LittleTyrunt
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Heroes and villains... they're only separated by their convictions and what they believe is right. Both have their morals, and both have a goal that they believe is worth achieving. Two years...
Two years I had been trapped like a caged bird just waiting to escape back into the world. It had been nothing but hell for me after the fall of Team Plasma. I had been longing for some form of sign that would tell me that everything would be fine, that I'd have that second chance I desired. That was when fate came knocking on my door in the form of my estranged mother. What she wanted... I didn't care.
She had been gone for ten years of my life. She never even said good-bye. Who the hell does that? Whatever apologies she had, I didn't want them. And whatever she had to say, I didn't want to hear it. At least... I thought I didn't. It's funny how you think you knew everything only for everything you've ever been told to be proven a lie.
Little did I know how deep those lies had gone. I had no idea what I'd be getting into the moment I got onto that plane with my mother. All I knew, was that I was given a second chance at something I'd been dying to do since I was little. I just... didn't expect it to be on an island in the middle of the sea.
It's a completely different world over here, and I'm not sure exactly how I'll adapt. But I do know one thing. My life has started anew, and I can finally get that fresh start I'd been longing for. Even though I'm free, I can't help but get a bad feeling about all of this...
{Cover by ImberLapis}