in pain as something fast slammed against her, knocking her against the wall with force. Nikita laughed and then tapped his feet, “I win, I win! I-”

He seemed to freeze in place as a giant shadow hovered over his form and his eyes slowly looked behind him, seeing Blaziken who cracked his knuckles. Nikita’s victorious grin turned into a nervous one, “Er… berry?” he said, his lip quivering as he started to back up towards the entrance. Blaziken’s fire burned greatly around his wrists and he emitted a howl of energy, making the much smaller Pokemon attempt to take off out the entrance. As soon as he ran out, he let out a victorious laugh, “Ha! Take that you giant nugget!”

“Congratulations squirt, you managed to be dumber than I thought you’d be.” a sharp voice said. As soon as Nikita turned, he was punched against the face by a hand covered in ice, knocking him into the air with force. Below him, Weavile stood with a smirk. Landing on the ground with a thud, Nikita’s eyes went halfway shut and he nervously laughed, “Crap-” he managed to squeak out as a gloved hand gripped him by the scruff and threw him into a cage. He could only see the outline of a human being as the doors closed on him.

Inside the burning building, Klara’s form pushed herself up to her paws, struggling a little, but not too much. Blaziken walked over to her and stared her down, his arms still crossed. “Well, well, a Vulpix? You look odd, different even, and you’re not in Kanto. You must be a rare find indeed. I’m sure that someone out there will like you on their couch, as a small blanket.” he brought his talon-like hands down and then suddenly yelped as Klara’s teeth gripped hold, refusing to let go.

He squawked in pain and then started to throw his arm around left and right, trying to get her off of his arm. “Let go! You runt!” he screamed, trying to knock her off with so much force. He swiftly turned his form and slammed her against a wall, yet she didn’t let go. He pecked at her head, she yet again refused to let go. She was a fighter, after all, she had been training for ten years alone as can be. He then, finally getting sick of this, brought his entire leg alight in flames. “Get off! Now!” he yelled, just to use Blaze Kick directly on her head, knocking her off and into the wooden floor, breaking some of the wood upwards, leaving her in a small hole.

As flames crackled around the now engulfed building, the two human beings stood outside, waiting. “C’mon, your Blaziken better hurry up, we don’t want the law to get here. After all, we are poaching Pokemon, we could get life sentences.” one beings to say, being impatient. The other human groaned, “I’m sure he’ll get whatever is in there, after all, it must’ve put up some sort of fight.” he admitted, “It normally only takes a couple minutes.”

The Blaziken stared down at the now unconscious Pokemon, gripping her tightly in his claws. “Hmm, maybe we will find a better use for you, in the future. A fighter like you will be good, very good indeed.” he then kicked open the now burning door to the building, walking outside just to hold Klara up to the two humans.

“What is that, a Vulpix? In Sinnoh?” one questioned, looking closely at it, “Hmm, and it’s a different color too, how interesting.” he continues, grinning. The other human opens the back of the vehicle, looking towards the Vulpix, “Well, she could sell well, perhaps someone could buy her and use her? After all, she did seem to make Blaziken get injured.”

Blaziken looks at Weavile who begins to laugh, “You try fighting this thing, I dare you.” he hissed, almost angry at the taunting Weavile. After being placed in the back in the same cage as Nikita, the two poachers laugh and celebrate themselves, getting into the front. “What about the Shinx?” one asks the other, who grins, “They have a high demand for Shinx tails right now in a certain region, so I have an idea where we can take them.” the other replied.

Klara’s eyes twitched open and she weakly tilted her ear to hear, “Unova, that’s where we’ll take them.” she heard one of them say, “Them? Why both? The Vulpix-” the other started, “The Vulpix might be sought after more there, after all, since Team Plasma fell, there’s a lot more rich and powerful bodies willing to take such a Pokemon. You understand me?!” the other replied, slightly angry. With that being said, the Vulpix’s eyes started to shut once again and her world faded to black.

Description
Among the forest one rainy night, a small light emits from the vegetation surrounding the trees. After the light fades, a small Vulpix with an oddly colored coat opens her eyes, staring up with a smile on her face. In front of the Vulpix, a young man stands, looking down at her with slightly frustrated eyes. She begins to get a confused face, her ears drooping downwards in a saddened fashion. “Master?” the young Vulpix questioned.

