This is my first time taking a crack at it and it probably sucks. I know that it probably isn't the best that you will ever read but I want you to at least take a look at it and get a taste. Make sure to give me comments and I'm prepared for the worst. I will add more to the story if I see good reviews or if I get help after bad reviews. This may seem like your average fanfic at first but It's going to be something completely different than you guys have ever seen.
. It was dark and cloudy over Veilstone city. People were walking into their homes quickly because they were sure that it was going to rain. Blake decided that he would stop quickly at the veilstone store to get some food before stopping back at his house. He was in his average twenties and has a five o' clock shadow on his face. His blonde hair shined from the light reflecting off of it. He was wearing a red tee-shirt with khaki shorts. He was wearing white shoes that had been worn in. He was slender but had a semi masculine look to him. H He walked into the store. He saw the vast amount of shelves and the stairs leading up and down floors. However he was used to this because he had lived in Veilstone City ever since he could walk. He grabbed a shopping cart and decided to do some shopping. He decided to reach for some cereal. Because he was a very tall person, reaching for high items usually was not a problem for him. After spending two hours in the store an overflowing shopping cart convinced him that it was time to check out. He walked up to the cashier and started having his items rung up. He looked outside and saw that rain was crashing down heavily. He was starting to regret going out to the store now but he couldn't do anything about it now.
. "That will be $87.50" said the cashier. Blake quickly opened his wallet and grabbed a hundred dollar bill. He then grabbed his change and started to walk to the exit. He noticed a man walk into the store who was drenched. He was wearing a suit that made him look like he was going to be in some sort of science fiction movie, and had a huge G on his shirt. "What size bowl did the barber use to cut your hair?" asked Blake in a mocking manner at the guy. The guy just shot him an angry look. While walking away he heard the guy mumble under his breath. "He may be laughing now but in a matter of days we'll see whose laughing." Blake looked back at him. He decided not to mess with him because he was in a hurry. He walked out and was instantly soaked by the rain. He was starting to regret leaving his umbrella at home.
. He could barely see his house through the thick wall of rain. He decided to hurry home to avoid getting sick. As he started to run to his house he noticed guy who looked like the man who walked into the store. He was starting to get suspicious about them. He finally made it into his house and quickly started putting groceries away. He lives in a two floor house that had faded blue paint on the outside. His living room consisted of a blue wool couch, a table that seemed to be from an oak tree, and an old television that was starting to lose its brightness. He carried his groceries into the kitchen. He was putting a box of cereal in his cabinet that was beside his fridge. His elbow bumped a jar of jelly knocking it off of his table and shattering it on the floor. The jar shattered all over the kitchen floor. He went to grab a broom from his closet when he looked out his door and saw five men walking towards Veilstone's Department Store. They all looked the same and they all looked exactly like the guy he saw in the store. "Something's not right here." he said to himself. He quickly cleaned up the mess and grabbed his raincoat. He also decided to grab his poke ball that contained a Houndour.
. He walked down the battered road towards the Department Store when he saw the men carrying something in crates from the back of the store. He decided to go investigate the scene. He walked over there and hid in a crate that had small slits between the boards so that he could see what was going on. "Our leader will finally have what he needs to make our new world." said one of the men. "To wipe away all of the impurities has always been our dream and now it's finally being full filled." replied the other man. "I always knew that joining Team Galactic was the right thing to do." "Yeah and after this we're sure to get ranked up so no more being called a grunt." Blake couldn't believe what he was hearing. What is Team Galactic? He thought. What about this new world? It did not make any sense to him. He then felt a shift of gravity and tilted towards the side of box. "Woof this is a really heavy box" said a Grunt.
. Blake had no idea what to do now. If he were to try to jump out he would probably be ambushed by these men. However if he waited he had no idea where he would end up or if he would ever be heard of again. He had to think quickly. He was in a horrible situation and had no idea how to get out of it. He then felt a sudden drop and knew that he had been put on top of something. He had it planned, he was going to jump out and give those guy's what they deserved. Just as he was about to jump out he heard a thud on top of the crate. He looked up and saw that another crate had been put on top of him. Plan A was no longer an option. It was dark and cramped in the crate. He felt as if he was in a moving vehicle but he had no idea where it was going. All he could see around him were crates and most of them were blocking out the sunlight. Before he knew it he had dosed off.
. Blake woke up the sound of a loud grinding noise. He heard footsteps around him and saw a shadowy figure in front of him. He could not quite make out who it was through the slits of the crate but they were right beside of him. He then started to see light shine in and noticed that they were picking up the crate on top of him. He was next and he had no idea what to do. He heard a crunching noise and saw a Grunt open a crate. He was too distracted to notice that someone was on the other side of his crate and was about to pick it up. "I heard this one is really heavy so I'll get it myself." said someone. Blake looked behind him quickly and noticed a shadowy figure behind the crate. He then felt as if everything under him was light as he was being carried. "This is really heavy." said the guy. "I wonder what in the world they could have gotten that could be this heavy." he said straining himself. Blake then felt a sudden drop and saw the man put his hand on both edges of the crate. Blake knew that this was going to be the end of him.
. He then heard a crunching noise as the man broke the side from the crate. He saw light start to rain in man was pulling the side down. Blake had to act now. He decided to act upon impulse and make the first move by busting out of the box and tackling the guy. He then decided it was a bad idea when he noticed that the guy was three times his size. However he knew that no matter how big you are a quick blow to the face could knock any guy out. He then quickly swung his right arm at the man's forehead. He was surprised at how quick the man was fir his size as he had grabbed his arm at the last minute. "We don't take kindly to intruder's" he said. He then hit Blake in the ribs, knocking the breath out of him instantly. Blake saw a red flash and then everything went black.