3First I want to explain a few things, first this story takes the view point of a type of Pokemon categorized as a Shadow Pokemon. These Pokemon have no feelings, they are trapped in darkness by the actions of humans. Any questions you have I will do my best to answer. Finally I must thank those who helped to find what was wrong and needed to be corrected, this being my first story I can only say thank you! Enough of this though let us continue...
Pain... pain was the only thing I could feel besides the unemotional calmness that surrounded me. My eyes opened with ease, so no damage there. My head had a large bump on the back of it though, indicating that was indeed where I was struck. That Lucario must have a perfect value for strength... I would not have been knocked out otherwise I got slowly to my feet and glanced around. The area I was in was no longer the clearing with the Oran berry tree, but instead was now the bank of a river.
"So you finally wake." I turned my head to see a male Charizard watching me "When Aura told me she had found a shiny I didn't believe her, but yet here you are..."
"Who are you?" I felt my head tilt a little to the right "Also where's the Lucario that did this to me?"
The Charizard chuckled at this. "Aura? She's busy getting ready for the fight."
His tail flame seemed to flash in a warm fashion as the chuckle turned to a laugh as I stared at him with unamused eyes "Who are you? Why did you're friend attack me?"
"You act as if you've never heard of a trainer who wants to capture a shiny." The Charizard studied me "Do you even know what you are?"
"What I am?"
"You're kidding me right?" The Charizard looked rather concerned "You don't even know what kind of pokemon you are?"
I looked away, my mind seemingly not in the same place. 'You need to remember! Come on UA!' I jolted at a sudden voice in my was intriguing to say that the voice was recognizable, but by whom? Shaking my head I walked over to the river and looked down at the water. The current was quite slow... my reflection was easily visible in the water. I stared at the colorless face that looked back from the water, the pointed ears, the rather long tail, a tuft of grey hair on my head, and two eyes... the right eye colored red while the other colored black.
"Zorua..." I classified myself "Not colored like normal of it's species, creating the illusion of the effect 'Shiny'." I looked up at the sky "A true shiny Zorua can be disconcerned by the blue where the red should be... not grey."
"What are you saying? You might have gotten hit a little har-"
"Flametail!" a familiar voice interrupted the Charizard, I looked back across the river to see the same Lucario that had knocked me out standing with wet fur and... a towl draped around her midriff.
"Yes... what is it Aura?" The Charizard which I now presumed was Flametail replied "I really hope you know what you're doing, this Zorua is quite different from others I've seen."
"Of course it's different, it's shiny!" Aura smiled "Wyvern's gonna freak when she see's him!"
You really like to be all analytical my bad boy... but just for once shut up and dance with me.
What are these? Memories? I wasn't paying attention now, my mind unable to process all the information that was being thrown at me.
"Oh come on Flametail just feel his fur!" I squeaked in pain at the sudden hurtful grip on me "It's so soft!"
Unable to breath! How do I get her off me! I couldn't inhale, the grip on me was just that strong.
"Aura I shouldn't have to repeat myself." Flametail rolled his eyes "This Zorua is less alive and more dead than you think. I haven't seen any sign of emotion since he's woken up!"
Flailing weakly I tried to convey some form of discomfort, maybe at least getting some attention towards the lack of breathing I was having.
"How long has it been since you've seen them though?" Aura countered seen what? "about four years?"
"Five, but that's beside the point!"
"The point is you're jealous!" Aura clutched me tighter "I found an incredibly rare shiny pokemon and you want me to get rid of it!"
Finally having reached the point of desperately needing air I Shadow Clawed Aura.
"Ow!" The reaction was instantaneous. I fell to the ground trying to grasp my windpipe "How did that hurt? It was a ghost type move."
"This is what I mean..." Flametail shook his head "If your so dead set on bringing him, fine but I won't be held responsible for what happens."
"What could possibly go wrong." Aura shook her head "I have the type advantage here."
"Type advantage gives you but an edge." Flametail shook his head back "You can still lose with the type advantage in your favor."
"Why do you have to be such a downer?" Aura had a rather good imitation of my expression on her face "We also have the numbers to fight him."
"We? That means you right?"
"Now that's just mean."
While the argument pursued, I went back to looking at the top of the water. My reflection having changed somewhat now showed a somewhat cocky grin, where it was grey was now fully black... the red eye now also being black. It was as if I was staring at darkness itself. Did I look like this before? I look like a husk of a creature... does it explain my apathetic nature? Little bits and pieces moving quickly... only for one to be grabbed but not part of the questions I'm asking.
"Heh..." amazingly, a small chuckle escaped my mouth "It is indeed getting late, but here we are with you two arguing like little children."
"Excuse me?!" Aura had blue flames of anger flaring up in her eyes
"Your observations are astounding Holmes..." Flametail sighed "He's right... about how it's getting late."
"Well let's head back then!" Aura exclaimed, quickly picking me back up and taking off running.
(Flametail's POV)
I couldn't quite figure out why the nervous beat of my heart was starting just now. The Zorua was being taken back to camp... what was everyone's reaction going to be? Was it going to be put on me? What would Shyly say?
"What was he thinking..." I walked over to the bank of the water and looked down, surprisingly it wasn't my reflection but that of the Zorua's, or it would've been if not for the complete lack of color in it. It was rather unsettling... the grin on his face was a complete one-eighty of how he was acting earlier. What's a guy to do? I bit my lip in anxiety, watching the illusionist would be a good start, but if he does get... out of hand then I would need to be quick and thorough in my doing. Alright better hurry back and tell the others. With that final thought I spread my wings and took to the sky, a hidden urge in my heart to hurry.
Alright, sorry for the long time to update... but it's hard to keep this mindset for... UA? Seems like a good name. It's kinda apathetic, but what's with the sudden show of emotion? I'll try to get the next chapter up faster though. Comment, Review, and please tell me if I've got something wrong! This being my first story I need all the help I can get!