DracoLatch
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Prologue: Rebirth
When I was young, I played a game called "Pokemon Red". I didn't really understand the objective of the game, and usually just ran around in circles and such, but somehow, I fell in love with the game. As I grew older and learned more about what to do in the game, I played every single game that came out. It was May first 2016 now. I was waiting for the new games, Pokemon Moon and Sun to finally come out.
I walked through the streets of Tokyo Japan, unaware of my surroundings as my head was in my Nintendo DS. Suddenly, I heard a truck's horn screech into my ears. What came next, was unimaginable pain, and a sudden stop of everything.
There I was, lying down in a dark pit of nothingness. I was dead. I wanted to go back, to play Pokemon. But I knew It was impossible.
"Even in death… you wish to live in an imaginary world where such childish creatures roam around, hm….?" I could hear a woman's voice speak out to me.
"I love Pokemon….if I could just get one more chance… to be in that world. I'd give anything…. To do so." I said back to woman who I couldn't see.
"Even if you'd lose what's most precious in that world, ownership of a pokemon…?"
I stood up and looked into the sky, where the voice was coming from.
"DID I LOOK LIKE I WAS JOKING?! I SAID I'D GIVE ANYTHING, DAMN IT!!!" I yelled.
"So be it…." It said back.
Suddenly, a blinding light began to flash all around me. The nothingness disappeared, and in it's place was the interior of a car. There were men wearing ski masks in every seat of the four seat vehicle. I felt my face and realized I was wearing a ski mask as well. I looked around outside the window. It was the middle of the night, so late that I was sure I'd only been up this late when farming eggs for perfect IV and perfect Natured pokemon. Outside of the car was a huge highway, empty as could be, but stained with blood for some reason. It gave me the chills.
"I know you're scared, Rookie. But you don't have to act like you just woke up in a different world. Look, you see these pokeballs?" The man said as he reached down into a bucket of pokeballs. I was confused as to how I fluently understood his English, but I simply accepted it.
"Yes." Came out of my mouth, even though I was trying to say 'Hai', the Japanese word for yes. It was as if my words and thoughts were automatically translating into English.
"They used to be titanium orbs that crush pokemon into their soul and trap Pokemon's souls into the ball. But with a little tweaks and turns, we turned them into fragile little things that can crush a pokemon into it's soul after you've killed it, and breaks as it drops onto the ground so there's no point of return. Pretty cool, right?" He smirked.
"Why would we kill Pokemon? Aren't they our friends?" I asked.
The man burst into laughter. He was laughing so hard that tears were leaking from his eyes.
"Friends? Who would've thought such a funny comedian was around? Jake, take off your headphones and talk some sense into him."
The man in the passenger seat looked back at me with a demonic glare.
"Pokemon must be killed. Call them your friends again, and you die with them." He said as he put his headphones back on and listened to aggressive trap music.
I looked down at myself in agony. I wanted to live in a world WITH pokemon, not AGAINST them! But if this is how it must be… so do it. "There's a Garchomp on that exit." I said, pointing to my right.
Suddenly, instead of turning to the right, the car stopped in the middle of the highway. Everyone got out of the car at the same time, but it took me a second to realize I should too.
"Rookie, open the trunk for us. We'll distract it." Said the man who sat next to me.
All three of them unmasked theirself. Jake looked like a male model, honestly. He had perfect brown hair which took like it took years of combing, and a slender yet not too thin body. The man who sat next to me, on the contrary, was very ugly. He was bald, and had scars and burns all over his face. The driver, simply had a pumpkin mask under his ski mask, so his face was still hidden.
I pressed the button to open the trunk, and was surprised to see that inside, were three assault rifles and two automatic pistols. What the hell?! As if destroying their souls wasn't enough, they kill Pokemon with guns here?!?
By process of elimination, I knew the two Kimel AP nine pistols had to be mine, it was the smallest and least dangerous looking. I looked up to see that the other three people were off on the exit, slashing at the garchomp with military knives and dodging slashes from its scythes.
N
As soon as my body touched the AP pistols, I couldn't think straight anymore. My body started moving on its own, charging up the rising exit and running straight towards Garchomp as its claw came down.
"Masakio, what the hell are you doing?!" The ugly man who sat next to me before yelled.
As soon as it's Scythe came down, I leaped three meters into the air, flipping forward as slowly as possible. While I was upside down and still flipping, I shot the Garchomp straight in the eye and the brain, both its eyes and head bursting into fountains of blood.
Despite doing such an amazing attack, I didn't land fast enough and fell upside down (head first) like a dumbass. My legs fell forward, and I simply lied there while saying the word "Ow."
Why had it come to this? Why was I reborn into a world where I have to kill things I once called my friends, I thought.
Chapter 0.5
The three of them walked back to the car and grabbed their guns.
"Masakio, you idiot." Said Jake as he held his automatic rifle tight to his chest.
"What?! But I killed it!" I said in an offended manner.
"We were using knives to lure it back towards the car. The car is equipped with sound canceling technology. There was a horde of dragon types nearby."
Suddenly, I felt handcuffs being slapped on my wrists. The man with the pumpkin mask lifted me up and carried me back to the car.
