Hey what's up everyone, this is my first attempt at a fic, and it is a rather large project I'm undertaking, so expect it to have a few mistakes here and there.
There are several things I'd like to point out before proceeding, so let me begin.
First and foremost, let me explain to you what this is. This is a story about the Pokemon world gone to hell in the form of a zombie apocalypse, a plague that has affected every human in the Pokemon World.
I plan on their being only one pokemon per species, so as to make each one seem as it's own character.
People (er, pokemon) WILL DIE, including very surprising main character deaths and such, just so you know.
I decided to rate this PG-15 for violence (I'll try to be as non-graphic as possible), language (nothing worse than son of a b*tch, and I mean, it's going to be bleeped out...), and perhaps light drug and alchohol references down the road.
Well, that's all I can think of for now (I'm sure I'll remember something later that I'll have to edit in). Please let me know what you think of my fic in the comments below, I could use all the help I can get. If you don't feel like writing a review for it, please at least PM me telling me whether you like it or not, as I could use ANY feedback, since i have no idea what to expect.
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Electivire peered through a trash can in the middle of the city streets, which was oddly, but luckily for him, deserted at this time of day.
This should last... a second he thought to himself, sighing and pulling out a single banana peel, inspecting it with a scowl on his face.
He couldn't help but feel slightly sorry for himself, he didn't exactly live in a great situation.
You see, Electivire lived on the outskirts of the big city in an old abandoned building that never was fully constructed, sharing in his habitat with his wife and son, Electabuzz and Elekid, and his best friend Magmortar, and his wife and son, Magmar and Magby. They lived a very simple life, every day stealthily sneaking through the city and scavenging for food and supplies, whilst avoiding the humans, who would surely try to enslave them in one of those small red and white balls.
He shuddered, just the other day, one of their friends Crobat had been captured in one of those... things, and there was nothing he could've done to help him, he and Magmortar just had to run for their lives to avoid the wrath of the trainer's Scyther and Scizor.
It was rough living, but the only way he had ever known it, so even though the harsh winters and scarce food could be a drag, and even though he longed to live a better life, he didn't mind it as much as I'm sure others would have if they were in his shoes.
Suddenly, Electivire was brought back to the present in the form of a nudge in the ribs from his dear friend Magmortar.
"It's time to go back man, getting dark, what'd you get?"
Electivire held up the banana peel.
"Well," said Magmortar, searching for a positive. "It's color matches you."
Electivire let out a chuckle, putting a hand on Magmortar's shoulder. "No matter what happens to us, at least we'll always have each other to keep us in good spirits."
Magmortar gave a warming smile, then turned to lead him down the still strangely deserted street.
"So, you get any good stuff?" Electivire asked.
"Nope, I had a bit of a run-in with Houndoom though," Magmortar offered. "That son-of-a-b*tch considers the whole damn city his territory."
Electivre nodded. "Yeah, that guy's really starting to get on my nerves, what should we do about him?"
Magmortar looked at Electivire solemnly. "I think we teach him a thing or two about where he can be and where he can't, mostly the opposite end of my cannons," he said, displaying the intimidating cannons at the end of his arm.
Electivire laughed. "Yeah, that-" suddenly he stopped, there perched on a bench was a large purple bat with four long wings.
"Crobat!" Electivre shouted in joy, rushing over to his friend with Magmortar in tow. "What's going on, how'd you get away from that *ss-hole?"
All of a sudden, they noticed the bat was shivering, looking ahead as though lost in a trance.
"Uh, you follow bro," said Electivire, waving a hand in front of Crobat's face while Magmortar whistled for his attention.
Suddenly, Crobat let out a loud gasp, startling Electivire and Magmortar, making them jump back in surprise.
"Coming! The- the- the- the- the- they're coming," he stuttered, frantically fluttering in the air looking left and right.
"Who's coming?" asked Magmortar in a concerned voice.
Crobat looked at them with a look of utter horror. "Them," he said simply, with that he took off into the air, soaring into the sunset.
Electivire and Magmortar exchanged troubled looks, then gingerly continued on.
"What the hell do you reckon that was," Magmortar asked.
"I don't know, but it creeped me the f-", with that he cut out, suddenly noticing a chorus of growls coming from an alleyway to their left.
He and Magmortar slowly turned to the left, noticing thousands of blood-red eyes looking their direction in the fading sunlight.
Then, the eyes drew nearer, revealing in the dying rays of light the bodies of hundereds of humans sprinting towards them, tripping over each other in their haste to get at Electivire and Magmortar.
"El," said Magmortar. "I think we outta go."
Electivire agreed, and they both turned and took off in the other direction, the savages only 25 yards away at this point.
But their escape died quickly, as Electivire tripped over the curb, stumbling to the ground, and looking up with horror as the demented humans loomed just above him.
Suddenly, bright red flames burst forth from Magmortar's arms, consuming the crowd in it. They didn't seem bothered by the fact that they were on fire, but they did turn their attention towards Magmortar, the front lines of the crowd reversing direction towards Magmortar.
This gave Electivire enough time to scamper to his feet before the rest of the herd started to regain interest in him, which they did, pursuing him as he took off down the road after Magmortar and the flaming horde behind him.
Slowly but surely, the crowd in front of Electivire began to drop like flies from being unable to stand after being eaten alive by too much fire. After all of those were lying on the floor, unable to move, Electivire gave a burst of speed, catching up with Magmortar, the larger crowd still trailing them.
"What do we do?" Magmortar asked, exhausted and panicked.
"We need to get to our families, and get the hell out of this city!" came the answer.
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Thousands of miles away, a certain legendary Pokémon stood in his chambers, gazing into a roaring fire dancing in his hearth.
Another Pokémon entered the room. “It has started, my lord,” the nervous Pokémon timidly announced.
A joy crept into the master Pokémon’s heart, such as he hadn’t felt in years.
“Good,” he smirked, the pieces of the puzzle were finally beginning to fall into place.