Okay, this is the start to the new fanfic I am writting. Tell me if you like and and if its good enough to go on the fanfic page.
The story is set on a new region called Diageann that I created. All characters are fiuctional.
Ok here it goes...
Chapter 1
He hadn't eaten in two days, except for some dried up berries which you couldn't really consider as food.
"Trees, just trees, fruitless trees. I hate winter. Who came up with that idea anyway?" He started talking to himself. It was really the only thing he could do to distract himself from his aching stomach.
Suddenly, he noticed rays of light shining through the gaps in the trees. One ray fell on the light fluffy fur around his collar making him almost look like an angel. The ray was small and so three steps later he looked like himself again.
The sun was already up and still there was no food to be found. He had been searching since the day before and not getting any sleep was starting to really take a toll on him.
Even though the sun was now shining bright, the forest was still dim as there were not many openings for the light to shine through.
The brown pokemon began to change his mood. Even when he was unhappy, he didn't look the part. He still had his cheerful smile known to its kind. But now his hunger was growing and slowly overriding the cheerful instinct. He became angry; each step now seemed to knock down the corners of his smile. After around twenty steps, the pokemon looked so depressing it would bring a tear to the eye of even the most heartless of people.
Fortunately, this sadness didn't last long, our friend wandered into a town.
"There's bound to be food here." He thought while smiling happily.
A delightful smell caught his attention.
"I remember this place," He suddenly realized, "I stole some delightful food from here before."
He started running and found himself at the door of a building. Yellow bricks ran all around it with only the intervals of a few circular windows and a small green door.
The smell was much stronger now, filling the pokemon's mouth with saliva. He walked around the back looking for an entrance.
"I wonder if that hole I made is still here."
He continued to look around until he finally found it. Since the hole was obstructed from sight the smell of the food had to guide him there. He broke through the flowers and into the hole. He had entered a tunnel.
"Finally food." He whispered excitedly. Pictures of scrumptious banquets flowed through his mind.
He saw a hint of light at the end of the tunnel. Sprinting towards it one thought raced through his head.
"Food! Glorious foo…"/BANG/
"Hey, who covered half the exit with this wooden board?"
He growled viciously, looking at the last obstacle of his mission.
"I guess I'll have to brake through it." He muttered, jumping teeth first onto the board.
As he desperately gnawed the wood he heard the sound of ripping sticky tape.
All of a sudden the board fell to the ground, torn sticky tape and the pokemon still attached to it.
He jumped up excitedly.
"No sticky tape can keep me out."
Sniffing and drooling he searched the room. His gaze fell upon the biggest rice ball pyramid he had ever seen. With drool now making a puddle on the floor he leaped onto the counter and began to gobble down rice balls at the speed of light.
In a matter of seconds the tray was left spotless. Even if the tray was put under a microscope a spec of dirt would not have been found.
To his amazement the rice ball pyramid was not the only food on the counter. In fact, it was only the appetizer. His eyes began to shine with glee. Once again whole platefuls where scoffed down in under ten seconds.
Two minutes later, there was nothing left. Once again not a crumb had been spared. With a satisfied stomach and a goofy smile, he lay down and drifted into dream land.
* * * * *
There were sudden loud crashes and bangs. A small man walked into the room. He had a pudgy face with shiny scarlet cheeks and was wearing a tall white hat.
What this man didn't have in altitude, he had in longitude. He was massive. His trousers were unbuttoned and his shirt was stretched as the clothes were clearly too small for him.
"What happened to my restaurant?" he bellowed toward the sleeping pokemon.
Awoken in horror the pokemon ran out the door.
"This is the last time you steal from me!" declared the Chef for his belt pulling out a pokeball. He launched it out the door and barely missed the little pokemon.
The ball snapped open releasing out a flash of light. A black hyena pokemon appeared. It had a sleek glossy coat and its claws were exceedingly sharp.
"Go Mightyena, kill that thieving pokemon!"
As the chef had ordered Mightyena began sprinting after the little food thief.
The story is set on a new region called Diageann that I created. All characters are fiuctional.
