Golden Victory (Pokémon fanfic)

Golden Family.

"L-Locki... is that you?" The boy asked.
Gulping, I nod my head. This was too overwhelming. I just remembered the first four years of my life, and met my long lost brother I didn't even know about. I clutch my head, doubling over. My knees give in- I'm now on the floor and a wave of sickness washes through me. I begin to breathe heavily, and Eevee jumps in front of me, trying her best to help me. My siblings help me to my feet, but I collapse once again. I couldn't take it... I collapse into a pair of strong arms, and get carried away to an unknown place.

*flashback*

I awake to see myself strapped to a wooden chair, in the middle of a cold grey room. The room is nothing special; four stone walls, no windows, no door. I struggle to free myself, with no avail. My heart begins to beat faster and faster, until my head falls forward, my body too weak to work. My body becomes limp; I'm barely awake, yet I see a white flash in front of me, and a Kirlia stands in front of me. She stares at me, like she was reading my mind. She begins to float over to me, but a loud, ear splitting alarm rings around the room. Within a few seconds, I'm teleported some where else. The Kirlia pulls me up, and we run off into a forest.

Twenty minutes later, my feet are pounding off the ground. Strange people in even stranger pink costumes with black M's on them spot us, and begin to chase us.

"Get the girl! We need her!! Never mind the Kirlia, kill it or something! JUST GET THE GIRL!!!" I hear, and adrenalin begins to pump around my body. I begin to panic, I needed to save the Kirlia. I grab am empty Pokéball from my pocket (I stole one of Pennie's before I left, but I got knocked out by a wild Pokémon), and throw it at Kirlia. I grab the Pokéball hoping she'd stay in it. I dash off, faster than ever. Suddenly a loud bang echo's through the air, and bark flies off trees. I begin to dodge the bullets, and dive down into a bush with thorns. The people stop, and rush about, unable to find me. With a shaking hand, I take Kirlia's Pokéball, and she transports us both to a lake, where I collapse, and black out.

I awoke to see a Kirlia, and a Pokéball in my pocket. I had no idea what was happening. I couldn't remember why I was there. Kirlia transported me home, where I learnt who my family were, and that I had somehow lost my whole memory. I was only four.

Wow suckish chapter there :( sorry. It's just I write from my phone, and I can't make writing italic. I didn't want you guys to become confused by the flashback ending, and Locki waking up. So I'll do that in the next chapter. Any thoughts? Good? Bad? Anything I should improve on??

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