"What are you doing?!" I yelled.
"You heard Jake." Said the ugly man.
"Two mistakes and we dispose of you." Jake finished.
I started hollering as they threw me into the trunk of the car. They had stabbed holes into it so I could breathe, but there was no room for me to move. This seemed like the easiest way for me to become claustrophobic. Eventually however, I fell asleep.
A couple hours later, I woke up strapped to a table angled about twenty degrees, with a cloth covering my face. I breathed heavily as I knew the torture that was about to occur. My heart started to up its pace, it literally slamming against my chest. I could hear the sound of the cold water about to leave the faucet. Suddenly, it began to splash on my face, especially on my mouth. It felt exactly like it did to be drowning. I could feel vomit coming out of my throat, but the cloth was too close so as many times as I threw up it just went right back into my mouth. I made gurgling noises as I screamed and tried to break free of the restraints.
"Please… make it stop… I promise I'll never mess up again" I cried.
"We told you you only had one mistake. The price you pay for making two, is death." Said jake as he took a BC-14 and placed the blade on my neck.
The sound of flesh being slit open radiated around to room. I didn't even have a chance to scream before I died.
There I was, lying in a dark void of nothingness again. I could see the wounds on my body from being waterboarded, but I could not feel any pain, as I was dead. I was bored… extremely bored. So bored I felt as if I was alive I would've died of boredom.
"So I'm here again…." I said to myself.
I slowly stood up and kicked my shoes off in frustration.
"No!!! No, no, no! Fuck, dammit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!!!" I yelled.
I ripped my shirt in half and screamed barbarically as I threw it on the ground.
"Fuck everything!" I yelled as I punched the ground.
I curled up into a ball and began sobbing and screaming with my head touching the floor. Although I couldn't feel pain, somehow I had the mental image in my head of what a headache felt like, and I was certain all my screaming had given me one.
"Such a poor young child… throwing a temper tantrum over things not going his way…. You are not worthy for the gift you've received. You have too much… sorrow. Weakness. Reluctancy. That's why I'm going to create a new you. One that can… bring demolition to anything in it's path." Said the woman from before.
Suddenly, I was in a new body. I was wearing a white trench coat and a bulletproof vest, and had dark sunglasses on. Behind me, was, well, me. I was sitting there, crying and screaming like an upset child.
I walked over to myself and put my pistol to it's head while my foot was stomping on it's back. Without a single word, I shot the damned disgrace like a horse with an injured leg. It's brains splattered all over the ground.
"Someone like you would never survive in this world."
Spoiler:
When I was young, I played a game called "Pokemon Red". I didn't really understand the objective of the game, and usually just ran around in circles and such, but somehow, I fell in love with the game. As I grew older and learned more about what to do in the game, I played every single game that came out. It was May first 2016 now. I was waiting for the new games, Pokemon Moon and Sun to finally come out.
I walked through the streets of Tokyo Japan, unaware of my surroundings as my head was in my Nintendo DS. Suddenly, I heard a truck's horn screech into my ears. What came next, was unimaginable pain, and a sudden stop of everything.
There I was, lying down in a dark pit of nothingness. I was dead. I wanted to go back, to play Pokemon. But I knew It was impossible.
"Even in death… you wish to live in an imaginary world where such childish creatures roam around, hm….?" I could hear a woman's voice speak out to me.
"I love Pokemon….if I could just get one more chance… to be in that world. I'd give anything…. To do so." I said back to woman who I couldn't see.
"Even if you'd lose what's most precious in that world, ownership of a pokemon…?"
I stood up and looked into the sky, where the voice was coming from.
"DID I LOOK LIKE I WAS JOKING?! I SAID I'D GIVE ANYTHING, DAMN IT!!!" I yelled.
"So be it…." It said back.
Suddenly, a blinding light began to flash all around me. The nothingness disappeared, and in it's place was the interior of a car. There were men wearing ski masks in every seat of the four seat vehicle. I felt my face and realized I was wearing a ski mask as well. I looked around outside the window. It was the middle of the night, so late that I was sure I'd only been up this late when farming eggs for perfect IV and perfect Natured pokemon. Outside of the car was a huge highway, empty as could be, but stained with blood for some reason. It gave me the chills.
"I know you're scared, Rookie. But you don't have to act like you just woke up in a different world. Look, you see these pokeballs?" The man said as he reached down into a bucket of pokeballs. I was confused as to how I fluently understood his English, but I simply accepted it.
"Yes." Came out of my mouth, even though I was trying to say 'Hai', the Japanese word for yes. It was as if my words and thoughts were automatically translating into English.
"They used to be titanium orbs that crush pokemon into their soul and trap Pokemon's souls into the ball. But with a little tweaks and turns, we turned them into fragile little things that can crush a pokemon into it's soul after you've killed it, and breaks as it drops onto the ground so there's no point of return. Pretty cool, right?" He smirked.
"Why would we kill Pokemon? Aren't they our friends?" I asked.
The man burst into laughter. He was laughing so hard that tears were leaking from his eyes.
