Story Notes:
This story is quite different from most posted on this site. There is no sex, there is death and... Well, things are quite strange to say the least. I leave many things vague and up to the imagination, but there is reasoning behind it. It's not always what it seems.And as always: I do NOT own pokemon in any way, shape or form. Though that would be amazing if I did but.. Nope.
My Special Trainer
I still don't know why I'm here, who has done this to me... Maybe if I look through my life I can find an answer, after all, no one is going to listen anyways. No one except... Her. My trainer. The special one in my life.
Ever since the beginning my life has been like this, ever since I was a little Riolu and... Well, I've always stayed a little Riolu, have never evolved from such... I don't know the reason why. It could be my trainer never trained me hard enough. It didn't seem like we trained much in the first place, it was mainly our games together. She was something special, I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was special to me.
These games we would play, many times they would involve a certain object... I cannot recall what exactly it was called, she never did tell me... It was something tightly woven. I never did enjoy them, they were just not of my taste. I never liked the games that we played together but I always had feelings for my trainer. She was special to me.
My trainer had a starter Pokemon. He was a Charmander, I believe. A special fellow. Interesting in his own right. Had certain tastes that didn't coexist with my own. But he helped me get closer to my trainer even if our tastes were never the same. I can go as far to say as he was a great help to me for my trainer. The Charmander and I both participated in games all the time. His tastes never did coexist with mine so I never enjoyed them. His love for my trainer insisted that he believed he was superior to me. Perhaps. The games they'd play seemed fun for them but not for me. He always seemed to get the better of me in those games... however... what perplexed me was the fact that my trainer and him would play a different game than the one me and my trainer played. He seemed to love his game while I was stuck... disliking mine.
I escaped my Pokeball one night to visit my friend, the Charmander. I wanted to ask for his help. He got along with my trainer while I did not. He could help me maybe become closer to that interesting and special person. He looked so peaceful asleep, but it was alright, he didn't need to be awake to assist me in my goal. Perhaps now I don't have to play those games with my trainer. I didn't like them, as you may know. But it was just indifference. The Charmander enjoyed them, but they played different games. Perhaps me and the Charmander could become similar? I suppose so. I resembled him now. Maybe now I can play the games with my trainer that actually looked like were in my taste but the Charmander and my trainer did not have my taste. But the games we played really weren't fun and I'd gladly accept anything else.
The Charmander looked weird now...Perhaps it was the way he was sleeping after my visit? Though I didn't hear him all that much, mostly just the sound of liquid. Perhaps it was rain? But it wasn't raining. Was it piss? No, the Charmander wouldn't do that. I wonder what it is. And I also wonder why I feel wet. It's strange. I feel sort of shaded as well. Why? I was outside where the moon shone down upon me but it felt as if the... moon's light did not grace me.
I decided to go and wake up the special trainer. Maybe she would be mad if I woke her up at this time but I couldn't wait a moment longer. I wanted her to see the new me. I wanted her to love me, that is all I wanted from her. I woke up my trainer as the moist feeling intensified. I looked different thanks to the Charmander. I hoped that this change in appearance would please my trainer.
Her eyes slowly opened as I anticipated her reaction, then... a wave of fear befell her. I stood in confusion as she scurried around her sleeping bag, grabbed one of the objects we would play with sometimes... I had awaited her embrace with my arms extended out to her. I was ready to accept her love... finally. But... instead I felt this really sharp pain on my skull. Maybe it was just shock that my trainer may love me now! I loved the feeling! I was finally going to be happy with my trainer! Finally after all of this suffering I can be...!
And it stopped. Right there everything stopped for me. I don't know why, she was scared but I know I made her happy. But I don't remember anything that happened after that and I soon woke up here. I just felt... Different. Not the same. I wasn't feeling the wetness around me anymore... As a matter of fact I couldn't feel anything at all. I looked down towards the ground and the first thing I saw was myself. Why was I sleeping in such a weird way? My head was almost all the way backwards and I couldn't do that... My arms looked like they were bending inwards, able to see into my own body... But when I looked down at myself I couldn't see a thing. Why is my fur a different color? It was blue before... Why is it red? Even when I moved away my reflection didn't move with me, it stayed still within the red water. I knew how reflections worked and this didn't make any sense to me.
