Pokemon Creepypasta: Life after Death by HybridFury, literature
Literature
Pokemon Creepypasta: Life after Death
I am a Ghost Pokemon. I didn't used to be this way. I used to be a Vulpix. I remember that I walked out of my den to play with my friends when this mean looking kid sent out a Wartortle, equally as fearsome as his trainer to attack me. I didn't want trouble, so I simply tried to flee. The kid shouted out commands to his Wartortle who took immediate action in firing a blast of water at me. I didn't stand a chance. I was too weak to move after that. The kid then threw a strange ball at me. I struggled as hard as I could, but I couldn't break free. I was trapped in this ball
A couple of days later, the trainer released me from my pr
Pokemon Creepypasta: Celebi by HybridFury, literature
Literature
Pokemon Creepypasta: Celebi
"Who has summoned me?"
A gold ball lie embedded in my shrine.
"What is this?"
Upon further inspection, I sense that I am not alone.
"A human boy. What do you want on me?"
The human sends out a vicious looking Houndoom.
"What do you intend to do?"
The Houndoom breathes a massive stream of fire at me.
"Why do you do this?"
The human shouts more commands at his beast.
"I don't understand. Why do you wish to harm me?"
The Houndoom rushes at me, vanishes, and strikes me from behind.
I fall to the ground, weakened and unable to move.
I gaze towards the Heavens...
"What have I done to deserve this?"
The human throws a strange ball at