"Friends? Who would've thought such a funny comedian was around? Jake, take off your headphones and talk some sense into him."
The man in the passenger seat looked back at me with a demonic glare.
"Pokemon must be killed. Call them your friends again, and you die with them." He said as he put his headphones back on and listened to aggressive trap music.
I looked down at myself in agony. I wanted to live in a world WITH pokemon, not AGAINST them! But if this is how it must be… so do it. "There's a Garchomp on that exit." I said, pointing to my right.
Suddenly, instead of turning to the right, the car stopped in the middle of the highway. Everyone got out of the car at the same time, but it took me a second to realize I should too.
"Rookie, open the trunk for us. We'll distract it." Said the man who sat next to me.
All three of them unmasked theirself. Jake looked like a male model, honestly. He had perfect brown hair which took like it took years of combing, and a slender yet not too thin body. The man who sat next to me, on the contrary, was very ugly. He was bald, and had scars and burns all over his face. The driver, simply had a pumpkin mask under his ski mask, so his face was still hidden.
I pressed the button to open the trunk, and was surprised to see that inside, were three assault rifles and two automatic pistols. What the hell?! As if destroying their souls wasn't enough, they kill Pokemon with guns here?!?
By process of elimination, I knew the two Kimel AP nine pistols had to be mine, it was the smallest and least dangerous looking. I looked up to see that the other three people were off on the exit, slashing at the garchomp with military knives and dodging slashes from its scythes.
N
As soon as my body touched the AP pistols, I couldn't think straight anymore. My body started moving on its own, charging up the rising exit and running straight towards Garchomp as its claw came down.
"Masakio, what the hell are you doing?!" The ugly man who sat next to me before yelled.
As soon as it's Scythe came down, I leaped three meters into the air, flipping forward as slowly as possible. While I was upside down and still flipping, I shot the Garchomp straight in the eye and the brain, both its eyes and head bursting into fountains of blood.
Despite doing such an amazing attack, I didn't land fast enough and fell upside down (head first) like a dumbass. My legs fell forward, and I simply lied there while saying the word "Ow."
Why had it come to this? Why was I reborn into a world where I have to kill things I once called my friends, I thought.
Chapter 0.5
Spoiler:
The three of them walked back to the car and grabbed their guns.
"Masakio, you idiot." Said Jake as he held his automatic rifle tight to his chest.
"What?! But I killed it!" I said in an offended manner.
"We were using knives to lure it back towards the car. The car is equipped with sound canceling technology. There was a horde of dragon types nearby."
Suddenly, I felt handcuffs being slapped on my wrists. The man with the pumpkin mask lifted me up and carried me back to the car.
"What are you doing?!" I yelled.
"You heard Jake." Said the ugly man.
"Two mistakes and we dispose of you." Jake finished.
I started hollering as they threw me into the trunk of the car. They had stabbed holes into it so I could breathe, but there was no room for me to move. This seemed like the easiest way for me to become claustrophobic. Eventually however, I fell asleep.
A couple hours later, I woke up strapped to a table angled about twenty degrees, with a cloth covering my face. I breathed heavily as I knew the torture that was about to occur. My heart started to up its pace, it literally slamming against my chest. I could hear the sound of the cold water about to leave the faucet. Suddenly, it began to splash on my face, especially on my mouth. It felt exactly like it did to be drowning. I could feel vomit coming out of my throat, but the cloth was too close so as many times as I threw up it just went right back into my mouth. I made gurgling noises as I screamed and tried to break free of the restraints.
"Please… make it stop… I promise I'll never mess up again" I cried.
"We told you you only had one mistake. The price you pay for making two, is death." Said jake as he took a BC-14 and placed the blade on my neck.
The sound of flesh being slit open radiated around to room. I didn't even have a chance to scream before I died.
There I was, lying in a dark void of nothingness again. I could see the wounds on my body from being waterboarded, but I could not feel any pain, as I was dead. I was bored… extremely bored. So bored I felt as if I was alive I would've died of boredom.
"So I'm here again…." I said to myself.
I slowly stood up and kicked my shoes off in frustration.
"No!!! No, no, no! Fuck, dammit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!!!" I yelled.
I ripped my shirt in half and screamed barbarically as I threw it on the ground.
"Fuck everything!" I yelled as I punched the ground.
I curled up into a ball and began sobbing and screaming with my head touching the floor. Although I couldn't feel pain, somehow I had the mental image in my head of what a headache felt like, and I was certain all my screaming had given me one.
"Such a poor young child… throwing a temper tantrum over things not going his way…. You are not worthy for the gift you've received. You have too much… sorrow. Weakness. Reluctancy. That's why I'm going to create a new you. One that can… bring demolition to anything in it's path." Said the woman from before.
Suddenly, I was in a new body. I was wearing a white trench coat and a bulletproof vest, and had dark sunglasses on. Behind me, was, well, me. I was sitting there, crying and screaming like an upset child.
I walked over to myself and put my pistol to it's head while my foot was stomping on it's back. Without a single word, I shot the damned disgrace like a horse with an injured leg. It's brains splattered all over the ground.
"Someone like you would never survive in this world."