Never in the Wrong Time or Wrong Place (14A) Chapter 5 up.

[Griff4815]

Rated 14A (or PG-13) - Violence and gore, language, some mature themes, and sexual innuendo.

Genre- Action/Adventure, Drama, some Romance.

You probably already know this but I still have to say:
“Example” is for humans and pokemon speaking their native tongues.
“<Example>” is for Pokemon translated into English.
“Example” is for people/pokemon in thought.


I have posted this on Serebii and PokeCommunity where it is at Chapter...15, I think.

Chapter List
0.Prologue (1st Rewrite)
1.The Launch of a Journey (1st Rewrite)
2.The Roots of a Friendship (1st Rewrite)
3.Retributions (1st Rewrite)
4.The Revival of a Friendship (1st Rewrite)
5.To Leave the Nest



Disclaimer/Author’s Notes Below (This is just to quell my insecurity You don't have to bother reading the ANs if you dont want to.)

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-This is my first time writing…for fun *Shudders*

-I used a verse from "Desecration Smile-Red Hot Chili Peppers" as the title, since it relates to my story and the whole song relates heavily to the story, in general.


-I think there will be some corny "feel good" moments, but it IS a drama, so you’re going to have to deal with it.

-I decided to write a story awhile ago and I had a lot of ideas in my head.

-I based the Human/ main pokemon protagonist’s personalities largely off of myself and a bit from the Treecko from the pokemon show. But our two personalities are so much alike that it wouldn’t make a difference if I used mine without his or vice versa. The two protagonist’s personalities are very similar to each other on purpose. I also decided that I wanted to use the idea from my two favorite episodes from the show, "Tree's a Crowd", “Odd pokemon Out” and a very small portion from “Cutting the Ties that Bind” but I heavily revamped them to suit my story but some of the underlying plot is still there. I decided before starting to write that I wanted to do this. Huge portions of my plot and themes heavily rely on these parts, so I can't get rid of them even if I wanted to. That said, I do not own the plots to these episodes or the characters, although I did heavily change them to suit the story. /end insecurity

-I based one pokemon off of Chandler from “Friends”, for comedies sakes…and I was watching “Friends” as I wrote his character. I do not own Chandler, the rights to Chandler, or any part whom of Chandler.

-Feel free to point out any clichés so that I may give justification or say why I wanted to put them there.


-Constructive Criticism is ENCOURAGED.

-Besides the exceptions I have just mentioned, all simalarities to characters or stories...living, dead, or fictional, are coincidental and accidental. Cheers, Griff4815.[/SPOILER]


The prologue is much, much shorter than my usual chapters, since it's only here to set the mood and anticipation for the story. Oh and I know I'm not supposed to call the Prologue "Prologue" but I wanted to put it there for formality. Once I post the first few chapters, the prologue will seem more in place.

Prologue

Everything was a dark green and brown blur in my eyes. The colors moved around in my eyes, I was unable to focus while I sprinted. All that I focused on was running away. I ran through the eerie, misty forest, bounding over roots and branches. There were few beams of light trying to enter the forest, clearly seen in the haze.

I didn’t know WHAT I was running from but I knew that I had to run. I knew I was being chased, I could sense it. Out of the corner of my eye I could see what appeared to be a moving shape… perhaps a figure, running beside me. It blended in with the forest but had a blur of red moving on it as it ran by my side, like there was a piece of the forest running with me. The red was the only way that I knew that it wasn’t part of the underbrush.

The plantlife that I dashed in became denser. I felt myself trip over a hard, unwavering root and fall face first into the bushes and grass. I lay in the ground, expecting the worse. When it didn’t arrive I tried to get up and move forward, but my legs wouldn’t let me. I used my right arm to try and crawl forward, grabbing at plants and weeds to help pull me along.

The dim figure in front of me extended its hand. I tried to grab it but I couldn’t reach. I looked up and saw a beautiful, almost angelic, shape of a girl I knew beside the figure. Behind them shined a blinding light. The girl had brown-red hair and smooth, natural skin. She smiled sweetly at me with an innocent yet beautiful face. I tried to grab for them but the two continued to be forever out of my reach. I tried to get up again but my legs were limp so I fell back to the ground. I moved forwards using only my hands to drag the rest of my body.

I heard whispers and high, raspy shrieks of the unknown creature echoing, coming from all around me. They boomed through the forest as if they were everywhere… but I knew they were only getting closer to me. They gradually grew louder and I struggled, helpless.

I looked down at my left arm and saw a gigantic gash appear down my bicep. The flesh was completely ripped from that part of my upper arm. I could see the insides of my arm: inside the gash were: still pumping veins and arteries, muscles which quivered in contraction, and exposed tissues. The arm stung with a cold numbness, but surprisingly no pain. I was horrified by the grizzly sight; I could feel every muscle in my chest constrict in fear.

“Oh, Arceus…my arm… its insides… ” I thought in terror.

I felt as if I should vomit but I couldn’t. IT… did this! The next strike and I was sure I’d be dead.

There was echoing of screeches all around, I saw the glint of a metal blade in the very corner of my eye.

This is it.

Swish!

Pain. A horrible, piercing pain was felt in my head. It was not the dull pain of a headache, but more like someone… or something, slashed me in the head. All I then saw, seconds after, was a blinding light and a neutral sense of purgatory

All I saw was white.