PoKeHybridTrainer

     The sky is grey with dust and debris blocking the sun’s rays from shining on the Earth. Many people struggle to survive in this post-apocalyptic world they live in. On this day, a band of soldiers relax on the chance that they do not have to fight to survive. A small camp is their outpost to live out the rest of their days. However, this day will be just as traumatic like every day to fight within a Fog of War. Operation 1: Pennies From Heaven     One of the few makeshift points of luxury in this day and age, a conventional bathroom is well covered by several sheets of metal awning. It’s made well before the meteor strike pl

     It's dire times at the camp of intrepid heroes. Apart from any direct conflict, an anxious trio awaits on the condition of their companion. The after-effects of a mysterious bomb leave her in confusion on what would happen. Holding a tense vigil at her bed, everyone awaits for what will come to pass. Hopefully, things will be alright. Whatever the outcome may be, it's already been a long day. Operation 2: Wetwork Wash     The band of "Brenner's Wolves" look scared at how Isabella is progressing. She murmurs as the odd sensations fill her body. This can't be right... I can't even tell what's happening to me! Despite his happy-go-lucky

The land of Houenn houses nature to be a part of everyday life. At Route 123, many trainers hone their skills to find the Berry Master upon it. Discovering the secrets to free healing items pulls quite a draw to travelers. After many years of the Master’s home being the only point of civilization in the area, the Pokémon League decided to establish a Pokémon Center of a new breed- an automated system only to heal and store Pokémon. Since the requirement of HMs means only trainers with experience can enter, it proves to be an effective spot for those seeking to plant berries from the West, and battle-worn travelers from the North whom ch

The pokemon world has been a safer place for the most part. Where I live, Kanto, is safe for humans and PoKeHybrids co-existing. But in some locations, like Sinnoh, it was as bad as Kanto was 13 years ago. Mounting progress is slow when it comes to brute force against ruthless opposition. House calls, however? They have proven to be rewarding to help hybrids to feel better with themselves. I could remember one of them like it is just happening… Things are interesting while I wait in front of a house sitting at the front steps. A particular fellow, "cursed" to be a purely cosmetic hybrid, exists without the ability to use any supernatur

Ebony: My companion in sleepless night. Darkness beside, streetlights as old as I keep vigil tight. Soon, the black turns to violet, violet to blue, and blue to white. An impressive sight. Can I share it's light? The promise of a new day exists as the Sun shines it's rays. Even though the sky can get bleak, someday it will be clear. How neat! Blues and soft clouds will dance with dreams held dear. I know not of welding celestial bodies nowhere near. As clouds move, these arms, in one good day, will be able to hold something to prove. Grounded by gravity and grins of glee, life flowing onward as radiant can be. While things i

     Weary legs stumble inside of the confines of a hotel room. With a light swing of an arm, its door closes behind me. I drop whatever I am carrying right beside my bed and walk to my window. My eyes look all around the complex elegance of civilization thriving in an isolated compound. The city skyline illuminates the empty streets. Having resigning my fear of being followed, I close the window, turn off the light, and lay down on the nearby bed. I close my eyes, trying to allow myself a chance to sleep.     It wouldn’t come.     My eyes open wide, but I am no longer indoors. Rolling hills, tall grass, and clear blue skies are all

          Inside the hallowed halls of a college library, a lone girl keeps her head close to a book. Close by, cans of soda and iced coffee are around many sheets of paper and books. Outside, frat boys and rowdy girls frolic around the campus. Even in the twilight hours, Valerie keeps up her studies to be confident of maintaining her perfect 4.0 GPA. A sigh escapes her lips as she's the only one inside of the library. Not even a librarian or security guard is around to keep her company outside of the books all around her. Her brown eyes scan all over herself. Despite studying diligently for many hours, she looks very presentable should someo