My first OEKAKI! I'm writing a story about my favourite Pokemon, Gengar (owned by Nintendo). This is a picture from the story. Hope you like. :3 ~BOO
Chapter 1
It was always dark in the old abandoned building. Small streams of light would find their way sometimes through the murky windows, but apart from that, no other light would shine in the ruin. The house had been abandoned many years ago, after it's residents had died. The old house was left where it stood, in the middle of a deep forest, for Pokemon to take refuge. That was, until a particularly mean family of ghost Pokemon had moved in.
The new 'owners' of the old building where a family of Gastly, Haunter and Gengar. There was Mother and Father Gengar, Missy Gengar and Feral Gengar - the twins, 3 Haunter sons, 4 Gastly sons and 1 Gastly daughter. The family had kicked out all the other Pokemon currently making their homes there, so as to accomodate their large family of 12. But Mother and Father where very strict.
'Never leave this old place, you hear me?' Mother always said. 'It's safe, dark, and it's an easy place to scare young Pokemon Trainers - if they're brave enough to step inside, anyway.' But Feral was a very adventurous Gengar. He loved exploring the creaks and cracks of the old building, but soon enough, it all got a bit boring. He'd never left his home and wanted to adventure elsewhere.
One dark, misty day, Feral was sitting near the grimy window. His big red eyes where scanning the outside as best they could for any signs of Trainers, but it seemed today would be another boring one. Sometimes a Pokemon Trainer would walk by the crooked old fence, but even more occasionaly, a brave one would come inside. When this happened, the whole family felt a rush of excitement, all except Feral. They would all hide in deep dark places and wait for the Trainer to pass. Sometimes they would tap their shoulder, but hide before the Trainer could see them. Sometimes they cast curses, or made things float. Sometimes they'd make scary noises, or throw Shadow Balls, Sludge Bombs, fermented berries. But Feral just sat and watched. Mother and Father where worried about him. It was a Gengar's nature to do wicked things, but Feral never seemed to want to. Like today, he seemed more intrigued by humans than scared by them. Occasionaly, a woman called Fantina would visit. The family didn't try to spook her, but they kept their distance. All except Feral, who would go right up to her. He knew humans didn't understand their language, but he liked to be around Fantina anyway. She understood ghost Pokemon. She understood him.
Feral blinked in the darkness as a Trainer began walking down the garden path to the old building. 'Guys, a Trainer's coming!' he yelled, and jumped away from the window. He ran behind an old statue, where it was dark and hidden. His favourite hiding place. The door opened with a creak, as it always did, and a young Trainer stepped in. She looked around. 'What a dump...' She said. Feral peaked round carefully from behind the statue. The girls hair was a sweet mousey brown, and she was wearing a little blue checkered school dress. Her small black shoes tapped along the floor as she walked further into the derelict building. She had a Pokeball in her hand, but Feral didn't know if it was empty or not. The girl didn't close the door behind her, and dim sunlight was flooding in, making Feral's big red eyes hurt. 'Hello?' The girl said. 'Anyone in here?' she walked up to the statue that Feral was hiding behind. Feral quickly withdrew behind the statue, and his big, purple, pointy ears quivered. 'What a weird statue. Almost like it's staring at me...' Said the girl, her voice quiet. Suddenly, another, older voice called out from near the crooked fence. 'Melody, honey, we've got to go now. Come on.' Melody turned and looked at the door.
'Coming, Grandma, just one minute. I want to try and catch a Pokemon.' Feral's big ears twitched and his eyes widened. 'Maybe, if I stay still enough,' he thought 'she won't find me here. I'll be safe.' After a few minutes, he heard her walk off in another direction, and relaxed.
























