symmetry1427
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AN; Hey guys! I am debuting here on PC with the prologue of my first fic, The Dead Zone. All of my fics on here will be basic novelizations of hacks I've enjoyed, with a few fun twists thrown in. This was inspired by the hack, Pokemon Snakewood, which was tons of fun to play. The storyline won't be identical, and many of the main characters will be replaced with OC's, but you can expect a dark and plot driven story full of adventure, romance, and mystery!
MASS DISCLAIMER; As said above, this story was inspired by Pokemon Snakewood, which I DO NOT OWN, and though many of the names will be changes, along with parts of the storyline, its is, over all, the property of Snakewood and it's creator.
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The Dead Zone
Prologue
As I stumbled to my feet, head whirling and stomach threatening to empty it's contents, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of rush. It was as if I was supposed to be doing something or going somewhere, as if there was something I was forgetting that I desperately needed to remember. And from that, a most unsettling panic began to rise. Looking around groggily at the ruins of the building I was surrounded by, it was then that I spotted the red and white ball laying discarded in a pile of rubble and the remains of a table.Like a scavenger I scooped it up, because in it was a strange familiarity, a light in the darkness around me.
And that was how they found me, the only survivor of the Littleroot explosion.
But Littleroots not the only place that's been hit by disaster. All over the region people and pokemon have been mutating into zombie like beings, attacking and killing everything in their path. They're calling these places Dead Zones, and there's a lot of them. To make things all the more sinister, some of the infected people are capable of actually commanding the zombified pokemon, making it even harder for survivors to get to Safe Areas, like Oldale Town.
That's currently where I am, sitting in the towns Pokemon Center, waiting for one of the officers to come back and question me...
Prologue
I don't remember exactly how it happened- the entire town exploding around me made sure of that- but I do remember the sound of people screaming as it all came down around them, and thefeeling of being whipped around like a ragdoll. When I finally managed to open my eyes and look around, hours had passed. The sun was setting, the sky was filled with plumes of black smoke that blocked out the son, and all around me, nothing stood as it once was. In fact, nothing stood at all, and where buildings, homes, and people once stood, there was now noting but blackened piles of ashes and charred remains. I was hardly any better off, covered from head to toe in soot, body smeared with blood and grime, and so sore it was nearly unbearable to open my eyes.
My first thought out of the gate was 'I must be in Hell"
My first thought out of the gate was 'I must be in Hell"
The second thought- or realization, rather- was that I had no idea who I was, where I was, or what I was doing there.
As I stumbled to my feet, head whirling and stomach threatening to empty it's contents, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of rush. It was as if I was supposed to be doing something or going somewhere, as if there was something I was forgetting that I desperately needed to remember. And from that, a most unsettling panic began to rise. Looking around groggily at the ruins of the building I was surrounded by, it was then that I spotted the red and white ball laying discarded in a pile of rubble and the remains of a table.Like a scavenger I scooped it up, because in it was a strange familiarity, a light in the darkness around me.
And that was how they found me, the only survivor of the Littleroot explosion.
But Littleroots not the only place that's been hit by disaster. All over the region people and pokemon have been mutating into zombie like beings, attacking and killing everything in their path. They're calling these places Dead Zones, and there's a lot of them. To make things all the more sinister, some of the infected people are capable of actually commanding the zombified pokemon, making it even harder for survivors to get to Safe Areas, like Oldale Town.
That's currently where I am, sitting in the towns Pokemon Center, waiting for one of the officers to come back and question me...
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A Really Long AN; Well, that was the Prologue. It was short, but then again, it's only the introductory page- all chapters after this will be much longer. If this sounds like something you would be interested in reading, or you'd like to see what other Hacks I plan on writing about, just check out my profile.
REVIEWS WILL GET CHAPTERS UP FASTER!
I'm a review addict, so if you want me to post multiple chapters a week, make sure you REALLY let me know how much you want it :D
I am also looking for an active Beta Reader- I hope to have chapters up on a weekly basis, if not more often, and need someone whose as active and dedicated to read over my work and give me pointers.
PS; The protagonist is a male, just for the record ;)