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I jolted up instantly as I breathed really hard as if I almost suffocated to death. I quickly realized that it was just that nightmare again and none of it was real or at least to an extent wasn't real. After a few seconds I caught my breath and I lied back down completely as I tried to shake off that nightmare. That nightmare that keeps haunting me almost every night and because of that I haven't had a good night of sleep in almost two years and it was really beginning to catch up to me.

After I woke up a little more I tried to stand up but the moment I put pressure onto my front right paw I felt as if my bones where made of glass and they were shattering. I instantly fell to the ground and absorbing the whole blow was my jaw that made first contact with the solid floor. Memories on how I injured my leg came flashing back into my head as I remembered the fight I was in last night. I was jumped by three pokemon who weren't too fond of my species along with ninety percent of the world.

Seeing as I was back on the dirty ground I took a few seconds to take in my surroundings and noted the details in the alley I was in. The alley looked like any typical alley, there were a few dumpsters following the wall that had trash filled to the tip top and along with that there was a bunch of trash that didn't make it in the dumpster even though it was right there. Besides the beautiful spectacle of the alley they only other thing I could say about it was that it smelled so bad I couldn't even put it into context.

My head then peaked up and I noticed the few rays of the sun that shined down into the alley and slightly warmed my cold body. Although I couldn't say I was too fond of the sun since I was a creature of the night or nocturnal if you...


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... that" I said in the nicest voice I could despite being as pissed as I was.

"I don't think I can do that" Flare said.

"Listen let's just shake paws and we can both go on with our day's" I said and I picked up Flare's paw and shook it for him. Flare and his trainer both looked at me as if I was insane.

"Anyways I'm going on with my life now because I actually have one and I don't waist it by doing that cliché gym leader crap" I said as I released his paw and walked in the opposite direction of the two. I tried to be as friendly as possible when I did that but in the end I knew I only ended up sounding lick a douchebag and I was okay with that. Then as I was walking I felt something solid hit the back of my skull. I quickly turned my head and saw an open pokeball emitting a red light and I felt a pulling sensation that sucked my entire existence out of this world.




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