Meil's Melancholy
And now...
Kyra
A Pokemon Fanfiction By, David Horn
All original characters © David Horn
All characters from Pokemon © Gamefreak
Chapter 1: Meil's Melancholy
Stars dotted the ever darkening sky as Meil sat on a rotting, old mattress in the alleyway, quietly watching a Zigzagoon drag a browning banana peel through the trash. His short, brown ponytail swayed slightly as a breeze drifted between the two buildings, and he wrapped his wool poncho tighter around himself as the autumn evening brought temputures down. He shivered, but tried to ignore the cool, crisp air seeping through his clothes like water.
He didn't want to go back home, not now, not ever. He and his mother had yet another argument, this time about his father, which, Meil knew, would push his mother to the breaking point. Ever since his mother divorced his father, the house has always had an uncomfortable tension, as if a bomb could go off at any moment.
Meil had escaped, into the dark alleyways of Jubilife City, where he now sat. He felt more alone than ever before. He had no human friends, and he had let go of any of his Pokemon friends. But he didn't care, he hated them all. He hated people, he hated Pokemon. Right now, it just seemed he hated everyone. He wrapped his arms around his knees to contain his own warmth, and stared blankly at the brick wall in front of him.
What did he care? People were scum. At least Pokemon didn't go around bugging him. The Zigzagoon was now munching the banana peel hungrily in a dark corner, ignoring Meil's presence completely, which was all right with him. Suddenly, Meil heard a small scratching noise from a trash bag to his left. He turned to look down at the nearest trash bag, which seemed to be whimpering and scratching softly. Meil, his boredom left behind, looked into the trash bag, and was given a shock.
A Riolu stumbled out of the trash bag, skinny and shivering, it's frail body covered in dirt and trash. "Oh, so it was you making those annoying noises.", Meil said rudely, turning to stare at the brick wall once more, losing himself in his own thoughts of anger and frustration.
The Riolu pawed his leg as an attempt to get his attention. "Leave me alone.", Meil said sourly, looking down at the Riolu with disgust.
The Riolu persistently nudged him, and Meil scowled down at her. "Go away! Beat it! Git!", he pointed down the alley. She didn't leave, instead, she tried to scramble onto his lap. "What do I have to do to get you to go away?", he snarled, pushing her off his lap, but not forcefully. She wimpered, and laid her head against him.
Meil groaned in irritation. "Listen, I've got nothing for you, so leave me alone." Meil got up, and the Riolu toppled into the depression in the trash bag, where Meil had been sitting. Meil turned, and started to walk away. The Riolu tried to chase after him, but it tripped on it's own feet, and fell on it's back on the cold brick of the sidewalk.
It began to cry, and Meil turned to look down at it. Meil was unusually tall for being 15 in the first place, but compared to this tiny creature, if it were to stand up, it would only just reach his knees. The Riolu looked utterly pathetic as it sniveled, trying in vain to support itself. "What do you want?", Meil said, sighing deeply, and kneeling down to the Riolu's level, staring intently at it's determined face, as it attempted to stand.
Close up, the Riolu looked almost half-dead. He could not imagine how long this thing had been out here without food or water. "Geez, your trainer must of been a complete asshole to leave you out here like this." He said, picking a tick out of her fur. Meil rolled his eyes up towards the stars that were reflected in it's large red eyes. "Okay, i'll make you a deal. I'll take care of you until you're all better. We'll go to the Pokecenter, and get you all cleaned up. But then you're going back to the wild, you understand?"
The Riolu made a feeble cry of joy, and crawled towards Meil, only to fall flat on it's face. Meil shook his head. "How do I get into these things...?" He picked up the Riolu like a baby, cradling it in his arms.
"Now don't think I like you or anything, because I don't, I just feel sorry for you because you look like a mess. And because your trainer was such a complete jerk to leave you here." The Riolu didn't seem to notice Meil talking, instead, she snuggled deeper into his arms, and made a small cooing noise of pleasure.
Meil stared straight in front of him. He didn't care. Not one bit.