The trainer’s face seemed to tell a thousand words, from disappointment, to pure hatred. “You embarrass me, you know that? You always come out of your ball when I’m with my friends and I get laughed at! I didn’t even want a Vulpix, I wanted a Chimchar and they gave me you as a replacement!” he spat, making the Pokemon jolt a bit, slightly from fear. “You get too excited when I send you out to the point that you can’t even battle! What good is a Pokemon if it cannot battle?!”

The Vulpix’s eyes appeared to tear up and she took a step forward, her head lowered to the ground, “M-Master, I’m..” she started, just to jump back as a rock smacks in front of her.

“Stay back, are you not understanding me?!” the trainer asks, his eyes seething with rage, “I don’t want you anymore! Get out of here and don’t follow me!” he yells, staring her down. With that being said, the young male turns his back towards the Vulpix and started to walk forward.

The Vulpix then started to shake her head, just to run up to the leg of the trainer, gripping hold with her mouth, as if begging for him not to abandon her. She looks up at him with tear filled eyes, just to get kicked off. The trainer then continued to move forward, “Leave me alone, I won’t tell you this again!” he yelled once again, this time taking a Pokeball out of his pocket.

The Vulpix slowly lifts herself up, her fur dirty from the mud which she had crashed into. She slowly brings herself up to her paws, walking towards him once again, “Master, please, I’m sorry-” she squeaked out, limping slightly as she gets close to his ankle, Once again, she grabs on with her mouth, daring not to let go. The trainer, finally getting sick of the Pokemon not listening, kicks her off with force, yet again making the small Pokemon land in the mud.

With a swift move, the trainer throws the Pokeball up into the air, allowing a bright flash to escape from the sphere. Soon, the figure of a Pokemon appears in front of the Vulpix and her eyes appear to grow in size, absolutely shocked. In front of her, a larger Pokemon stands, staring down at her with sharp teeth and aggressive eyes. She swallows and then backs up, just for the figure of a Luxray to appear in the light of the moon. It’s eyes spark with hatred and it looks back at the trainer, awaiting command.

“Vincent, use spark.” the trainer commands, “Teach that thing to not follow us!” he tells the Luxray. The Luxray then begins to glow with a yellow light, taking off towards the Vulpix who darts up and keeps her ground, just to get slammed into with the electricity surrounding the lion-like Pokemon. Her form smacks against a tree and she trembles, trying to stand with one eye shut.

“Will you just give up! You’re wasting my time!” the trainer screams, “Just leave, why are you just taking this?! You can’t beat a fully evolved Pokemon!”

Those words appeared to break the heart of the Vulpix, her eyes filling with tears. She shakily begins to walk forward once again, appearing to almost drag herself across the ground, ever so desperate. “I’m sorry! I’ll do better! I promise I’ll do better!” she cries out, just for the Luxray to begin laughing.

“You? Do better? You can’t even evolve without a petty stone! Come on, he hardly ever used you, nonetheless cared about you!” Vincent tells her, standing proudly. “Not only that, but your colors just show how different you are, you look like a freak!” he laughs, then moves his ear towards his trainer’s voice.

“Oh for Arceus’s sake!” the trainer sighed, ”Vincent! Finish her off with a thunderbolt!”

The Vulpix, being covered by the rain, begins to shake greatly, knowing fully well what this move is, “Please, don’t! I’m sorry! Vincent, please! I’m sorry that I embarrassed you all! Let me keep going, I’ll do better!” she begs, just for the electrical blast to begin charging around the Luxray. She quickly moves to turn, trying to sprint with her hurting leg.

“Do it, now!” the trainer tells the Luxray, “Make sure she gets the point!”

With a deep chuckle, Vincent emits a loud roar and lightning shoots from his body, striking the Vulpix full force. The Vulpix slams through a tree and rolls across the ground to a stop, shaking as sparks go around her. She weakly opens an eye as the sound of her trainer walking away echoes through the rain, followed by the deep laughter of Vincent.