Ok here it goes...
Chapter 1
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One cold winter's morning, a small brown animal pokemon was walking through the forest, stomach grumbling, looking for a suitable snack. Every step seemed to hurt his belly making walking uncomfortable. But he couldn't stop. Lying on the ground wouldn't get him breakfast so he kept on going.He hadn't eaten in two days, except for some dried up berries which you couldn't really consider as food.
"Trees, just trees, fruitless trees. I hate winter. Who came up with that idea anyway?" He started talking to himself. It was really the only thing he could do to distract himself from his aching stomach.
Suddenly, he noticed rays of light shining through the gaps in the trees. One ray fell on the light fluffy fur around his collar making him almost look like an angel. The ray was small and so three steps later he looked like himself again.
The sun was already up and still there was no food to be found. He had been searching since the day before and not getting any sleep was starting to really take a toll on him.
Even though the sun was now shining bright, the forest was still dim as there were not many openings for the light to shine through.
The brown pokemon began to change his mood. Even when he was unhappy, he didn't look the part. He still had his cheerful smile known to its kind. But now his hunger was growing and slowly overriding the cheerful instinct. He became angry; each step now seemed to knock down the corners of his smile. After around twenty steps, the pokemon looked so depressing it would bring a tear to the eye of even the most heartless of people.
Fortunately, this sadness didn't last long, our friend wandered into a town.
"There's bound to be food here." He thought while smiling happily.
A delightful smell caught his attention.
"I remember this place," He suddenly realized, "I stole some delightful food from here before."
He started running and found himself at the door of a building. Yellow bricks ran all around it with only the intervals of a few circular windows and a small green door.
The smell was much stronger now, filling the pokemon's mouth with saliva. He walked around the back looking for an entrance.
"I wonder if that hole I made is still here."
He continued to look around until he finally found it. Since the hole was obstructed from sight the smell of the food had to guide him there. He broke through the flowers and into the hole. He had entered a tunnel.
"Finally food." He whispered excitedly. Pictures of scrumptious banquets flowed through his mind.
He saw a hint of light at the end of the tunnel. Sprinting towards it one thought raced through his head.
"Food! Glorious foo…"/BANG/
"Hey, who covered half the exit with this wooden board?"
He growled viciously, looking at the last obstacle of his mission.
"I guess I'll have to brake through it." He muttered, jumping teeth first onto the board.
As he desperately gnawed the wood he heard the sound of ripping sticky tape.
All of a sudden the board fell to the ground, torn sticky tape and the pokemon still attached to it.
He jumped up excitedly.
"No sticky tape can keep me out."
Sniffing and drooling he searched the room. His gaze fell upon the biggest rice ball pyramid he had ever seen. With drool now making a puddle on the floor he leaped onto the counter and began to gobble down rice balls at the speed of light.
In a matter of seconds the tray was left spotless. Even if the tray was put under a microscope a spec of dirt would not have been found.
To his amazement the rice ball pyramid was not the only food on the counter. In fact, it was only the appetizer. His eyes began to shine with glee. Once again whole platefuls where scoffed down in under ten seconds.
Two minutes later, there was nothing left. Once again not a crumb had been spared. With a satisfied stomach and a goofy smile, he lay down and drifted into dream land.
* * * * *
There were sudden loud crashes and bangs. A small man walked into the room. He had a pudgy face with shiny scarlet cheeks and was wearing a tall white hat.
What this man didn't have in altitude, he had in longitude. He was massive. His trousers were unbuttoned and his shirt was stretched as the clothes were clearly too small for him.
"What happened to my restaurant?" he bellowed toward the sleeping pokemon.
Awoken in horror the pokemon ran out the door.
"This is the last time you steal from me!" declared the Chef for his belt pulling out a pokeball. He launched it out the door and barely missed the little pokemon.
The ball snapped open releasing out a flash of light. A black hyena pokemon appeared. It had a sleek glossy coat and its claws were exceedingly sharp.
"Go Mightyena, kill that thieving pokemon!"
As the chef had ordered Mightyena began sprinting after the little food thief.