Origin Story: Part 1 - Haunted by the Truth

CH01: The Tragic Beginning

An explosion caused you to fly backward, sending you flinging into the air, a cry leaving your breath, as your hands clawed around you until you slammed into the ground. A meek whimper of pain left your breath, but the pain wasn't as bad as it could have been. Your eyes quickly honed in on the scene in front of you, terror on your face as you saw a redhead man's backside towards you, as he faced the foe with determination on his face.

Your father's feraligatr barely had time to block the attack from the forretress that had used 'explosion', suffering a lot of damage in the process. It made you feel sick to your stomach, knowing that Fang barely had enough energy to keep battling, and the fact that Fang is one of your father's strongest pokemon.

"Violet!!" you heard your father cry out over his shoulder, not daring to look back at you and rather kept his sights on the enemy right in front of him. "Go! Go now!!"

You whimpered a little louder at the request. "W-where?!! Daddy?!? –"

"The cliff! You have to climb down the cliff!!" he told you, but you quickly shook your head.

"B-but what about you?! –"

"I'll meet you at the bottom! Just go!!" he told you sternly, ordering you to go, but you were scared, frightened, and didn't want to leave his side.

You blinked, hot tears streaming down your face as you stared at your father's backside. The way his long, grown out smoldering hot red hair bellowed in the breeze behind him, his black and gray jacket epically flowing against the wind. You had no doubt his bright silver eyes were narrowed and dark, though whenever he looked at you he always had a happy twinkle in his eyes. His little blossoming flower. His pride and joy.

You never will get to hear those words ever again. Deep in your gut, you had a sinking feeling you wouldn't be seeing him again.

But through the tears and the sorrow that slammed into you like a ton of bricks, you knew you had to go. Not just for yourself, but because your father wouldn't stand down until you were far, far away. Whatever evil is after his family, he is willing to protect what is his... till the very end.

And you let the hot tears flow freely down your face as you pushed your body to get moving, not giving your father any sort of goodbye, or words that indicated that this was the end. You didn't know what to do, and you weren't sure if this was the last time you would see him, but... you didn't want to leave him to handle this mess alone. It's just... you don't know what to do. You can't do anything. You're so weak and helpless that you'll only get in the way.

"C-come... on. Come on," you mumbled as meekly and weakly as possible, your slim little body slowly crawling to the edge of the cliff, trying your best not to look down to what was far, far below, and as your little body began to hang by your hands and feet off of the unstable rocks, your little eevee companion carefully jumped onto your shoulder, gripping you tightly as you began to descend downward.

But... not until you had one final look, worry and fear in your eyes, and you saw your father glance back at you, eyes filled with worry, but held a confidence that your father always seemed to possess, and he managed to give you a soft, stern smile, before turning his back on you to the battle he was, hopefully, winning... but you wonder if that's the case.

You began to climb down the cliff, your muscles already feeling tired and strained as you moved, but you pushed yourself to keep going. You had to. You had to survive... you just have to. You must. You must.

But the moment you looked past your feet at the ground, oh so far away, you let out a startled cry, almost losing your grip, as you desperately clung to the side of the cliff. More scared and frightened tears streamed down your face, the cold, crisp dusk wind was threatening to throw you off of the side of the cliff, plummeting to the rocks below. You saw that there was a large river at the bottom of the cliff, carved into the rocks and creating a deep canyon, but the water was rushing rapidly, and you were too far away to even think about letting go and diving into the water. You don't know how deep it was, if it was shallow or not, and even so there are probably so many rocks that by the time you hit the water you would smash your little body into the rocks, and possibly drown as well.