“Better luck next time, maybe one day you’ll be worth something to someone.” Vincent tells her, then vanishes through the trees with the trainer beside him. The young Vulpix only lays there as the rain pelts her fur, red seeps from her side and face. With that, she curls up, with only the sound of the forest greeting her that night.

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10 YEARS LATER
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In the busy area of Jubilife City, among the loud crowd of several passerbyers, an old woman moves her way towards a bench to sit down. She smiles, unwrapping a sandwich from its wrapper just to indulge in the taste as she takes a bite. Suddenly, as the old lady swallows, a small nudge wakes her up from her hungry state of mind. Her eyes then move just to be greeted with the cute face of a Shinx, a Pokemon native to the area. “Oh, hello there little one.” she gives the Shinx a smile, “Oh? Are you hungry?” she asks, noticing the eyes of the Shinx drift to her sandwich. She keeps her smile and then takes a piece off, holding it out to the Pokemon beside her.

With a soft sniff, the Shinx devoured the small piece and then moves its tail side-to-side, nudging her more. She laughs, “Alright, here, have some more little one.” she replied to the Pokemon’s cute acts, taking off another small piece. As soon as she moved her neck, the Shinx appeared to gain a malicious smirk and bit down on an object around her neck, ripping it off of her with one forceful tug.

The old lady quickly gained notice as the Pokemon jumped off of the bench and started to sprint away, holding the gold necklace between his teeth. “Thief! Catch that Pokemon! He took my gold necklace!” the old lady screamed, beginning to throw a fit. Suddenly, from beside her, a purple paw reaches up and grabs the sandwich that was left alone as the lady stood up. A Stunky grins ever so maliciously and then takes off running the other way, making the lady grip her hair, “Two thieves! They took my sandwich! Help!”

The Stunky then begins to catch up to the Shinx, both chuckling towards each other with the objects in their mouth. Two police officers stare the Pokemon down and run towards them, reaching to try and grab them as fast as possible. The Shinx swiftly moves and turns a corner into an alleyway, being followed by the Stunky just for them both to be in a seemingly dead end. They turn around, watching the two police officers come closer to them.

“Give it up! You two are cornered, now I’m going to ask nicely, give us the items, now!” one of the officers yell, stepping a bit closer towards the two Pokemon. The Shinx then moves towards the dumpster, tapping on it with his tail, a smirk growing even more. “Come on you, give me that necklace!” the second officer yells, stepping very close towards the two.

With some thrashing noises, the officers look at the dumpster, “What the-” their eyes then widened as the lid slams upwards, revealing the large forms of a Purugly and a Skuntank, both tackling down the officers with force. The Shinx, noticing the lid is open, hops inside and slides down a hole in the bottom of the dumpster.

The Skuntank, growing an even larger smirk, lifts his behind, and releases purple fumes across the whole alleyway. Within seconds, the officers thrash about and sprint out of the alley, both gagging and disgusted by the horrible stench that the giant skunk Pokemon released. Surrounding civilians all gag and move away from the area, leaving a large area open for the fumes to evaporate into the air.

The Skuntank laughs a bit, “Damn right! Take that you Miltanks!” he replies, watching the officers squirm in the far off distance, both over trash cans. The Purugly sighs, “You really do stink, now, lets go to the lair. I don’t think I can stand smelling this scent for one more second!” she retorted, turning to hop into the dumpster.

“Come on, why are you so serious?” the Skuntank replied, watching Purugly attempt to hop into the dumpster just to get caught on her fat rolls. With some squirming, she glares back at him, “Just push me in! C’mon, before I vomit!” she hisses.

“Fine, fine, but you have to admit, that was cool, right?!” the Skuntank presses his upper body against her, allowing the fat Pokemon to flip and land on the bottom of the dumpster with a loud thud. “Oh, you idiot! Be more careful and no, you did that last week!” she hissed in reply, just for the large skunk to land on her, making her screech in pain. “Off! Off! Off you fool! You are too fat for me to carry you!” the Purugly thrashed, trying to get the larger Pokemon off. “Look who’s talking, you look like a tub of lard!” the Skuntank replied, just to get thrashed off.

