I'm cold. I'm miserable. I'm drenched head to toe. I have no way out of this shit. It's raining lilipups and glameows, and I'm chained up enduring it. These grunts are watching my every move. I can't see 5 feet in front of me, but he doesn't give a fuck about me. He doesn't love me. And it's quite obvious.
I hear my dad yell, and the two asshats that were watching me run inside. Wait. What about me? Oh. Of course they left me out here. Why bother to bring me in?
Minutes feel like hours, I feel worse every second I sit in this rain. My vision slowly fades to black. A shadowy figure stands at my feet. I feel him pick me up before I blackout. That couldn't have been a grunt, right? I hope it's not.
I wake up, but cringe at the bright lights. My long black hair was still wet, my uniform, just as wet, clung to my cold skin. The blankets that covered me barley warmed me at all. Surprisingly, I was inside. That's a change. Thank Arceus. I was about to die out there. But who took me inside? Where am I? Why did they care?
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Pokemon: A Lavender Colored Galaxy
FanfictionDISCONTINUED Lavender is a young dark type Pokemon trainer who is trying to escape her father, boss of Team Galactic, Cyrus. She went through a lot of physical and emotional abuse throughout her childhood and she's fed up with it. Follow her adventu...
