Fragmentize
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Category:
Pokemon › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
896
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pokemon nor do I intend to make money with this.
Fragmentize
01 x Out of sight, never out of mind.
There was a wall in the Indigo Plateau that held nothing but names.
Scrawls and scribbles in different styles of names that originated from all over the world, there was only one true chain that linked them all together. In black paint, the topmost line read neatly: This wall shall be the only memorial for trainers gone missing without a trace, whether their names are remembered here or not.
Nobody in the League knew who had created this memorial; nothing was recorded of it ever. For as long as the Plateau had been a gathering of powerful trainers, the wall had always been there. Nothing about it changed much, save the number of names written on the wall.
It was a slowly increasing number, but it was not unexpected.
This was, after all, a world that released ten year old children into the wild with only one pokémon to defend them from more seasoned trainers and wild pokémon. The number of trainers increased everyday and those who were too weak were simply and easily left behind.
Most often than not, they would be forgotten.
Not these trainers.
Not today.
Today, he wrote another two. He had already written a couple yesterday: two trainers who had decided to leave Vermillion in the middle of the night right after their gym battles to rendezvous with a friend in Saffron but had never reached their destination.
The Nurse Joy of Vermillion had cautioned them against such a journey, but they had not listened. Neither had she stopped them, for she could not; she held no authority over them.
Nobody really did.
Ten year olds, thinking they ruled the world with their pokémon – they forgot about those who had gone out before them, those who had years of experience before them, those who had reasons to want to harm them.
These were not the last names he would write here on the wall for a long, long time.
There was a wall in the Indigo Plateau that held nothing but names.
Scrawls and scribbles in different styles of names that originated from all over the world, there was only one true chain that linked them all together. In black paint, the topmost line read neatly: This wall shall be the only memorial for trainers gone missing without a trace, whether their names are remembered here or not.
Nobody in the League knew who had created this memorial; nothing was recorded of it ever. For as long as the Plateau had been a gathering of powerful trainers, the wall had always been there. Nothing about it changed much, save the number of names written on the wall.
It was a slowly increasing number, but it was not unexpected.
This was, after all, a world that released ten year old children into the wild with only one pokémon to defend them from more seasoned trainers and wild pokémon. The number of trainers increased everyday and those who were too weak were simply and easily left behind.
Most often than not, they would be forgotten.
Not these trainers.
Not today.
Today, he wrote another two. He had already written a couple yesterday: two trainers who had decided to leave Vermillion in the middle of the night right after their gym battles to rendezvous with a friend in Saffron but had never reached their destination.
The Nurse Joy of Vermillion had cautioned them against such a journey, but they had not listened. Neither had she stopped them, for she could not; she held no authority over them.
Nobody really did.
Ten year olds, thinking they ruled the world with their pokémon – they forgot about those who had gone out before them, those who had years of experience before them, those who had reasons to want to harm them.
These were not the last names he would write here on the wall for a long, long time.