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SAMUROTT

The two of us met on a breezy autumn day. I was a young clumsy Oshawott then, a meager parody of what I am now.

Hearing muffled voices outside my cramped pokeball,  I realized that this was the day. "I think I'll pick..."

Please, not Snivy.

"Hmm..."

Not Tepig either.

"Oshawott."

Yes. Oh, yes.

"Let's go!"

I was released. "Osha!" I shouted, through tears of joy. My two rivals glared at me. The smug Snivy went to a just as smug owner, and the fiery Tepig went to a nervous blonde girl. Thus my adventure with Essie began.

ESSIE

Looking back at the day I became a Trainer, I believe that Oshawott overreacted. I don't consider myself a great trainer, as I have lost to many, many Athletes recently.

As I rushed through Route 1, catching a Patrat, Pidove, and Lillipup, I realized that this was an epiphany. The start of something greater. That was seconds before I met one stranger who changed my whole life. His name was N Harmonia.

Searching for the gym in Nimbasa, I came across the Ferris Wheel and N appeared. He and I rode the wheel together. The green-haired stranger told me one sentence. "I am..the king of Team Plasma."

Catching more and more Pokemon, I sped through the Unova region, my trusty Oshawott winning almost every battle. Sometime in Pinwheel Forest, he evolved into Dewott. Faced with the threat of Pokemon Musical, he became stronger and stronger and evolved again.

I beat the Elite Four when N's castle emerged. I captured Reshiram, and battled N with his Zekrom. Defeating an enraged Ghetsis, who was arrested later, N and I had many adventures. 10 years later, I gave birth to you. Your father N disappeared and was never heard of again. That was my adventure."

The old woman and her pokemon finished her story. "Catherine, my daughter..I..I - I hope you will go on an adventure of your own and fulfill you...dr-dr-dr.."

The beeping stopped. Essie's eyes looked at her daughter for a final time.

"No, mother...No.."

Nurse Joy came up to Catherine. "I'm sorry, she's gone."





Samurott died a day later. All the Pokemon that traveled with Essie on her adventure gave out a chilling cry and moan in honor of their best friend.

A final cry was heard from Arceus itself, in honor of the woman that had completed her Pokedex, and done so many other amazing things.

2,000 years later, Essie's story lives on.

Last edited by spongebob123 (2011-04-07 16:38:37)