I looked over towards my special one. My trainer was pulling my friend off of me and was crying? But I looked just like the Charmander, she should have loved me... Why didn't she love me? I played her games that I didn't like, I played with her Charmander who didn't get along with me. Why does she not love me? I've been loyal.
I watched her walk away, seeming to be in tears and I began to follow. The normal pattering of my own footsteps couldn't be heard as I followed her. Back down the path her hands and part of her shirt were covered in the same red water, yet even as I stepped in it I didn't feel anything. But my only worry was the special Trainer in front of me and she was sad... I could try my best to comfort her.
I followed her into the bathroom where she went into the shower and sobbed, falling into the corner and curling up... I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her as she cried. 'D-don't cry' I said to her. 'Please don't cry, I love you, I wouldn't hurt you...' I said phrases like that to her but she never responded... She must have been angry at me. But what did I do wrong? I just tried to make her happy. I wanted her to love me.
Every day I would be by her side. When she woke up and stayed in her home, she never left. She never wanted to leave... Maybe since I was by her side? But she never said anything to me... Day after day I'd be with her, trying to get her attention... Waving at her, speaking up... Nothing. Not a single reply. And this happened day... After day... After day... Week after week... Month after Month... Until I had lost count of the days and time. She herself seemed to not talk to anyone anymore, shut herself off but she still had me... Even if she ignored me, still mad at me for what I did... I don't even know what I did wrong still... Yet she ignored me.
It was... Definitely over a year but I didn't know how long she was ignoring me. It was on this day that... It happened... I was with her, trying to use my voice to soothe her when she stood up and walked over to the closet. As she walked back she pulled out an object, one that was familiar to me... The object we would always use for our games. My heart raced... Was she finally going to acknowledge me after all of this time? I felt wonderful inside, as if me and her could be... Together at last, that she would love me. I stood up and ran over to her, watching as she would slowly walk to a chair in the middle of the room... Slowly standing up on it, hanging the object from the ceiling and having a circular end that hanged down towards her. This wasn't the game that we played... Unless it's been so long that I have forgotten. But that is what we played with, I know that... Then why was it around her neck and not mine? It didn't make sense...
Then she kicked the chair, her body squirming about... I couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the way she squirmed there. What kind of game was she playing? I smiled a bit as I stood there in watching her What an odd game, I thought to myself. And slowly her body would slow down movements before finally stopping... Just the creaking of the rope hanging from the ceiling, her form within the object that we played with. This game looks funny... I waited for her to get off but... she didn't. 'Hey...' I said. I called her name but there was no response... was she bored? Did she fall asleep in the middle of the game...? I had never seen this game... I was admittedly rather confused. For what seemed like days on end I sat there, watching her. Was I supposed to wait? Was I supposed to touch her?
I waited there for what seemed like days... Until I heard a loud noise from the front door, men and women in blue running inside of the room... They all talked so fast, the noises outside so loud... I didn't know what to do, curled up and holding my ears and head looking down some... They walked all around me as the trainer dropped to the floor, sitting right next to her. I quickly ran over to her and placed my hands upon her body, trying to shake her awake but she wouldn't. She didn't wake up. Men in white came in with a table of sorts and put her on and then she was gone.
I ran after the white and red vehicle, the loud noise made it easy... To a building that had many people who looked like they were going to die. But whenever I saw my trainer, she didn't move. She never moved. And they took her to another place that was filled with people who didn't move except the ones who cried. And not long after that she was brought to a hill, a place filled with stones of various shapes and sizes. And they dug a hole and put her inside. Why would they put her there? She doesn't deserve dirt. She was the only one who was capable of loving me. I want her love.
I walked through the crowds of people around the hole, quickly jumping inside and into the wooden box that they had her inside. I wasn't going to let go of her, never. I couldn't see anything of myself, I haven't for a long time. I couldn't feel anything for that matter, I never have... But the only feeling I got was when I placed myself in her arms... Her hugging me. I wrapped mine around hers, eyes closed as tears welled up, tears that never fell. Why did she ignore me? She was the only one I cared about. I want her to love me... And now she wont move just like the Charmander...
