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  >> Campfire Creative >> Fiction >> Other >> ID #1810911  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Pokemon Island
Your on pokemon island and need to save yourself
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[Introduction] You wake up on an island, as a Pokemon. You need to fight for survival against other pokemon on the island. Characters may meet eachother in the story. The only rule is... NO RULES!
Melissa    I slowly wake up from a deep sleep. "Wh-Where the hell am I?" I ask myself. Ilook at my reflection in the nearby water. I notice my reflection, a Torchic. I yawn, stretch my small body, then walk around the shore of th beach. A ruffling was heard from nearby bushes. I looked at the direction it was coming from. A Nidoking popped out of the bush. He looked pretty pissed off. He gave me a look that said, "I'm gonna fucking kill you!" I got into battle stance, and waited for the first attack.

Lonewolf - Catching up    I awoke to the sound of dripping and the splash of something liquid on my face. Upon opening my eyes I found myself in a cave, and the pain resonating in my head as I sat up told me I didn’t get here on my own. I lifted my right hand to my head to see if I were bleeding only to find I had three fingers which technically couldn’t be called fingers at all. I felt something stir beneath me and found I had a tail as well. What made matters worse would be the fact that I had a purple tail, and discovered as I checked my body out was that it was milk white. Sure the color went well with the purple tail, but still a little weird.

I slowly gathered my energy, and stood realized that once on my feet I was very tall. I walked toward the sound of the water, and saw a pool of water in the distance. As I got closer to the pool of water in desperate need of something to quench the thirst of my desert dry throat. I found myself being assaulted by something moving around fast in the dark.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” The little creature questioned.

I felt my chest to find the little bastard slashed three lines into my skin.that were healing quickly, but it still hurt.

“I woke up here.” I tried to say, but no words came out.

“Get the hell out of here. We don’t like your type!” The creature shouted as it readied for another attack.

The floor began to shake and I almost lost my footing, but I wouldn’t allow this little shit attack me again. The ground around me looked as if it had a mind of it’s own then came careening toward me.

Melissa    INidoking readies his first attack, I use a fierce flamethrower on him. He then tries to slam me with his tail. I jump over it, and peck him viciously. After a few more attacks, he's down for the count. I walk my way around the island. Looking at just a bunch of trees, I just say to myself, "Dammit, where am I?"

© Copyright 2011 Melissa, Lonewolf - Catching up, (known as GROUP). All rights reserved. GROUP has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.

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