~Blake's POV~
I couldn't take it anymore, I ran, I ran until my legs fell numb. I still have my bag, pokemon, and money I saved. That's all I needed to survive, me and my pokemon will stay together. I even caught a Vulpix for Johanna, I guess I'll have to release the poor little fox pokemon. I'm sorry you couldn't see your owner... I shook the thought off, I continued running. I'll live in Lavender Town....I'll be more excepted there...I headed to the town of the dead. I couldn't remove the images I've seen, their burned into my memory. Along with the others, oh god the others
~???'s POV~
I saw the girl run out of the small cottage, I witnessed everything. How the lady died, and the emotional breakdown the girl had after the lady. I felt bad for her, I heard the many depressing things she said...she sounds like me... A loner, the only 'friends' I have is my Sneasel and Croconaw. "Should we follow her?" I turned to the raven haired boy, "oh I don't know should we?" I replied. The raven haired boy turned and muttered "fine, don't have to be rude about it...". I shrugged and followed the girl with the Raven tagging along.
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True Potential
AventuraBlake, a young female that suffers from many, let's just say disorders. She lost her parents from suicide when she was three. Johanna, Reds mother took her in and raised her. She can never forget the horrid images that her silver orbs laid upon when...