After a few seconds, the Stunky hops into the dumpster, staring at them both. “Dad, can we just go now? I think more are coming!” he tells his father. The Stuntank sighs, “Damn it, this always happens!” he sulks, just to be shoved into the hole by Purugly, “Go, go!” she tells him, then follows behind with some huffing and puffing. The Stunky stares down and quickly follows, leaving the dumpster supposedly empty as the lid shuts right above them.

A few yards down the hole, the Shinx proudly sits in front of a pile of stolen jewelry and knick-knacks. “Wow Nikita, you did really good!” the Stunky said, coming up behind him with a smile, “Stealing that necklace was a genius move!”

Nikita, the Shinx, turned his head and released some laughter, “You did really good as well, Simon. I know that Feefee and Winchester are proud of you.” he tells the Stunky, who takes a seat next to him.

Feefee, Purugly slowly makes her way in front of them, taking a seat on a rock. She continues to huff and puff, staring them down with a small smile, “Well, well, you both did really good. Not much to say on Winchester’s part, however.”

Winchester, the Stuntank, hearing her words, quickly turns towards her, “Oh come on! I’m the reason we always get away! Remember that!” he retorted, making Feefee roll her eyes, “That and I wanted to show my son my moves! So he’ll learn!”

“Ha, I’m sure he’d learn more from a Magikarp than you, Winchester.” Feefee said, beginning to clean her paw. Simon, noticing his dad’s facial expression, lowered an ear, but also seemed to hold his breath to not laugh. “Yeah dad, you showed me so much, like how to be disgusting in public.”

“Oh my Arceus, that’s great!” Nikita then started to laugh, causing Simon to start laughing as well. Feefee gained a smirk and Winchester lowered his head in defeat, “I’ll work on it..” he replied sorrowfully.

“Now that we are done berating Winchester, l can get into the big news of today.” Feefee announced, catching the attention of everyone in the hideout.

“Big news? What is it? Did we manage to strike nuggets?” Nikita asked cockily. Feefee glares down at Nikita, “Or is it something else? Like, um, did we finally get enough gold or-”

“No, we did not.” Feefee interrupted, silencing Nikita quickly, “I have a new opportunity for us all to gain such treasures though.”

“An opportunity?! What opportunity?! What is it?!” Simon started to ask, becoming hyper as can be towards the sound of a much more important task.

“Silence yourself, let me explain properly. So, you know Eterna Forest? There is a mansion in there that might contain some of the greatest riches. It is quite a distance away, miles even, but there will be a truck going through Floaroma Town to take us there easily. By us, I mean you Nikita.” she explains, causing the small Pokemon to jolt a bit.

“Wha? Why me?” he asks, “I mean, I’ll take this opportunity, but-”

“You’ve been chosen because you’re one of our best. Now, will you take this offer or be shunned for denying it?” Feefee asked with a serious tone of voice.

Knowing fully well that the Purugly was serious, Nikita stared in thought for a moment. How would a small Pokemon like him even get such riches back though? He did not know, but nodded towards the Purugly’s words. “Yeah, I’ll take it, I’ll certainly take it!” he replies, smiling brightly, “It is an honor!”

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LATER ON...
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Deep inside of Eterna Forest, among the rustling trees and the soft breeze, a Pokemon sat. Her reddish-pink eyes staring into the sky with a frown on her face. It had been years since she had seen her past trainer, and she had grown adjusted to living inside of the forest, just like any other Pokemon. The Vulpix, known as Klara, glanced about the area as a thud was heard, followed by the sound of footsteps. Immediately, her fur went upwards and she turned her body, pausing at the sight of an oran berry and a Buneary, which grabs it in its paws. The moment the Buneary looked up, it paused at the sight of her and a staring contest ensued between the two. With the tilt of an ear and a confused look, the Buneary hopped off into the distance, holding the berry in its fur.

Klara whined a bit in reply and hopped off of the wooden stump that she was sitting on. The peace was then broke once again, this time by the sound of her own stomach, which gurgled hungrily. She turned herself around and then slowly walked into the bushes, eventually walking towards a large, abandoned mansion in the distance. Upon reaching the steps, the Vulpix pawed around until a piece of the door lifted, just enough for her form to slide through. She finally felt the peace she desired and stretched her body out, yawning tiredly as she turned the corner, walking into a room with a small television. Next to the TV, there was a pile of berries, all waiting for her, all alone.

