Hello all you poke'mon fans it's been almost two years since I've been gone from the forms and happy to be back. I'm posting one of my poke'mon story's i posted on the fan fiction & writing forums almost two years ago which has been refined and tuned with the story remaining the same as the original just tweaked and what not.
The original post can be found here if you would wanna read the original writing
http://pokemon-universe.com/index.php/topic,585.0.htmlStory
It is said that when a pokemon dies of a broken heart a Gastly is formed into the world of the living. Legend has it that the very first Gengar was formed Millions of years ago after a mother Kangaskhan lost her baby during birth. The other mother Kangaskhan shunned and brutally attacked her near death moments after the loss of her child forcing her to flee away from her own herd.
They all roared in anger as she stumbled down a hill with her deceased baby in her pouch shouting “she was not worthy to come back after the loss of her khanling”. The farther she fled, the more she grieved until finally she could move no longer. Exhausted and weak she losses all power in her legs and begins to fall to the ground. The lifeless khanling falls out of her pouch and tumbles away from her finally resting near a rock.
She knows she is dying after the brutal attacks from her fellow Kangaskhans. As her life begins to fade she hears a terrible sound, the sound of an Aerodactyl approaching. Powerless and on the brink of death she watches in terror as the Aerodactyl devours the corpes of her baby. The mother kangaskhan tries with all her might to get up and seek retribution against the fearsome predator but to no avail falls to the ground for the very last time. She sheds her last tear and dies of a broken heart. As her sprit began to leave her body to the afterworld rage, hate and vengeance bounded her soul to the world of the living forming into an entity like no other.
The shadows combined while the darkness swept over the land, laughter could be heard from the soul that was surrounded by shadows until finally forming into the worlds first Ghost pokemon. The blood remains of the devoured baby were painted on the eyes of this supernatural entity as it attacked and killed the Aerodactyl fueled by nothing but hate and rage for the souls of the living. The ghostly figure stood atop the corpse of the lifeless Aerodactyl making a promise under a full moon that it and all other Gengar after it will forever torment the souls of the living and laugh at there fear for all eternity.
As time past this Legendary story of the first ghost pokemon faded into history until finally being forgotten by all but one village located on an island called Vaitaku. That village specializes in ghost type pokemon and story has it that the very first chief of the village thousands of years ago owned a Gengar. The elders say it was that Gengar that told the first chief the story of the first ever ghost pokemon, with that exact story being passed down from generation to generation. That is my story I tell to you viewers, thank you for reading and I hoped you enjoyed, I leave my last words to you readers “Only time itself will tell, to what becomes of the broken hearted”………
Hope you enjoyed and also happy to be back, I'm working on a new story titled "Legend of the Dragon and the Whale" a story focusing on the bond and love between a young girl and her grandmother traped in a world filled with warring islands and the brutal use of poke'mon in an age defined by nothing but power and control.