And so, I lie there with her, never wanting to leave. And then it dawned on me... This must have been her way of showing her love. She must have been testing my patience! That's it! I was so happy when I figured it out, it all made sense now! They put her in the bed covered by dirt so that her and I could be together forever. 'Don't worry,' I said to her, burying my muzzle in her clothes. 'We'll be together forever now'.Chapter End Notes:Thank you for taking the time to read a very strange sexless story on this site. Please leave a comment if you can, do want to hear back about the story
Ever since the beginning my life has been like this, ever since I was a little Riolu and... Well, I've always stayed a little Riolu, have never evolved from such... I don't know the reason why. It could be my trainer never trained me hard enough. It didn't seem like we trained much in the first place, it was mainly our games together. She was something special, I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was special to me.
These games we would play, many times they would involve a certain object... I cannot recall what exactly it was called, she never did tell me... It was something tightly woven. I never did enjoy them, they were just not of my taste. I never liked the games that we played together but I always had feelings for my trainer. She was special to me.
My trainer had a starter Pokemon. He was a Charmander, I believe. A special fellow. Interesting in his own right. Had certain tastes that didn't coexist with my own. But he helped me get closer to my trainer even if our tastes were never the same. I can go as far to say as he was a great help to me for my trainer. The Charmander and I both participated in games all the time. His tastes never did coexist with mine so I never enjoyed them. His love for my trainer insisted that he believed he was superior to me. Perhaps. The games they'd play seemed fun for them but not for me. He always seemed to get the better of me in those games... however... what perplexed me was the fact that my trainer and him would play a different game than the one me and my trainer played. He seemed to love his game while I was stuck... disliking mine.
I escaped my Pokeball one night to visit my friend, the Charmander. I wanted to ask for his help. He got along with my trainer while I did not. He could help me maybe become closer to that interesting and special person. He looked so peaceful asleep, but it was alright, he didn't need to be awake to assist me in my goal. Perhaps now I don't have to play those games with my trainer. I didn't like them, as you may know. But it was just indifference. The Charmander enjoyed them, but they played different games. Perhaps me and the Charmander could become similar? I suppose so. I resembled him now. Maybe now I can play the games with my trainer that actually looked like were in my taste but the Charmander and my trainer did not have my taste. But the games we played really weren't fun and I'd gladly accept anything else.
The Charmander looked weird now...Perhaps it was the way he was sleeping after my visit? Though I didn't hear him all that much, mostly just the sound of liquid. Perhaps it was rain? But it wasn't raining. Was it piss? No, the Charmander wouldn't do that. I wonder what it is. And I also wonder why I feel wet. It's strange. I feel sort of shaded as well. Why? I was outside where the moon shone down upon me but it felt as if the... moon's light did not grace me.
I decided to go and wake up the special trainer. Maybe she would be mad if I woke her up at this time but I couldn't wait a moment longer. I wanted her to see the new me. I wanted her to love me, that is all I wanted from her. I woke up my trainer as the moist feeling intensified. I looked different thanks to the Charmander. I hoped that this change in appearance would please my trainer.
Her eyes slowly opened as I anticipated her reaction, then... a wave of fear befell her. I stood in confusion as she scurried around her sleeping bag, grabbed one of the objects we would play with sometimes... I had awaited her embrace with my arms extended out to her. I was ready to accept her love... finally. But... instead I felt this really sharp pain on my skull. Maybe it was just shock that my trainer may love me now! I loved the feeling! I was finally going to be happy with my trainer! Finally after all of this suffering I can be...!
And it stopped. Right there everything stopped for me. I don't know why, she was scared but I know I made her happy. But I don't remember anything that happened after that and I soon woke up here. I just felt... Different. Not the same. I wasn't feeling the wetness around me anymore... As a matter of fact I couldn't feel anything at all. I looked down towards the ground and the first thing I saw was myself. Why was I sleeping in such a weird way? My head was almost all the way backwards and I couldn't do that... My arms looked like they were bending inwards, able to see into my own body... But when I looked down at myself I couldn't see a thing. Why is my fur a different color? It was blue before... Why is it red? Even when I moved away my reflection didn't move with me, it stayed still within the red water. I knew how reflections worked and this didn't make any sense to me.
I looked over towards my special one. My trainer was pulling my friend off of me and was crying? But I looked just like the Charmander, she should have loved me... Why didn't she love me? I played her games that I didn't like, I played with her Charmander who didn't get along with me. Why does she not love me? I've been loyal.
