Well here's something like a prologue. It's my first fan fic, but don't go easy on me, or anything. I can take any criticism or anything else you throw at me. I have only two rules:
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Well enough beating around the bush. Here it is:
This chapter contains nothing that might offend the general audience.
Invisible Silhouette: A Pokemon Story
Location: Fire Region (Fuego)
Trainer Info: Sig Cloud Mugen, known to everyone as “Cloud”
Current Age: 9
Height: 4 feet 8 inches
Birth date: Summer, 2nd month, 17th day
Birth place: Cinnabar Island, Kanto Region
Known Relations: Annette S. Mugen (mother)
Chase C. Mugen (father)
Trainer Back Story:
Born in Kanto, Cloud was raised on the Island of Cinnabar. He was born nearly a year before the incident that crippled the once great Island, and now lives in the great Fire Region, known as Fuego with his mother and father. As a result, he grew up with no knowledge of Kanto, its people or its pokémon. He knows only the stories he was told while listening to the Hoothoots sing their nocturnal lullaby. Stories of powerful trainers, mysterious pokémon, and beautiful towns and cities filled his dreams.
He grew up in a region filled to the brim with all kinds of pokémon, pokémon of all shapes and sizes, except the pokémon native to Kanto. Pokémon like Charmander and Dragonite were foreign to him. When told about them he could only imagine what they looked like; and he had a very wild imagination, being very young. But pokémon like Cyndaquil and Sentret, along with Hoothoot and Stantler surrounded him in his new home.
His life, though altered by fate, was a pleasant one filled with joy and laughter, rarely affected by hardship. Until that day when it all changed and all of the laughter and joy stopped. It was one his 6th birthday when they came, a powerful new crime organization, by the name of Silhouette; a group of villains lead by a mysteriously powerful figure, out to enslave all pokémon. They viewed them as tools of destruction and mayhem, not as friends or allies. They gave themselves their name because of their ability to blend in with everyone; you never could tell who was a Shadow and who wasn’t. Almost as if they didn’t even know they were apart of this powerful syndicate. Rumors spread that a new kind of pokémon was used to brain wash potential Shadows, and “activate” them at pivotal times. There was no pattern to their attacks, no reason, they just happened. The soldiers for Silhouette were called Shadows because of how quickly they changed; their personalities, their features, their appearances, everything, like they were a different person, a shadow of their former selves.
They appeared on Cloud’s birthday, his worst one ever, and the worst day in the history of Fuego. They appeared from what seemed like nowhere, and kidnapped many people and pokémon. One of those people was Cloud’s mother. She was taken away trying to save her son. And though everyone told him it wasn’t his fault, he knew it was, because of what one of the Shadows told him.
He had said, “The Boss has plans for you. It seems that there is potential in you…potential he wants to extort.”
For the next three years, he grew up without a mother, holding the guilt inside him, and trusting no one.
Here is where his adventure begins…
This fic is based on my ideas for a new pokemon game. It'll be re-posted them in the Future Game Ideas thread after I proofread and add to them. Chapter 1 is close to being finished, just some touch ups and an ending and it'll be done, though I can't guarantee when it'll be up. So what do y'all think?
Next Time: The Fire Inside
“Well Cano, this is it. I’m not going to be coming back for a while. I’ll miss you,” he told the giant pokémon, hugging it tightly. “Oh, and take care of dad while I’m gone, ok?”
“Ar-roo, argh,” Cano growled in understanding.
Patting Cano on the head once more, he made his way toward Verd Forest. Suddenly he made a 180° turn and began to skate backwards while watching the small figures that were Scyko and Cano become smaller and smaller. Making a sharp 180, he picked up speed and soon reached the edge of the forest. He stopped abruptly and surveyed the forested carefully, taking in every detail.