With some drool building up around her lips, she wrapped her mouth around a berry and bit down, cherishing the sweet taste that was held within. Ever since the Vulpix had been abandoned, she had taught herself how to be like other Pokemon, at least, that’s what she tries to be. She was alone, friendless as can be, but she didn’t mind overall, after all, the words of the past still managed to haunt her each day.

After finishing her first berry, she went to bite into a sitrus berry, just to suddenly come to a pause as soft footsteps are heard. Her eyes widened and she tensed up, feeling sudden cold wash over her form as something drags itself down her back. She growls and then squinted, trying to see what it might be, just to see the apparition of a Haunter, which grinned with its usual expression. Feeling her anger build, she started to form flames inside of her mouth, “Back off! This is my food! I collected it myself!” she yelled towards the Haunter.

The Haunter, noticing her flames, lifted its two ghostly hands up and then swallowed, “I have no need for your food!” it laughed, “You keep coming in here like you own the place, you don’t. In other words, pack yourself up and go home kid. This is our-” before it could finish, flames smacked against its body, knocking it to the ground.

“Don’t tell me what to do! I’ve been here for ten years and I’m tired of you always bothering me! Now get out of here! I’ll make you regret it if you don’t leave!” she threatened, making the ghost Pokemon frown angrily, “Yeah, yeah, whatever, fine. No need to burn our building down.” it replied, seeming to vanish through the wall.

This was the truth, for ten years, the Vulpix had made herself at home with the mansion. She had started to stash her food in the room that she claimed, and since ghost Pokemon are considered dead, why would they have to eat like her? Not only that, but the mansion’s only residents were that of Ghost types, so it was pretty quiet, especially with no humans around to try and catch her or worse, hurt her.
As she indulges herself in the berries, her ears twitched left and right. That’s when she heard it, the sound of actual movement. Her eyes widened, she knew that sound from anywhere, especially from her past. Her fear started to grow and the ghost Pokemon, she could hear them all fleeing away, hiding. Something started to creak and her heart started to speed up, “No, no, no.” she told herself, scooting her small form underneath of a table. Her thoughts started to build up, was it a human, maybe a big Pokemon?!

Near the entrance of the building, Nikita had himself stuck halfway out of the mansion and halfway in, a bit chunky to say the least in comparison to the small hole. “Dang it!” he said angrily, huffing about until the chunk of wood from the door snapped off, landing on the wooden flooring next to him. He glanced about, grinning mischievously, “Man, this looks cool. Looks like the old feline isn’t so crazy after all.” he told himself. Nikita, after several hours, had made it to the forest and into the mansion. His paws ached, his stomach turned in hunger, and he felt as proud as ever.

With some stretching, he moved forward, nearly tripping on an old rug as he lost his attention towards the paintings on the wall, all of which appeared to follow him as he moved forward. “Lets see, old paintings, no. They would be way too heavy to take back.” he lectured himself, looking around just to see something that resembled a black scarf with blue jewels on it. “Oh wow, that’ll do!” he scampered his way towards the table with the scarf on it and then halfway closed an eye, wiggled his butt, and hopped onto the table with ease. In the process, he knocked some vases over, shattering them on the ground. He laughed a bit and picked up the scarf in his mouth. The scarf made some jingling noises from the jewelry as he hopped off of the table, making his way down the hall towards the cracked open door nearby.

Inside the room, Klara’s eyes opened up some more. She could sense the figure coming closer to her room and she further tucked into the shadows, not knowing what to expect from the other side. With the creak of the door, Klara braced herself, just to gasp at the sight of Nikita with her scarf. Her eyes twitched and Nikita’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the pile of berries.

“Holy moly! Look at you, you beautiful pile of deliciousness!” he spat out, dropping the scarf onto the ground just to dive face-first into the large pile. The only thing noticeable to the Vulpix was his rear end, which was just enough to turn the frightened fox into a raging machine. “Oh, so good! This is just what I needed!” Nikita said to himself, his mouth becoming full of berries, making him muffled.

