[IN THE PROCESS OF A RE-WRITE] ~𝑵𝒆𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔~ Hello Everyone and Welcome to my book! [My first book! :] ] [THE COVER WAS MADE BY @ghstowo] In a sad but happy story in which a depressed and alone female deals with her problems while keeping on her mask to keep people happy. Behind that mask is just a broken soul in needs of repair. In which she meets this man which is another broken soul. The two come together and become friends and eventually maybe even lovers. "𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑠." - 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞

Xх First FanFiction Story! хX Xx BOOK 1: Luna Mew Light 'Winter Sky Storm' Series! Xx Luna Mew Light is a young girl who dreamed of becoming a Pokémon Master, when she was little she found two Pokémon an electric type Pichu and a fire type Chimchar who is now an Infernape. Follow Luna, Misty and Brock, also picking up someone along the journey, watch as they travel around the Pokémon World to their Dreams through Kanto Region. Also along the way, meeting new Pokémon's and capturing, meeting new friends and rivals. Different: Different Main Character, Smart, Strong, Strong Pokémon/ High Level and Aura Guardian (First Female User) Following the Anime Story but with a couple of twist and Pokémon of Different Region added to the Kanto Region. I might add some Shiny/Legendaries Pokémon in there as well. тнe joυrney вegιnѕ I DO NOT OWN POKÉMON OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS. BUT I DO OWN MY OC. х Under Going Major Edits х

Y/n is an independent girl living in a small town. She's about as average as it gets. She goes to school, does her work, and is a bit of a tomboy. All you would expect, but there's something, that if people had only stopped and taken the time to see her, really see her. They would have seen something unique and beautiful in every possible way. A vast ocean instead of a shallow puddle she let herself on to be. She's a real diamond in the ruff and it sometimes makes me wonder, "Whatever did I do to deserve meeting you?" I reached out and gently caressed her cheek. Even though I wasn't there physically, it was nice. She groaned and turned in her sleep. I hesitated before "laying" down beside her. Her arm slid into my energy form making me slightly uncomfortable but I didn't move. I watched her as she slept. Her nose scrunched up and her hair was like a Rattata nest. I chuckled softly, picturing her trying to brush it out in the morning. "Mewtwo?" I stiffened, had I awoken her? "Yes?" I replied. Her hand, in my energy form, moved like it was trying to grab something. She scooted closer, to the point where she was curled up, almost touching my energy form, beside me. "I'm glad you're here." ----------------------------- I do not own Pokemon, Detective Pikachu, or the cover picture. I only own Y/N's character, any original characters, and any changes to the original movie.

Pikachu along with his pals Tim Goodman and Lucy Stevens are at it again! And so, unfortunately, is Team Rocket. Will Detective Pikachu and his crew be able to stop evil from stealing the world's most valuable Pokemon? Will Trainers be forced to bow down to Team Rocket at last? IMPORTANT NOTE: Fan Fiction based on the 2019 movie Detective Pikachu, if Pikachu was able to talk with Tim not because he (SPOLER ALERT) was his dad but because the R serum holds components in it that enhance a human's communication skills as a side affect of the experiment being meant for Pokemon only. Everyone who had been within the perimeter of the Howard attack is able to talk to their Pokemon, but thats only a small portion of Trainers in the world.

(Mewtwo + Reader) You liked to think you were normal - You went to school like a normal person, trained a Pokémon like a normal person, you had friends like a normal person. You were content, if a little bored with your life. Stories of Pokémon trainers rising to the challenge to defeat evildoers and coming out on the other side with some sort've legendary, never before seen Pokémon as their new bestie, you kind've wished that could be you one day. However, little you was a naïve little idiot. If you really thought about it, it sounded like it would be annoying to do something like that. Trekking through the wild fighting Pokémon day in and day out sounded tiring, and you'd rather be curled up at home with your frogadier right beside you. But really? People in stories don't get choices, and neither shall you. When your good friend Tim gets a letter about settling his late father's affairs, you're also somehow dragged along with him because apparently, one thing you both had in common was disappearing father's that required your attention. And perhaps you'll get your wish of a legendary Pokémon? Art by Kiaun on Weasyl

Mewtwo, the clone of the legendary Pokemon Mew, comes across a stranger that looks human but is something else entirely. Could they be the bridge that links Pokemon to humans? What is their connection to Mew himself? And what is this feeling Mewtwo has for this being? *May change story title. Gender neutral. Cute/fluff/romance. First ever Pokemon fanfic so NO FLAMES OR HATE!*