A Flightless Noivern [Pokemon Fanfiction]

Out Of Nowhere

          10 years into the future, Onpa is now 15 years old. Each year, as she grew, her wings "grew" with her. Instead of just sap and leaves, her wings are now made of thin leather colored to look like Noivern wings, with sticks as support, and she had leather covering her body, which was also colored to look like the body of a Noivern, complete with a tail. She had a helmet made from the skull of the deceased Noivern that took care of her, also painted to look like a Noivern's head. Her hair, cut with the help of a wild Scyther she befriended, is short and tousled, and is a faded brown color. The nails on her hands and feet have grown to a sharp point,acting like claws, and her teeth had grown out to a sharp point. Her ears have also adapted to have the sensational hearing of a Noivern. The Noibat that Onpa grew up with is now a young Noivern, who is still helping her learn how to fly.

          It was a cool summer's night, the moon shining brighter than any star in the sky. Noivern was watching Onpa as she glided down from a tree. She flapped her leather wings to try to fly higher, but it only made her go up a couple inches. Onpa landed on a rock and looked back up at Noivern, who seemed a bit tired and disappointed. At this point, he knew that Onpa wasn't a Noivern, or even a Pokemon, but that didn't change how much he cared about her. 

          "Come on, let's go home... the sun is close to rising..." stated Noivern as he flew down to Onpa and walked with her back to the cave. Noivern hopped up onto the ceiling and hung upside down. Onpa, however, waited for brother Noivern to fall asleep. Once he did, she snuck out of the cave.

          Onpa wanted to prove to her brother that she was capable of flying. She went to the tallest, widest tree in the center of the forest, and started to climb. By the time she got to the top, the sun was on the horizon, and her claws were no longer sharp. She took a deep breath and jumped, spreading her wings wide. She was gliding, but she didn't want to glide. She wanted to fly. She started to flap her wings, but it didn't make her go much higher in the air. Before she could try again, out of nowhere, a net came down from above and grabbed her out of the air. Onpa screeched in surprise and fear, then started to kick and thrash around in the net to try and escape.

          "We got one boys!" exclaimed a voice from above. 

          Onpa stopped for a second and her eyes followed the rope that was attached to the net, to see a giant Meowth head, just floating there. There was a basket attached to it, where three figures stood, looking down at her. One of the figures was a Meowth, but she didn't know who the other figures were.

          "Are you sure that's a Noivern?" asked the figure with blue hair.

          "Of course it is!" replied the figure with pink hair. "It has the wings and everything!"

          "Stop your bickering and let's get out of here before anyone sees us!" exclaims the Meowth.

          "Wobbuffet!" exclaimed a Wobbuffet that appeared from seemingly nowhere.

          Onpa let out a screech as if to call for help, but she knew that Noivern was asleep in the cave. Nevertheless, she continued to let out cries for help before an electric shock was sent down from the balloon to the net, electrocuting her. Onpa let out a screech of pain before everything went black.