Good evening fanfiction readers, and welcome to my new story, Lost soul.
This shall be my second story to the realm of literature, and as expected of my last story, this shan't be too brilliant either. But I strive to do my best, and I go by saying, "You don't know what you are capable of until you try".
Terrance: That has got to be one of the most cliche things I ever heard you written down. Then again, so is your other story, which if anyone cares about, you haven't even updated. Don't you also live by the saying, "Once you start a story, you must finish it. A dead story is a heartbreak to the fans."?
SamPD: .. Shut up. It isn't li
The day was sound as it could be. The forest was teeming with all sorts of life, the cloudy weather made it all the better. Sure, I had no one to walk with, but it was nice. It was also very relaxing from the recent gym battle that Watson put up. I continued to walk on route 301 to find new pokémon.
Unfortunately it wasn't to be. As I walked, something caught my attention, a moan that came from a clearing of bush. I decided to investigate and went in that location. "Wait, is that?" I gasped and dropped my jaw in amazement, A CHIKORITA!? I exclaimed in my thoughts. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things. The chiko