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The Forsaken: A Pokémon story

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Down but not out, Reef woke up after Team Rocket blew up a ferry to kill him. He is in a strange land full of strange people. How will he bounce back after being forsaken and left for dead?

Chapter 11

"You know I always cherished our time together, right?" Samantha said to me as we sat at our normal spot in the Viridian Forest.

"Of course, I do silly, why are you talking like they're gonna stop? We're gonna conquer the world together. C'mon help me pack up our stuff," I said and started cleaning up the picnic we had set up.

"You have to do this on your own," Samantha said. There was no emotion in her words.

"No, you helped me set this stuff out, so come help clean it up," I said and gestured for her to come to me.

"Reef, denying it won't change anything, you have to do this without me," she said.

"Okay then I will. You just keep being lazy," I said and packed everything away.

When I was finished cleaning a Snorlax wandered onto the path we needed to take to leave and went to sleep.

"Umm, what am I supposed to do now?" I asked Samantha, she still hadn't moved.

"You're going to have to figure this out alone, I can no longer help you," she said. She was still using that lifeless voice.

"I don't understand why you're acting so strange, but I wish you would knock it off and help me," I said. I felt myself getting angry at her.

"You know why I can't help you, Reef. Now, figure this out and prove to both of us that you make it without me," she said.

Every word she said infuriated me more. Who was she to just walk out of my life like this? We had plans together, we were supposed to be together. No one else understood us like we understood each other. How could she leave that bond behind?

I walked up to the sleeping Snorlax and pushed on its large, soft belly. The only response it gave me was a long, deep snore.

"Move you stupid, lazy jerk!" I yelled as I began punching and kicking the Snorlax in the gut.

I did that until I got winded. It was like hitting a furry wall made of jelly. What made matters worse was that the Snorlax never seemed to notice. At one point I could've sworn I saw a smile cross its face as it lay there. I eventually gave up and sat against the belly and tried to convince it to move.

"Okay big guy, if you wake up right now, I'll go to a Poké Mart and buy you 10 of whatever Snorlaxes like the best," I said as I caught my breath.

"That's not going to work, you need to accept it or you are going to be stuck here," Samantha said.

"Okay, if you come and help me, I'll do anything you say for an entire year," I said to her. I knew she wouldn't want to miss a chance to boss me around.

"Accept it Reef, so you can move on," she said. Everything about her was wrong. I wanted the real Samantha back.

"C'mon, you know you wanna get past this just as bad as I do. If you help me, we can pick up where we left off," I said. I plucked blades of grass as I waited for her response.

"We can't pick up where we left off, but you can. You have to continue on without me," she said.

I stared at the pile of dead grass in front of me until a gust of wind blew it away from me.

"What's the point? Even if I get this thing to move, something else will just come along and get in my way later on," I said hopelessly.

"Then you will figure out a way to overcome that obstacle as well," she said. Her normal voice had returned.

"Without you there with me, I won't be strong enough," I said with my head pointed firmly at the ground.

"You will be, you always have been. You just need to accept it and carry on with your life," she said and walked over to me.

She held out a hand for me.

"Accept it," she said as I hesitated to take her hand.

I took her hand and stood up.

"I'm only agreeing to this because I don't have any other choice. But I will never forget the times we shared. I said as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"I would never want you to. All I want is for you to live the best life you possibly can," she said as her skin began to dissolve into pure light.

"I'm gonna miss you so much," I said and tried to grip her fading hand.

"Just remember our love and I'll always be with you," she said as the last flecks of her light disappeared.

My eyes suddenly shot open as a pain like a river of lava rushed through my right leg.

"Hey Graham, he's awake. Get over here!" a male's voice called from somewhere near me.

I was lying in a dimly lit room. From the way the light flickered I could tell it was lit by a fire. I tried to sit up and the pain stopped me in my tracks.

"Bro you gotta keep still, your leg is sliced up pretty bad," a skinny kid with long braided, brown hair said and helped me sit up.

I looked down at my leg and there were bloody, white cloths tied around my calf.

"Where am I, and who are you guys?" I asked as I searched the area as fast as I could.

A second guy walked over and sat next to me. He was athletically built with black dreads. His skin was as dark as mine.