Kyra
A Pokemon Fanfiction By, David Horn
All original characters © David Horn
All characters from Pokemon © Gamefreak
Chapter 1: Meil's Melancholy
Stars dotted the ever darkening sky as Meil sat on a rotting, old mattress in the alleyway, quietly watching a Zigzagoon drag a browning banana peel through the trash. His short, brown ponytail swayed slightly as a breeze drifted between the two buildings, and he wrapped his wool poncho tighter around himself as the autumn evening brought temputures down. He shivered, but tried to ignore the cool, crisp air seeping through his clothes like water.
He didn't want to go back home, not now, not ever. He and his mother had yet another argument, this time about his father, which, Meil knew, would push his mother to the breaking point. Ever since his mother divorced his father, the house has always had an uncomfortable tension, as if a bomb could go off at any moment.
Meil had escaped, into the dark alleyways of Jubilife City, where he now sat. He felt more alone than ever before. He had no human friends, and he had let go of any of his Pokemon friends. But he didn't care, he hated them all. He hated people, he hated Pokemon. Right now, it just seemed he hated everyone. He wrapped his arms around his knees to contain his own warmth, and stared blankly at the brick wall in front of him.
What did he care? People were scum. At least Pokemon didn't go around bugging him. The Zigzagoon was now munching the banana peel hungrily in a dark corner, ignoring Meil's presence completely, which was all right with him. Suddenly, Meil heard a small scratching noise from a trash bag to his left. He turned to look down at the nearest trash bag, which seemed to be whimpering and scratching softly. Meil, his boredom left behind, looked into the trash bag, and was given a shock.
A Riolu stumbled out of the trash bag, skinny and shivering, it's frail body covered in dirt and trash. "Oh, so it was you making those annoying noises.", Meil said rudely, turning to stare at the brick wall once more, losing himself in his own thoughts of anger and frustration.
The Riolu pawed his leg as an attempt to get his attention. "Leave me alone.", Meil said sourly, looking down at the Riolu with disgust.
The Riolu persistently nudged him, and Meil scowled down at her. "Go away! Beat it! Git!", he pointed down the alley. She didn't leave, instead, she tried to scramble onto his lap. "What do I have to do to get you to go away?", he snarled, pushing her off his lap, but not forcefully. She wimpered, and laid her head against him.
Meil groaned in irritation. "Listen, I've got nothing for you, so leave me alone." Meil got up, and the Riolu toppled into the depression in the trash bag, where Meil had been sitting. Meil turned, and started to walk away. The Riolu tried to chase after him, but it tripped on it's own feet, and fell on it's back on the cold brick of the sidewalk.
It began to cry, and Meil turned to look down at it. Meil was unusually tall for being 15 in the first place, but compared to this tiny creature, if it were to stand up, it would only just reach his knees. The Riolu looked utterly pathetic as it sniveled, trying in vain to support itself. "What do you want?", Meil said, sighing deeply, and kneeling down to the Riolu's level, staring intently at it's determined face, as it attempted to stand.
Close up, the Riolu looked almost half-dead. He could not imagine how long this thing had been out here without food or water. "Geez, your trainer must of been a complete asshole to leave you out here like this." He said, picking a tick out of her fur. Meil rolled his eyes up towards the stars that were reflected in it's large red eyes. "Okay, i'll make you a deal. I'll take care of you until you're all better. We'll go to the Pokecenter, and get you all cleaned up. But then you're going back to the wild, you understand?"
The Riolu made a feeble cry of joy, and crawled towards Meil, only to fall flat on it's face. Meil shook his head. "How do I get into these things...?" He picked up the Riolu like a baby, cradling it in his arms.
"Now don't think I like you or anything, because I don't, I just feel sorry for you because you look like a mess. And because your trainer was such a complete jerk to leave you here." The Riolu didn't seem to notice Meil talking, instead, she snuggled deeper into his arms, and made a small cooing noise of pleasure.
Meil stared straight in front of him. He didn't care. Not one bit.