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The Moon's Rising

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Reads 3,781
Votes 240
Parts 23
Time 3h 53m

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action adventure humor pokemon romance

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...

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The Wish of a Broken Heart

They say, "Be careful what you wish for." They say, "There's truth to every story." They say, "Karma's a Bh." A heart's wish is a powerful thing. But magic doesn't exist. Or so I thought. Now, a troll has found me. Cara I can't... It hurts... Why? Am I not good enough? Not pretty enough? What did I do to be betrayed like this? I feel numb except for the gaping hole in my chest. The darkness starts creeping in. I wish... Heavens how I wish... Friday June 13th I don't know when, how, or why I ended up where I am, but here I am. As insane as it sounds, I am no longer on earth. I think. Maybe I'm dead. Or maybe I'm in a coma! One where I can feel a hell of a lot of pain and new scents are being created? Maybe, just maybe, I should have listened to Grandmother's crazy stories of magic in our blood and being careful what we wish for. They don't sound so crazy anymore. All I know is I'm on the ground, can't move, staring up at an impossibly blue sky through broken branches of trees I've never seen before. That's saying a lot. Botany is my favorite hobby. I think I have internal bleeding from falling through the three-story tall trees like a pinball. My only regrets are knowing my Mum will be in a panic, won't quit searching, and my sweet American Pit Bull Terrier, Nimuë, fell through with me. *** Tavirian Our laws are clear. If we find any creature wounded past the point of healing, we kill them. It's a mercy. We've gotten a reputation for being ruthless and cannibalistic because of it. Hundreds of years ago, perhaps, but not anymore. I'm still a monster. I'm on my ancestral pilgrimage to present the spirits with my potential brides. I'm not thrilled with my options. My mate is out there, but the elders are pushing me to take one of our Tribe. When we come across a nearly dead, tiny human and her creature, I can't kill them. Especially now. I can use the pilgrimage to save them for now, but I'll need help.