I watched her walk away, seeming to be in tears and I began to follow. The normal pattering of my own footsteps couldn't be heard as I followed her. Back down the path her hands and part of her shirt were covered in the same red water, yet even as I stepped in it I didn't feel anything. But my only worry was the special Trainer in front of me and she was sad... I could try my best to comfort her.
I followed her into the bathroom where she went into the shower and sobbed, falling into the corner and curling up... I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her as she cried. 'D-don't cry' I said to her. 'Please don't cry, I love you, I wouldn't hurt you...' I said phrases like that to her but she never responded... She must have been angry at me. But what did I do wrong? I just tried to make her happy. I wanted her to love me.
Every day I would be by her side. When she woke up and stayed in her home, she never left. She never wanted to leave... Maybe since I was by her side? But she never said anything to me... Day after day I'd be with her, trying to get her attention... Waving at her, speaking up... Nothing. Not a single reply. And this happened day... After day... After day... Week after week... Month after Month... Until I had lost count of the days and time. She herself seemed to not talk to anyone anymore, shut herself off but she still had me... Even if she ignored me, still mad at me for what I did... I don't even know what I did wrong still... Yet she ignored me.
It was... Definitely over a year but I didn't know how long she was ignoring me. It was on this day that... It happened... I was with her, trying to use my voice to soothe her when she stood up and walked over to the closet. As she walked back she pulled out an object, one that was familiar to me... The object we would always use for our games. My heart raced... Was she finally going to acknowledge me after all of this time? I felt wonderful inside, as if me and her could be... Together at last, that she would love me. I stood up and ran over to her, watching as she would slowly walk to a chair in the middle of the room... Slowly standing up on it, hanging the object from the ceiling and having a circular end that hanged down towards her. This wasn't the game that we played... Unless it's been so long that I have forgotten. But that is what we played with, I know that... Then why was it around her neck and not mine? It didn't make sense...
Then she kicked the chair, her body squirming about... I couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the way she squirmed there. What kind of game was she playing? I smiled a bit as I stood there in watching her What an odd game, I thought to myself. And slowly her body would slow down movements before finally stopping... Just the creaking of the rope hanging from the ceiling, her form within the object that we played with. This game looks funny... I waited for her to get off but... she didn't. 'Hey...' I said. I called her name but there was no response... was she bored? Did she fall asleep in the middle of the game...? I had never seen this game... I was admittedly rather confused. For what seemed like days on end I sat there, watching her. Was I supposed to wait? Was I supposed to touch her?
I waited there for what seemed like days... Until I heard a loud noise from the front door, men and women in blue running inside of the room... They all talked so fast, the noises outside so loud... I didn't know what to do, curled up and holding my ears and head looking down some... They walked all around me as the trainer dropped to the floor, sitting right next to her. I quickly ran over to her and placed my hands upon her body, trying to shake her awake but she wouldn't. She didn't wake up. Men in white came in with a table of sorts and put her on and then she was gone.
I ran after the white and red vehicle, the loud noise made it easy... To a building that had many people who looked like they were going to die. But whenever I saw my trainer, she didn't move. She never moved. And they took her to another place that was filled with people who didn't move except the ones who cried. And not long after that she was brought to a hill, a place filled with stones of various shapes and sizes. And they dug a hole and put her inside. Why would they put her there? She doesn't deserve dirt. She was the only one who was capable of loving me. I want her love.
I walked through the crowds of people around the hole, quickly jumping inside and into the wooden box that they had her inside. I wasn't going to let go of her, never. I couldn't see anything of myself, I haven't for a long time. I couldn't feel anything for that matter, I never have... But the only feeling I got was when I placed myself in her arms... Her hugging me. I wrapped mine around hers, eyes closed as tears welled up, tears that never fell. Why did she ignore me? She was the only one I cared about. I want her to love me... And now she wont move just like the Charmander...
And so, I lie there with her, never wanting to leave. And then it dawned on me... This must have been her way of showing her love. She must have been testing my patience! That's it! I was so happy when I figured it out, it all made sense now! They put her in the bed covered by dirt so that her and I could be together forever. 'Don't worry,' I said to her, burying my muzzle in her clothes. 'We'll be together forever now'.Chapter End Notes:Thank you for taking the time to read a very strange sexless story on this site. Please leave a comment if you can, do want to hear back about the story