Behind him, the now furious form of Klara quietly came out of her hiding place, her teeth gritting together, her fur spiked up. Her berries, her berries in which she had collected over the last few weeks was being devoured by a thief! Her paw carefully moves over and wrapped the black scarf around her neck and she lowered herself to the ground, getting closer to the unwary Pokemon, which was still halfway into the pile.

“Are you enjoying your food?!” she suddenly yelled, catching the unsuspecting Shinx off guard. With a quick turn, Nikita’s eyes widened and emitted a pained scream as Klara gripped hold of his tail, throwing him away from the pile of berries. With a hard smack, Nikita squeaked in pain, “Ow, that hurt!” he whined, lifting his head and form up to become face-to-face with the angered Klara, “Whoa! What’s up with you?!” he asked quickly, “I was hungry, besides, finders keepers!” he laughed, puffing his chest up all cockily.

“Finders keepers?! You ate most of my food supply!” she screamed, her eyes turning into angry flames, “And you tried to take my scarf?! Why I oughta-” she was then interrupted by a yawn. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, I’m full now, so you can have the rest. No need to cry over it, Princess.” Nikita said, scratching his ear with his hind leg.

Her lips seemed to twist several times and a bright light started to form between her lips, making Nikita suddenly snap out of his self-centered haze. “U-Uh, what’re you doing?!” his eyes widened greatly and his ears lowered, “Don’t tell me that you’re that mad, c’mon, it was only a prank-”

Before he could finish, the fox Pokemon released a giant flame from her mouth, hitting the Shinx head on, making him whine in pain. “Ow, ow, ow! Hey, what gives?!” he whined, trying to force himself to stand up. Klara, now in a pouncing position, showed her teeth, “Your kind makes me sick! Always thinking that you’re better than everyone else! I should skin you alive!” she spat, making the Shinx’s expression grow nervous. “U-Uh, come on baby, we can talk about this!” Nikita tried to say, yet Klara refused to listen and yet again forming the flames in her mouth.

Ghost Pokemon watched from above, with some covering their eyes and looking away. Some quickly started to flee the area, going out of the slightly boarded windows and others phasing away all together. “Oh come on, we can talk about this! You seem reasonable, I’ll just-” then it happened. The flame from Klara’s mouth shot out and Nikita ducked, diving away from the flame that smacked against the wall, lighting it on fire.

Nikita and Klara both stared with wide, shocked eyes and looked at each other as the fire started to spread. “I hate you so much.” Klara hissed, then watched as Nikita hopped into the air, screamed, and bolted out of the room as his tail was set alight. Klara glared with rage in her eyes, “Get back here! I’m not done with you!” she yelled, taking off quickly into the hallway. As ghost Pokemon flew about to escape the slowly burning building, smoke started to build, erupting from the roof of the mansion in giant heaps.

Nearby, among the forest, a couple men in white suits turned around to see the smoke rising. In their hands, a couple nets full of small forest Pokemon hung. Some of the Pokemon thrashed about, while others only accepted their fate. Next to the two humans, a Weavile and a Blaziken stands, staring directly at the smoke. One of the humans grinned, “Well, looks like someone set that mansion alight. How about we go and check it out?” he asked the other, who in which nodded in reply. One hopped into the vehicle while the other threw the net full of small Pokemon into the back, hopping in with them as if to keep watch. With each movement, the Pokemon in the net arched in pain, getting shocked every few seconds to keep them stable. The Weavile and Blaziken hopped onto the top of the vehicle, staring down the smoke. The Weavile rubbed its claws together, “This might be your job Blaziken.” it said, looking at the overgrown fire chicken, who only shrugged, “I’ll do what I need to do, until then, shut it.” he replied, making the Weavile grin more. The vehicle then pulled forward, heading towards the smoke.

Inside the burning building, Nikita hopped from table to table, beginning to get on Klara’s nerves even more. “You hit like a girl!” he laughed, turning his butt towards her just to smack it. Klara’s eyes only twitched more in reply, “I hate you! Look at what you’ve done!” she jumped up, biting Nikita’s tail deeply, tugging him down onto the floor where the two Pokemon started to fight. Biting and scratching away, the two only seemed to get more violent until Nikita hopped off yet again and took off up the stairs which slowly started to catch on fire. He gasped, falling down a small hole just to be right back in front of the angry Vulpix.

