Mask of deceptionIt was cold that morning when I met it, the pokemon everyone was talking about.
I was in the ruins of some old castle, exploring.
I constantly explore the ruins and the nearby caves, it' a hobby of mine, exploring things.
That's when It appeared, A Yamask.
We didn't know much about them at the time, and so there wasn't any information on them.
I pulled out a pokeball as I sent out my trusted partner, a shiny Gardevoir.
"Ariana! use shockwave"
Ariana sent a bolt of electricity at the strange pokemon, paralyzing it as well as diminishing it's health slightly. I smiled to myself and threw a great ball at it.
I watched eagerly.
Once. Twice.. Three times.
The pokemon was mine!
I assume now your going to start thinking "and this is where the story gets bad, I bet she got attacked by that yamask"
For many years, that Yamask and I traveled together, as partners and friends.
But..there was one thing I never understood, sometimes without warning or any triggers, my beloved frien
YamaskI remember when I was a human. A human with friends, Pokémon, a family, and a wonderful life. I adored my hometown as well; Unova is such a beautiful region, and I was never out of it once. I know I should have gone out and seen the world, but I didn't The region was, and is, too beautiful. Even as the thing I am now, I still only live here.
When I was a human, and young, I remember asking my mother as a toddler;
"Mommy, what would it be like to be a Pokémon?"
She had no answer for me, but this made sense; she was not a Pokémon, nor had she ever been one. But the thought still boggled my mind during my youth. What does it feel like to be caught in a Pokéball? What is it like to befriend something that isn't your species? What would it be like to use Flamethrower or Water gun? So many questions I was curious about Pokémon altogether.
Soon, I had much interaction with these creatures I turned ten, and Professor Juniper allowed me to choose my fi
Lovely Lady SpiderLady Spider. Thats what everyone called her, the woman that lived at the top of the hill. Everybody was scared of Lady Spider. Even though they did not know her. It was mostly her appearance that was fearful to them. When she came into town, she never spoke to anyone. And she stood taller than most of the townsmen, but was as thin as a small child. Her limbs were much longer than what they shouldve been, and her fingers so long and spindly that it seemed like she could weave webs with them. This appearance gave her the name, and she became what parents spoke of to children whom misbehaved. She was not an ugly woman though, even with her gaunt appearance she was incredibly beautiful, much more than most of the women in the town. Perhaps it was her rare black eyes, and constant silence that made the townspeople fear her, they were unable to understand her. Her strangeness was what brought people to tell stories about her, telling their children that Lady Spider would take the
The Sweetie Chronicles: PrologueThe Sweetie Chronicles: Fragments
By Wanderer D
Editors: Trevor, Understated Hyperbole
It was a gorgeous summer afternoon in Ponyville.
The sun shone in the clear sky, the birds sang and flew cheerfully, the leaves on the trees swayed in the gentle breeze, and ponies chatted, worked, baked, and played merrily in the streets.
I wish I was out there, thought a young filly as she gazed out of the library window. But no, I'm stuck here, studying. She turned to glare at the open tome in front of her.
"Sweetie Belle?" a voice called from the kitchen, snapping her out of her reverie "Do you like sugar in your tea?"
"Uh, yes, Twilight! Just one cube!"
"Okay, one cube it is!" came the cheerful reply.
The young unicorn grimaced, partly in guilt at her current thoughts and partly because she knew Twilight would turn drinking tea into practice.
"Here you go." The purple unicorn said with a smile as she set a cup next to the tome. S
What Happens in Mexicolt - EpilogueRarity had a dream on her last night in Canterlot. She dreamed she was walking through the promenades dressed in a gorgeous frock. Vida was by her side, in full formal attire and looking proud enough to pop the buttons off of his tuxedo. In the detached realm of dream logic, it was a moment before she realized there was a foal carriage before them.
It was draped in lace and tulle, upholstered with satin, and cradling the most gorgeous mule foal Equestria had ever seen. The tiny baby was silver with a light blue mane. A tiny pink bow around her forelock let Rarity know she'd had a filly er, a molly.
"Mi Tesoro," Vida cooed. "My treasures."
"Treasures?" Rarity echoed.
Before she could ask why he'd pluralized his endearments, the white unicorn became aware of laughter; mocking, derisive laughter. The denizens of Canterlot -- horrible unicorns dressed in expensive garments to hide their black hea
Lost Love Found ch.2Chapter 2
The day was excruciating. All Valentine could think about was getting the chance to talk to Jackson. Much to his surprise, the boy was difficult to find. They didn't seem to have a lot of classes together and in between classes, the halls were crowded and he had no idea where Jackson's locker was. Finally, at lunch he knew he could find him easily.
He strutted through the double doors of the creepeteria and looked around. Several of the students glanced up at him, but quickly went back to chatting with their friends or returned to their food. Valentine walked into the noisy room and went from one table to the next, until he finally spotted him.
Unfortunately, it was one of the last places he was hoping to find him. He was sharing a table with that Frankenstein girl, Draculaura, Clawd, and several of their other friends. He couldn't just walk over and talk to Jackson with all of them over there. He needed to get him away somehow. As he pondered, a small gremlin kid started to
Girls Bathroom - BonusBram snarl at the wolf before him, it took quite a bit of strengths to drag him In to the nearest empty room(witch happened to be the girls bathroom) .
“What the hell do you want leech?!” The wolf barked attempting to get out true the door.
“Romulus…please...let me explain...”
“Explain what? That you’re ‘friend ‘ is a danger to the pack? His already proven that beyond doubt, and its time Bloodgood did something whit it.
Bram was at a lost for words. He new the wolf had a point. Hell if Valentine wasn’t like a brother he would’ve been on the same page whit the wolf. Now all he cud do was block the door whit his body. The wolf was fuming. Spreading a strong alpha scent round the empty room. So…maybe it wasn’t as strong as Draculoras boys smell. But it wasn’t anything mike. It reminded Bram of tows “manly” toilet waters. Musky. Animalistic. Hot.
Ra Ra Royal -Part of the AFB Saga-
The warm sand of the Oasis was under the little girl's body. Her skin was a
dark tan, the color of coffee with only a dash of milk. Her older sister was six
years older than her, placing the younger at thirteen. Ebony black
hair, straight as a rod, cascaded down the older girl's back. The younger's
was cut to her chin. She ran her fingers through the clear water, peering into
the stone at the bottom.
"Cleo" Nefera murmured, cupping her little sister's face, "What's wrong?
You haven't made a peep all day."
Cleo sighed. Her turquoise eyes, clear as crystals, sparkled, "We're in
trouble, aren't we? Our whole family."
Nefera rolled her eyes and shook her head, "No, dear sister. Of course not.
Come on in, the water's nice."
Cleo rested her head on her arms and sighed. Out of the surrounding sand
that put distance between the buildings and them, a young man approached. He
crossed his arms over his broad, muscled chest and smirked down at the