Yveltal’s Curse

It was a rainy day. I looked outside. I spotted a cool Charmeleon. It was shiny. Yellow was my favorite color at the time, so I squealed with excitement. I grabbed my Lurantis’s Poke ball and ran out the door.

“Lurantis,use False swipe!” I commanded. The Charmeleon fell over, exposing its flame. I panicked and scooped up the poor Pokémon. I showed it it’s poke ball. Before he could touch it, there was a glow in the sky. Down swooped a red, quetzal like Pokémon. I used my Pokédex. “Yveltal, the destruction pokèmon. A dark and flying type. When it reaches the end of its life span, it turns into a dark cocoon and absorbs the life force of living things around it.” He gazed at the Charmeleon, not caring about me and Lurantis. I dropped the Pokémon. I ran inside my house and watched.

I saw Yveltal firing a dark beam at my shiny, and flew away. I saw a smoldering black ball forming in the yard. The wind blew harder, and the ball grew larger as leaves and dirt disappeared inside it. Then it shrunk. Gas blew from where it once was, and me and Lurantis ducked for cover.

I got back up, but Lurantis did not. I lifted her into my arms and screamed when I saw her face. She had pitch black eyes with red dots for pupils. She was staring straight at me, her arms lifted. They had cuts and scratches, and for the first time ever, she smiled. Well it was more like a cut shaped like a creepy grin. She jumped down from my hands and then smiled even more creepishly. Lurantis jumped at my face and I saw she had teeth- fangs, to be exact. I relised I left her poke ball outside, and she looked like an actual zombie. I screamed and jumped away, heading for the phone. I grabbed it and jotted out the door, dialing 911 in the process. I hid behind The car and spoke. “There is a zombie Lurantis in my house… she was MY Lurantis as well!” Then I looked over the car. Great. I forgot to close the door, and now my lurantis was coming. I looked up, and saw a zombie Pidgeot and Dragonair flying down to me. Behind me was the same shiny Charmeleon from before. He mostly looked like a normal one, just with the same eyes as Lurantis. It’s tail was not burning. I read that if any evolution of charmander lost its flame, its life would end. Then it hit me. These Pokémon lost their life force, from Yveltal. But they didn’t actually die from it, so they were still able to control themselves- they were only doing what Yveltal wanted to do, not thinking of anything else. Then I got an idea. I hopped in the car, and 911 answered. “You can’t escape your own Pokémon. They hunt their trainers first. But believe in yourself, and you just might make i-” Then the phone hang up. I saw Lurantis broke the window. “Oh no. Oh no oh no” chomp he ate me I’m now a Ghastly, but they won’t take me. They will only take humans. Only mankind. Only.