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Chapter 1
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The wind rustled in the leafs territory,as voices arose from over 100 towns.As a little creature was born, it was green,with a red stoumach. It as an unloved being,being left after birth.This world obviously despised him,slapping sorrow into his puny,yet growing mind. He wondered so much about his little green and red siblings,and the one who had put him into this tradgic world,his mom. Humans were long gone,they died due to the lack of the the liquid that puts them in awe,water.How did the creatures live? They found water,while the non-genius species,the humans,paniced and gave up on there lives,like it was a twig that snapped off a beautiful red oak.His fingers,imune to the feeling of freindship,wondered on,in the living forest.His group,is called Poke'mon. In Ancient times,them and Human's used to work together,till the Humans died. Now Poke'mon have conquered this large and cruel land.Humans could only here Lapras,lap,la,or whatever the Poke'mons name is. But they are speaking English,it's just that the Human and Poke'mons brains are quite different,so the poor Humans couldn't comprehend there speakings. This baby Poke'mon new,for he is not like most baby's,he is quite special. He seems to know things by the strange flashbacks he gets,if you wanna call them that. He have seem many Poke'mon,but he longed to know his species. It was staring right at him,another one of him,a Treecko.
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The wind rustled in the leafs territory,as voices arose from over 100 towns.As a little creature was born, it was green,with a red stoumach. It as an unloved being,being left after birth.This world obviously despised him,slapping sorrow into his puny,yet growing mind. He wondered so much about his little green and red siblings,and the one who had put him into this tradgic world,his mom. Humans were long gone,they died due to the lack of the the liquid that puts them in awe,water.How did the creatures live? They found water,while the non-genius species,the humans,paniced and gave up on there lives,like it was a twig that snapped off a beautiful red oak.His fingers,imune to the feeling of freindship,wondered on,in the living forest.His group,is called Poke'mon. In Ancient times,them and Human's used to work together,till the Humans died. Now Poke'mon have conquered this large and cruel land.Humans could only here Lapras,lap,la,or whatever the Poke'mons name is. But they are speaking English,it's just that the Human and Poke'mons brains are quite different,so the poor Humans couldn't comprehend there speakings. This baby Poke'mon new,for he is not like most baby's,he is quite special. He seems to know things by the strange flashbacks he gets,if you wanna call them that. He have seem many Poke'mon,but he longed to know his species. It was staring right at him,another one of him,a Treecko.
