Some short stories about pokemon characters I have made over the last few months.
~Opposites Attract~
Being a gastly isn't as cracked up as others make it seem. First off, no matter how hard you try other pokemon can't see you. Only other ghost types. Second, they can't hear you either. It gets lonely. Only hearing yourself day in and day out. When you do happen to meet another ghost type they always seem so...depressing. Is it really too much to ask for someone to talk to?
I spent most of my time floating through the air and staring up at the stars. They were so pretty...and there are so many. Sometimes I pretend they are my friends,and then I don't feel so alone. However...maybe being a gastly isn't always so bad.
"Just another day...another beautiful day...the flowers are blooming...the sun is shinning! The sky is blue and the clouds are fluffy! Isn't it great?!" I was doing summersaults in the air around the heads of a young vulpix couple. Not that they could see or hear me. "I said...ISN'T IT GREEEEAAAAT???!!!!" Still nothing...they just went on talking over me to each other. "Man...you guys are no fun either." I swung my foot at the male, and it went right through his head. "Oh dear, what's wrong? You suddenly went pale?" My eyes widened a bit and I smiled. Did he feel that?! "I don't know...I just suddenly felt a chill. Maybe we should move to a spot with more sun?"
I watched them leave and pouted. "He totally felt my kick....I know it." They disapeared over the hill, and I was again...as always...alone. "Please come back...just so I can pretend you notice me...please..." I pulled my knees up to my chin and proceeded to float around depressed. "Why was I born a gastly? Why not a pikachu? Or a butterfree? I want to be cute too...no one wants the ghostly goth pokemon for a friend. They want those perky little cute ones.
As I was passing the berry grove I heard the faint sounds of crying. At first I thought it was me and I had totally snapped, but then I realized it wasn't me! If someone else is depressed...maybe it's someone like me?! I followed the sounds of the crying until I saw a tail sticking out from behind an oran berry tree. So..being me I went right through the tree and looked down to find a young abra boy sleeping against the tree. He must have been having a bad dream cause there were tears running down his cheeks. I wanted to help him...so I flipped upside down by his head and stuck my tongue out at him in a funny face. I didn't really think he'd notice me anyway.
He jerked up, his whole body tense. "Teleport!" There was a bright flash and suddenly he was gone. ".....was it my fault? I just wanted to make him feel better....." I felt the tears whell up. There was no stoping them. A wave of loneliness hit me hard. "That's it...I'm done!! I didn't want any friends anyway!!...hic...I didn't ask to be a ghost!!!" I sank to the ground...I wanted to go through it...all the way under the ground. All alone where I belong.
I jerked as the feel of arms went around me. It was the abra boy. "Shhh...it's alright. I'm sorry I disapeared. I was just startled. I've never felt a presence like yours before." My eyes widened. "You...you can see me?" He nodded. "Of course I can. I am psychic after all." He smiled. "And you are a ghost. A very sad one at that. Your aura is screaming out for friendship." I nodded..."No one else can see ghosts...I didn't know you could. I've been so lonely. Will you be my friend?" He smiled so warmly at me. Of course I will. My name is Star Child. What's yours?" Star...it seemed so right. Like he was a gift from my friends in the sky. "New Moon."
After that day I was never lonely again. I always had a friend to talk to. Someone who knew I existed. That was all I really wanted.
~End~
