Altix
Son of a Snivy and a Zoroark
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The Secret Island is a highly secluded island, and only the rarest(like starters, legendarys, and event Pokemon, you could also get let in if you were extremely tough) wild Pokemon are allowed to live in it. There is only one way to get there and that is flying. Many Pokemon, like my friend Irina and me, get there in groups. No human has ever found it, because of the fact that it is 16,200 feet in the sky (The Island has a rare machine that creates oxygen, and controls pressure), covered in clouds, and is nearly invisible to the eye of a human. It is flat and very hi-tech, it hacks into machines to make sure it is not found. The clouds covering it are artificial. I has about 120 pokemon on the island but not all of them live there all the time. Many legendary pokemon live there about one month out of the year.
I am a Snivy named Altix. I am a little taller than most Snivys are. I have neon green eyes, but other than that I am pretty average. My favorite food is an Oran berry. I am very energetic, and love telling storys so I will be telling this one.
My friend Irina is a Dragonite, and I am a Snivy named Altix. I and Irina met long ago in a forest, which I forgot the name of. I was exploring trying to find a thunder-gem to sell to a Pikachu, but instead I found a green Dragonite. I was shocked, and at first I was thinking she was sick! Then she explained "I am not sick! I am special! humph!" I was confused because I had no idea what shiny meant. She explained it to me and I was amazed. I asked her why she was here and she told me that she had just found a map telling of a magical safe place for Pokemon, but it was in the sky. "What is the map you are holding for?" I asked "A really strange pokemon delivered it to me, and said to keep it secret"she answered "O.k. but I asked where it led to." "Oh sorry, It goes to an island in the sky." I stared into her glimmering sea blue eyes and asked if I could accompany her on the journey. "It could be dangerous Mr. Snivy." "I don't care if the trips dangerous. Oh by the way my name is Altix. What is you name?" "I am Irina. The trip has way too much danger for a small guy like you." " I am not that small!" I shouted angrily "I could just ride on you anyway, right?" She told me that I could come if I was helpful. We have been friends ever since.
Now as a grass pokemon it would be impossible for me to get up there by myself so I flew on Irina's back the whole way. It took days and nights to get there, but it took years of training and preparation to be ready. Irina practiced flying, I collected berries, and we both had to practice breathing in high altitudes. It is one of the hardest challenges in the world for flying pokemon. We packed about 250 berries, two goggles, and ten water bottles. Thats the most Irina was able to carry while we were heading to The Secret Island.
When we reached the island we were greeted by a guard named "Death". Her name was a bit unsettling, but fitting. Death was a mean, over-confident, and selfish Gengar. She had a scar under her right eye, and a evil grin. We walked towards her, than she spat at our feet, bumped my shoulder, and stole five of our berries. She gave us a run through asking very personal questions, poking and prodding us, and such. I refused to tell her my sexual orientation...and quite a bit of other things I would rather not say. She would not have let Irina in if she were not shiny. After our tests ,which we passed if we had not of this would not be much of a story if we had not of, Death and her assistant, who was a very creepy creature wearing a hooded cloak which made it impossible to see any of it's features, opened a large pearly silver gate and ushered us though. The hooded Pokemon whispered something to me in a strange voice., but I could not understand what he said. I slowly walked past him to the island village. It was pretty big (around 2x the size of Disneyland). There were lots of houses and shops.
A gentle wind blew sweet smells of baked pies toward us, the wind was gently rocking some flowers, it was bright that day. It was very pretty. We were assigned to a small house. We came to the island together, so we had to live together. that was one of the island's laws. The house was a light blue, three roomed, two bathroom home. The walls were a nice shade of green, and it had white ceilings.
Preface end. Grammar Nazis are welcome to help....
I am a Snivy named Altix. I am a little taller than most Snivys are. I have neon green eyes, but other than that I am pretty average. My favorite food is an Oran berry. I am very energetic, and love telling storys so I will be telling this one.
My friend Irina is a Dragonite, and I am a Snivy named Altix. I and Irina met long ago in a forest, which I forgot the name of. I was exploring trying to find a thunder-gem to sell to a Pikachu, but instead I found a green Dragonite. I was shocked, and at first I was thinking she was sick! Then she explained "I am not sick! I am special! humph!" I was confused because I had no idea what shiny meant. She explained it to me and I was amazed. I asked her why she was here and she told me that she had just found a map telling of a magical safe place for Pokemon, but it was in the sky. "What is the map you are holding for?" I asked "A really strange pokemon delivered it to me, and said to keep it secret"she answered "O.k. but I asked where it led to." "Oh sorry, It goes to an island in the sky." I stared into her glimmering sea blue eyes and asked if I could accompany her on the journey. "It could be dangerous Mr. Snivy." "I don't care if the trips dangerous. Oh by the way my name is Altix. What is you name?" "I am Irina. The trip has way too much danger for a small guy like you." " I am not that small!" I shouted angrily "I could just ride on you anyway, right?" She told me that I could come if I was helpful. We have been friends ever since.
Now as a grass pokemon it would be impossible for me to get up there by myself so I flew on Irina's back the whole way. It took days and nights to get there, but it took years of training and preparation to be ready. Irina practiced flying, I collected berries, and we both had to practice breathing in high altitudes. It is one of the hardest challenges in the world for flying pokemon. We packed about 250 berries, two goggles, and ten water bottles. Thats the most Irina was able to carry while we were heading to The Secret Island.
When we reached the island we were greeted by a guard named "Death". Her name was a bit unsettling, but fitting. Death was a mean, over-confident, and selfish Gengar. She had a scar under her right eye, and a evil grin. We walked towards her, than she spat at our feet, bumped my shoulder, and stole five of our berries. She gave us a run through asking very personal questions, poking and prodding us, and such. I refused to tell her my sexual orientation...and quite a bit of other things I would rather not say. She would not have let Irina in if she were not shiny. After our tests ,which we passed if we had not of this would not be much of a story if we had not of, Death and her assistant, who was a very creepy creature wearing a hooded cloak which made it impossible to see any of it's features, opened a large pearly silver gate and ushered us though. The hooded Pokemon whispered something to me in a strange voice., but I could not understand what he said. I slowly walked past him to the island village. It was pretty big (around 2x the size of Disneyland). There were lots of houses and shops.
A gentle wind blew sweet smells of baked pies toward us, the wind was gently rocking some flowers, it was bright that day. It was very pretty. We were assigned to a small house. We came to the island together, so we had to live together. that was one of the island's laws. The house was a light blue, three roomed, two bathroom home. The walls were a nice shade of green, and it had white ceilings.
Preface end. Grammar Nazis are welcome to help....
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