psycotic pt.3

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                                                     I've killed my mom and my little sister! How can i live with that type of story behind me? I still had my older brother and father to find, right? So I still had a possibility of having a new life, right? RIGHT? RIGHT? I needed to find my dad. So I naturally headed straight to a battle stadium, where he trains with his owner, named Ray. Ray has a blue hat which has the design of Reds, jeans, and a black shirt, with a blue and black jacket. Anyways, I headed toward a Pokemon stadium in the town I was near. It was tall and a dark blue color. When I was standing right in front of the tall door I was hit with a really strong freezing cold wind that made me nearly froze and staggered, almost falling over. this time the darkness was darker then when you close your eyes when there isn't a single light around you. I stood there not sure where to go. When I was sure I was dead, a trainer with the cloths of my fathers trainer popped up right in front of my, pale, expressionless, with no eyes and blood tears, a Leafeon was next to him with deathly dark eyes with blood red dots dripping, its colors are pale grey shades.

                                                         The trainer laughed with a demonic laugh the Leafeon used Parish Song I blocked the noise by plugging my ears with my paws. The trainer smirked. I ran toward the Leafeon and scratched furiously at it, my claws were ripping through the Leafeons skin sending the sound of cloth being ripped. The trainer laughed louder. The Leafeon fell and it formed into my fathers body.

                                                         The lights turned on and  I saw a decapitated Jolteon ... that ... was my brother .. his mangled body dangled from his intestines tied to the ceiling. "Farwell to heaven my freind." the trainer laughed/growled with a smile.

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