???'s P.O.V
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' Where am I?' I asked myself as I slowly opened my eyes, only to be greeted by the sight of tree branches covering the night sky above.
I groaned in pain as I tried to sit up but couldn't as an overwhelming amount of pain coursed through my body. Eventually, I finally managed to sit up, leaning against a tree as I took in my surroundings. I was obviously in a forest of sorts.
I looked down and saw a sight that truly horrified me. Below me, there was a pool of mostly dried-up blood. Just a meter away from me lay the mutilated body of an Ekans, split into 4 uneven parts, bruises all over it.
I quickly looked away to not throw up, but what I saw next made me throw up I couldn't hold my disgust and shock as I finally registered a strong iron smell.
There it lay an arm. A human arm on the ground and looking down, I realized it was mine—my left arm.
I felt another rush of vomit going up my throat before a massive headache hit me like a freight train, causing me to swallow it and choke a little.
I closed my eyes as I saw a few images.
Captain Zeth... Picking Ekans... Taming it... The beginner trials... Teleported to a forest... Getting amused by Alex..... His Zubat mutilating Ekans and my arm using Steel Wing... The pain and hatred.... Alex walking up to me and spitting on my face..... Everything was going black as he walked away laughing...
"Fuck..." I cursed softly as I held my head with my right hand as more memories flashed before, from living in an orphanage to making my small gang to constantly harassing Alex to to joining Team Rocket.
Soon those images stopped flashing in my head as I was left panting and slowly opening my eyes once again, taking in my situation.
' Why didn't he kill me?' I thought to myself.
' He clearly could've easily killed me, either using his Zubat or using his knife yet he didn't... Why?' I mentally asked but I got no answer until a few seconds later my face paled as I hurriedly stood up and started to stumble my way away from the dead Ekans.
'Fuck fuck fuck.' I cursed mentally as I ripped my bloodied shirt using a knife I had in my pocket, leaving the rags on the floor as I kept stumbling my way forward.
' The son of a bitch probably left me so that a wild Pokemon comes and eats me up." I thought to myself as I kept moving forward, my heart pumping blood and adrenaline in my veins like never before.
It felt like hours but like only a few minutes until I heard a slight rushing of water ahead in the distance.
' A river?' I thought to myself as I kept going, hope igniting within me.
' Fresh water and being able to clean my wounds and get rid of the smell of blood on me. ' I thought as I kept going forward.
Yet soon I started to hear a Buzzing sound from behind me, turning my head, I saw 2 Beedrils angrily chasing a small Pokémon resembling mangosteen. Most of its body is pinkish-purple with a short, white bottom around its waist, which resembles the flesh of a mangosteen when it is cut open. It has beady yellow eyes and two tiny legs. On top of its head is a green calyx. This structure consists of four leafy green formations and a short stem.
The small Pokemon was bouncing in my direction covered in wounds. Seeing this, I panicked as I tried my best to run towards the river before the two Beedrills reached me.
I kept going, forcing my body to run as I glanced behind me, noticing how one of the Beedrills used a move which I'm assuming was Pin Missile towards the small Pokemon, landing the attack as the small Pokemon was launched forwards, landing just a few meters in front of me.
An idea for on my head as I ran and grabbed the small Pokemon by its calyx, picking it up as I almost tripped trying to get it.
Seeing this, the two Beedrills looked even more pissed as they started to change after me, on the other hand, the small Pokemon looked at me pitifully, a mixture of fear, hope, and resignation in its eyes as it likely grasped my idea.
I kept running and was about to throw it behind me to distract the Beedrills and hopefully give me enough time to reach the river but my arm didn't cooperate. Instead, it held the small Pokemon close to my chest as I kept running and the two Beedrills quickly gained on me.
Soon I saw the river and without hesitation, I jumped in it. At the same time, one of the Beedrills used Poison Sting, hitting my shoulder just before I landed on the water. I screamed in pain under the water as soon my vision started growing dark. The last thing I saw was the two Beedrills stopping right on top of the river, glaring down at it while my body sank to the bottom and was carried away by the river.
I quickly lost consciousness under the water, likely a combination of lack of oxygen, blood, and my wounds. Yet even then, in my unconscious form, I held onto the small Pokemon tightly, my last thoughts being, ' Am I going to die?'
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AN: so yeah made a story. Typical team rocket story. Highly doubt I would update this anytime soon and whatnot. If I do update this, just be aware that this is highly inspired by almost every Pokemon Team Rocket story here. The only difference so far would be that I would make it so Pokemon don't have any real potential and this is from the point of view of the guy that's usually regarded as the first villain/rival to these stories