“Are you done yet!?” Klara barked, this time, her fangs starting to glow white. She went in and then went to slam her teeth down onto his scruff, just to suddenly scream in pain as something fast slammed against her, knocking her against the wall with force. Nikita laughed and then tapped his feet, “I win, I win! I-”

He seemed to freeze in place as a giant shadow hovered over his form and his eyes slowly looked behind him, seeing Blaziken who cracked his knuckles. Nikita’s victorious grin turned into a nervous one, “Er… berry?” he said, his lip quivering as he started to back up towards the entrance. Blaziken’s fire burned greatly around his wrists and he emitted a howl of energy, making the much smaller Pokemon attempt to take off out the entrance. As soon as he ran out, he let out a victorious laugh, “Ha! Take that you giant nugget!”

“Congratulations squirt, you managed to be dumber than I thought you’d be.” a sharp voice said. As soon as Nikita turned, he was punched against the face by a hand covered in ice, knocking him into the air with force. Below him, Weavile stood with a smirk. Landing on the ground with a thud, Nikita’s eyes went halfway shut and he nervously laughed, “Crap-” he managed to squeak out as a gloved hand gripped him by the scruff and threw him into a cage. He could only see the outline of a human being as the doors closed on him.

Inside the burning building, Klara’s form pushed herself up to her paws, struggling a little, but not too much. Blaziken walked over to her and stared her down, his arms still crossed. “Well, well, a Vulpix? You look odd, different even, and you’re not in Kanto. You must be a rare find indeed. I’m sure that someone out there will like you on their couch, as a small blanket.” he brought his talon-like hands down and then suddenly yelped as Klara’s teeth gripped hold, refusing to let go.

He squawked in pain and then started to throw his arm around left and right, trying to get her off of his arm. “Let go! You runt!” he screamed, trying to knock her off with so much force. He swiftly turned his form and slammed her against a wall, yet she didn’t let go. He pecked at her head, she yet again refused to let go. She was a fighter, after all, she had been training for ten years alone as can be. He then, finally getting sick of this, brought his entire leg alight in flames. “Get off! Now!” he yelled, just to use Blaze Kick directly on her head, knocking her off and into the wooden floor, breaking some of the wood upwards, leaving her in a small hole.

As flames crackled around the now engulfed building, the two human beings stood outside, waiting. “C’mon, your Blaziken better hurry up, we don’t want the law to get here. After all, we are poaching Pokemon, we could get life sentences.” one beings to say, being impatient. The other human groaned, “I’m sure he’ll get whatever is in there, after all, it must’ve put up some sort of fight.” he admitted, “It normally only takes a couple minutes.”

The Blaziken stared down at the now unconscious Pokemon, gripping her tightly in his claws. “Hmm, maybe we will find a better use for you, in the future. A fighter like you will be good, very good indeed.” he then kicked open the now burning door to the building, walking outside just to hold Klara up to the two humans.

“What is that, a Vulpix? In Sinnoh?” one questioned, looking closely at it, “Hmm, and it’s a different color too, how interesting.” he continues, grinning. The other human opens the back of the vehicle, looking towards the Vulpix, “Well, she could sell well, perhaps someone could buy her and use her? After all, she did seem to make Blaziken get injured.”

Blaziken looks at Weavile who begins to laugh, “You try fighting this thing, I dare you.” he hissed, almost angry at the taunting Weavile. After being placed in the back in the same cage as Nikita, the two poachers laugh and celebrate themselves, getting into the front. “What about the Shinx?” one asks the other, who grins, “They have a high demand for Shinx tails right now in a certain region, so I have an idea where we can take them.” the other replied.

Klara’s eyes twitched open and she weakly tilted her ear to hear, “Unova, that’s where we’ll take them.” she heard one of them say, “Them? Why both? The Vulpix-” the other started, “The Vulpix might be sought after more there, after all, since Team Plasma fell, there’s a lot more rich and powerful bodies willing to take such a Pokemon. You understand me?!” the other replied, slightly angry. With that being said, the Vulpix’s eyes started to shut once again and her world faded to black.