This short fanfic details a Mightyena's depression after divorcing his wife.
Feedback is welcome so that I can improve in the future =D
They make us strong, they make us weak; they make us understand who we really are during the good and bad times of life.
People tend to think that only humans have emotions, but they are wrong.
Even Pokémon have these feelings that people think only exist for them. We laugh, we cry, we love.
That last one I described meant the most to me for so long. I met my wife: Espeon on a competition called “Total Pokémon Island”, and we hit it off almost immediately. Despite the competition putting Espeon and I in harsh situations such as voting off contestants, losing our friends one by one, etc. We managed to make it as far as we could before I quit the game to save her from elimination, resulting in her winning the season.
Later on, we got married and had two children, an Espeon that had my dark grey mane named Espyena, and a Mightyena with my wife’s red orb in the center of his head named Mighteon. We loved to raise our two kids, despite the problems we had, and when our two kids left to go make a career in their lives, I cried. But I guess that’s the emotions a parent goes through doesn’t it?
But then I found out that my wife was cheating on me with other male Pokémon. At first I confronted her on it; I wanted to fix this problem. But she did not stop; she continued to cheat on me and lie to my face. I didn’t know what to do, I was depressed, I was in pain. I didn’t want to throw her out, but I had no other choice.
When I threw her out of the house, she didn’t care; she took my happiness and smashed it into pieces, similar to someone smashing a hammer into ice.
Ever since, I have been alone. Without a partner, the only thing to keep me happy was my music, specifically my acoustic guitar.
For a few months after the divorce and after I worked on a song, I looked out into the night sky, wishing for a cure. Wishing for someone to bring me the happiness my ex-wife used to give me.
But after a while, I gave up wishing, I eventually realized that I don’t need someone in my life to make me happy, although I wouldn’t mind finding someone one day. I am happy that my kids grew up to have great careers, I am happy that I can perform for charity and help people improve their lives.
That’s when it hit me, if I can make people happy through my music, I will always have happiness.
As I look out into the night sky and see the full moon, giving a reflection in my eyes, I no longer see depression, I see hope, hope for a better future.
As I head out for tonight’s show, I hear the crickets in my yard chirping, and I also hear the sound of a harp playing. I turn my head and notice that the sound is coming from my neighbors house. I then smiled and left to go and perform.