Black-fang's Story

Black-fang was lying on floor, sleeping peacefully when heard someone screaming outside. He growled, how dared someone to woke him up. Slowly he stood up and looked around him seeing the empty bed. Well, it was nothing new. His trainer woke up early. Black-fang walked downstairs. He was sure Roselyn would give him breakfast. But he wasn't there. Maybe she was outside? He glanced out of the window. It was raining heavily. He was confused. Why his trainer would have left outside in a heavy rain and not giving him a meal.

Black-fang walked outside growling when the rain-drops fell on him looking around the yard. She was nowhere to be seen. Had she gone jogging already? But why hadn't she taken him with her? He walked to the beach of Lilycove city. There was no one. No his trainer nor anyone else. It was death silence. ”Great...The same is happening again, isn't it? Abandoned once more.”

He was complete in his own thoughts. Not even realizing that other Pokemon's living in city were looking their trainers as well. The sorrow and disbelief were only things he could focus on. Then he saw a Lapras swimming near cost and the idea came to him. Why not leave and explore the world of his own?

Soon after he was riding on a Lapras. Destination? Unova region.

The ride with a Lapras wasn't the comfiest one. It had taken hours and been raining almost whole way. Sometimes more, then less, then more again. Now Black-fang landed on the ground of Unova, thanking the Lapras who had carried him there. He shaked his fur to get at least the most of the water away, even though it was still raining. Just an old habit.

Black-fang looked around him. Apparently he had landed on a big, busy city. Or at least he assumed it had been busy. No there was moving almost no one exept for other pokemons. Water-types we happily skipping in rain, when a group of misbehaving groups stealing everything they could find. However, being intimidate as he was, no one was coming near Black-fang. At least not for now.

He had made his own conclusion what had happened to humans. And the sight just made his thought confirmed. They had abandoned all the Pokemons they had treated as friends. They were just a punch of backstabbers. And if he'd ever found his trainer, he had only one question. Why did she abandon him? The one she already saved from starving to death. It was then hitting him. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. ”It's time to hunt some food.”

Black-fang were looking around the city trying to find something to eat. Too bad for him, every piece of food seemed to be gone already. He searched the stores that had been broken into, but he only found some sweet pokeblocks. And he hated sweets. As he started to get more and more hungry, he started looking the garbage cans. He knew what to look for: a restaurant. They throw away great amounts of food that could be eatable. He had done the same in his childhood trying to survive.

Using his smell he found a restaurant. But wasn't only one who'd gotten the same idea. Three Raticates and several Patrats were already looking through them. Black-Fang, however, wasn't scared. He growled intimidating and when nothing happened he let out a loud bark that made them quickly run away. By their behaviour he assumed they were wild. He looked in one can and smirked. Just as he had thought. There was no pokefood left but instead there were great amounts of food humans ate. He pushed the can down so everything spread to ground and sniffed around to find the best pieces.

As he sat there eating sausages the rain got worse and he knew he had to find a place to dry himself and maybe a sleep a night. He had to find it and soon. Black-fang looked inside the restaurant's windows but the smell that caught him was hideous. Carefully he observed the space. As a night creature, he had no troubles of seeing in dark and the look that caught him was something made a fighter like him retreat. High, near the roof were sitting several Murkrow's, couple of Noctowls and bird pokemons he didn't even know what they were. The scarier sight, however, was in the ground. There was signs of massive fight, blood and piece of fur all over the place.

Silently, Black-fang left away deciding to find a place that wasn't full of murderous birds. This city was really a mess.