My trainer was dying.
Fire blazed around us as the warehouse crumbled, "Get up!" I screamed, knowing he couldn't understand me.
"Eevee, go." He croaked weakly. A burning rafter had fallen on him and he was pinned helplessly to the ground. He was my trainer, I was his Pokémon, I could never leave him. He gestured to his belt and I immediately understood; I pulled it out from under him with my teeth, and the five pokeballs on it popped open.
A Mudkip, Snivy, Zoura, Pidgey, and Charmander appeared, "Whats happening?" cried Mudkip. The fire was creeping closer towards us. Potions and chemicals burned green, producing smoke that plugged up my lungs and my your brain.
Snivy coughed, "Who cares, we need to get out of -- oh no." She trailed off as she realized that our trainer was trapped.
"Go." he managed and began coughing once more. Snivy tried to wrap her vines around the timber, but recoiled from the flames with a yelp, "I said GO!" he roared and hacked. I saw movement behind him as Charmander and Pidgey tried to keep the fire away, with no prevail. A huge stack of barrels full of chemicals wobbled and was about to tip over onto them.
"NO!" I cried, and tackled the pyramid. The fire reached it and a flood of toxic material washed over me.
Alone with my friends, we often talked about what evolution might feel like. Maybe warm and tingly, or like lightning running through your veins.
This was certainly not it.
A pain ripped through me, and suddenly I couldn't breath. My heartbeat quickened, blood roared in my ears, while my fur stood on end. Something inside of me cracked, clicked, changed. I couldn't see; gunk flowed past my eyes.
I could breath again.
Charmander was saying something to me but all I heard was ringing. Flames danced in front of me and I closed my eyes, knowing at least I would die with a trainer who loved me. Suddenly, I was moving -- Pidgey was carrying me in his claws, out of the door along with Charmander who was dragging a wailing Mudkip. I turned around just in time to see my trainer, the only one who seemed to love me, who battled with me, who I loved with all my heart, be buried by burning debris, with a smile on his face.
A explosion boomed and propelled us onto the safe grass. I turned my body towards the wreckage and let out a wail of despair that that echoed through the hills. I knew from that moment on, I could never forgive the world for what it did to my trainer. And I would see whoever did this...
Destroyed.
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We Are The Pokemon, & We Don't Need You Anymore
Hayran KurguWe are the Pokémon, and we don't need you anymore. What started as an act of revenge, something so simple as getting back at the people that killed our trainer, became so much more than that...and now what? Well, now...we are leading a rebellion...