"Hey Brotha, I'm Graham and this here is Tulley. We are better known as The Forsaken Family. To answer your other question, you're in our corporate headquarters on Melemele Island. You washed up on the beach a few days ago. I had the doc patch you up as best he could. He wasn't sure you were gonna be able to keep that leg," he said and shook his head.

"Wait, where is Melemele Island?" I asked, confused.

"You're in The Alola region," Graham said like it was common knowledge.

"Ha, I told ya he wasn't gonna be from here," Tulley said and clapped his hands together.

"You probably shouldn't be celebrating the fact that this poor dude washed up on an island he never heard of, barely alive," Graham said and gave Tulley a dirty look.

"Well, when you say it like that it sounds bad," Tulley said and looked away from us.

"What is this building we're in? It doesn't look like a corporate headquarters to me," I said, still surveying the room.

"Oh no I was just glamorizing; this is the best little shelter we could build with the stuff we found layin around," Graham said and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Did I have anything with me when you found me?" I asked and searched frantically for my backpack.

"Sorry brotha, you were just like this when I found you," Graham said.

I suddenly understood what Samantha was trying to explain to me in the dream. I was truly on my own. She never made it off the boat and I didn't even have any of my Pokémon. Getting through this stage of my life was going to require a level of strength I wasn't sure I possessed.

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The Synthesis Wizard

In a world where elements lay barren and powerful wizards had abandoned their homeland a millennium ago to explore the multiverse, Sunan found himself reincarnated as a noble scion stripped of his title. This world, once brimming with magic and wonder, had fallen into a desolate state, and wizards had become mere legends. Sunan was acutely aware that after a thousand years, the elements would awaken once more, heralding the return of the wizards and ushering in a new era of prosperity. He understood that his path was clear: he must train diligently to become a wizard himself and survive until this glorious age arrived. “Resources are scarce?” he mused, determination flickering in his eyes. “Then I’ll just have to synthesize them myself.” With that thought, he activated the Synthesis Cube, a device that granted him the ability to combine materials into something new. This Cube was not just a tool; it was a symbol of his potential in this world, reflecting his status as a player in a game he once played. As he set to work, the Cube glowed with possibilities, presenting him with a myriad of options. He had a few basic materials at his disposal, remnants of his previous life and the knowledge he had accumulated from his past experiences in the game. Sunan began experimenting, combining herbs and minerals he had gathered. Each successful synthesis filled him with a sense of accomplishment, inching him closer to his goal of becoming a wizard. Days turned into weeks, and Sunan’s skills improved rapidly. He crafted potions, improved his understanding of magical theories, and honed his mental abilities through intense meditation practices. The Star Ring Meditation, one of the first techniques he mastered, allowed him to tap into the latent mental energy within himself, enhancing his cognitive functions and magical sensitivity. As he progressed, whispers of his endeavors began to circulate among the remaining noble families and the common folk. Some viewed him with suspicion, while others saw potential in the young man who dared to challenge the status quo. Sunan knew he needed allies. He began seeking out individuals who shared his vision—a return to the age of wizards. He discreetly approached the remnants of the nobility, the few who still held some influence, and began to forge connections. His reputation grew cautiously, and with it, the opportunities to gather resources and knowledge. He learned of hidden libraries, ancient texts, and artifacts that could aid in his quest. One fateful day, while exploring a forgotten ruin, he uncovered an ancient tome detailing the rituals of the wizards who had once thrived on this land. The pages contained knowledge that could accelerate his growth, including spells long lost to time. “This is it,” Sunan thought as he carefully transcribed the contents into his own notes. “With this, I can not only learn the spells but also improve my synthesis techniques.” As he delved deeper into the arcane arts, he realized that the key to his ascension lay not just in personal power but in understanding the intricate web of alliances and rivalries that defined noble society. He had to navigate these treacherous waters carefully. In the back of his mind, Sunan always remembered the impending return of the wizards. The time was coming when he would have to reveal his true potential and lead the charge into the new era. With each passing day, he grew stronger, more confident, and increasingly aware of the responsibilities that awaited him. The world was changing, and Sunan was determined to be at the forefront of that change—a wizard in a world that had forgotten what it meant to wield true power.

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