The forthcoming - A Pokemon Fanfic (Discontinued)

Chapter 2 - Hate

I woke up with a jolt, an electric jolt. I looked around my surroundings. I was in our basement. It had concrete walls with a wooden staircase leading to the ground floor and a high up window which was wide but short. Cardboard boxes were everywhere. I sat on a metal chair with my arms tied behind my back and my legs tied on the chair legs which had been screwed to the floor. In front of me stood Pikachu, Brock, Gary, Tracey and Misty. They glared at me and in return I glared back. Finally I spoke "wha..what do you want? Why am i here?" I demanded. "You need to give up your dream Ketchum." Gray replied "See even Pikachu see's that you will never achieve your dream so you should just give up now." I glanced at Pikachu. He looked at me and nodded slightly then drooped his head down. I couldn't believe it. Even my best friend had given up on me. " Now," Gary continued "until you give up on your stupid dream you are staying right here !" I said nothing in responce. They all walked up to the second floor and locked the door. Everything was silent. How could they have done this to me. I had always been supportive of them no matter how far fetched it was. I had always been there for them now even pikachu was against me. I felt a tear roll down my eye. "No." I thought. I was stronger than that. I was stronger than THEM! I hated them! I hated them all!

Over the next few days my hate grew and grew. I was stuck in a cold basement with nothing but a metal chair to sit on all because of THEM. I could only tell the time from the light shining in from the window. It was almost dark until anybody came in. Until then i had been staring at the door, gritting my teeth becoming furiouser and furiouser. "I Hate them. I hate them" thats all I could think about. When the door was finally opened i tried to lash out and attack the figure coming in but i was strapped to the chair so i was unable to. The lights came on and it revealed the figure to be none other than Max. He was carrying a tray with food on. I wasn't very hungry or so i said. I turned my nose up at it as Max handed it to me. "Fine here." Max sighed as he untied me so i could eat. Instead, I jumped out of the chair immediatly and ran to the door on the staircase." Oh no i undid it too much." Max cried. Gary, Brock and Tracey stormed into the room and grabbed me. Before i new it , i was back on the chair.

A few days had passed, every day they tried to make me give up my dream and i had still refused to eat anything so they began force feeding me which made me even more angry . One day , maybe the 8th day of confindment, i was at my limit. I was so angry i began screaming and screaming but no one came. I WANTED OUT. All of a sudden the ropes began to burn. I was extremly supprised by this. I stopped screaming and saw that the rope had almost burnt all the way through. I pulled slightly and the ropes came undone. Without hesitation i ran up the stairs to the door. The door was metal and locked so there was no way i could have gotten through it. I suddenly remembered the window. I ran back down the stairs .The window was luckily easy to reach and as i was only small, i could just fit through it. I ran as fast as I could without looking back to the small white cottage i once called home. I didn't care that I was leaving Pikachu behind, he meant nothing to me. One day I would get my revenge. One day when i would be so strong that they would be unable stop me.

I ran and ran and ran. I couldnt go to Professor Oaks incase he was inleague with the ones who trapped me. I ran but i didnt know where I was running to. I felt extremley strange. I had alot more stamina than i normally would and my senses had been improved dramastically. I shrugged it off.

I had nothing on me: no food, no water and most importantly no pokemon. I finally stopped running. I had run all the way to Pewter City. It was dark and the lights were beautiful. I walked around for a while when i suddenly collapsed right outside the Pokemart. I was lead on the cold concrete floor for a few minutes. My whole body had gone completely cold. I was in a daze and out of no where, someone began shaking me ferosiously. " Hang in there! Hang in there! Help is on the way!" I felt myself being lifted up onto a stretcher and hurried to a hospital by Chanceys. My mind started to slip away into the darkness.

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