Pokemon Mansion The Hunting
Table of Contents
Prolouge What Lies beyond the Gates
Chapter 1 The Forbidden Forest
Chapter 2 Origin’s of the Pokemon Murderer
Prologue What Lies Beyond The Gates
The forest was completely silent through the entire night. No Pokemon roamed, they all were fast asleep deep with in the hunted forest. Isshu Forrest was a secured place and no outsiders were allowed do to the secrets beyond the gates. A force so deadly that no one would stand in hour out there without screaming for his will. It was a terrible place and that’s all that mattered.
One late frigid night two idiots decided to camp out in the deadly woods, unaware that what was beyond those gaits could bring them to there grave. They were new to Isshu and didn't know the forbidden areas and what not to do which explained there dumb decisions.
The two men were known to go by Ash and Brock. Along with them was there fellow Pokemon that go with with them most of the places they decide to go to. Ash was classified as determined, headstrong, and person you can trust when the going gets tuff. His normal dressage was some average jeans, and Pokemon designed tea shirt and one special cap that was always by his side. Also he contained a special Pokemon made Ash proud of who he was, Pikachu. Pikachu traveled everywhere with Ash, from Tropical Jungles to Hunted Mansions. Pikachu was always there.
Brock on the other hand was a smart man who you can definitely go to if your Pokemon needs help. He has a strong interest in beautiful women but they don't feel the same way back. Brock dressed as men should with Jeans and a brown jacket that he wore most of the time.
"This is going to be the best night ever. Our first night in Isshu and we are already going to camp in a forest," announced Ash, who was beginning another fun filled journey through another region. He raced to the gates which seemed as nobody ever touched them. A sign was placed on the fence but Ash and Brock decided to ignore it. They hopped the large fence not knowing what they had just got themselves into. A few steps into that forest could lead to death.
They walked a half mile without seeing any sign of a Pokemon. It was as if they scattered away from the forest. Ash assumed they were tucked away inside there homes preparing for bed. Brock on the other hand knew that something was wrong. Right off that bat Brock noticed dead plants and finger claws that were scratched on a tree trunk.
"Look at those scratch marks against that tree. What do you think it's from," asked Brock who then became afraid and worried that they had entered death territory.
"It looks like someone was running from something. Or maybe it was some Pokemon playing around," replied Ash, who was also getting a little scared.
The clouds vanished and the stars appeared brightening the beautiful night. From a distance , Ash and Brock heard birds chirping in the luminous night sky. There was a rumble in the trees and then the bird’s disappeared. They vanished from nowhere and the night fell silent once again. The rumble ling in the tree's got louder and Ash's awareness rose. Brock dropped his stuff and began to run at the sight of a shadowy figure raising its claws.
Brock and Ash raced from the figure that didn't follow. Instead the unusual Pokemon moved in the opposite direction. When they thought they were safe Ash noticed his Pikachu was gone alone in the endless forest. Ash was beginning to shake, nervously and begged Brock to go back inside the danger area to find his Pikachu. As much as Brock would have loved to help he had to refuse. It was too much for Brock to handle even with the assistance of Ash. Whatever that Pokemon was, it didn't enjoy having Brock and Ash intrude its home.
Ash didn't care if Brock didn't want to join him, so he ran back into danger in search of his oldest best friend. He wasn't leaving the forest without his Pikachu even it meant life or death. Ash questioned if Pikachu was ok alone trying to survive in the forest. Ash raced through the forest calling for Pikachu but no one responded. All Ash heard was the return of the rumbling bushes. Out of nowhere again the shadowy figure appeared, this time with his claws pointing towards Ash.
"Where's my Pickachu," demanded Ash who wasn't quite sure if the mystery figure was a human or Pokemon.
The figure stepped closer making Ash even more nervous. Ash didn't stop at nothing; he continued to ask where his Pikachu was. The blood thirsty Pokemon remained quiet and then shot out at Ash.
"Ah, Brock please; HELP ME." Ash screamed for his life. Pikachu was gone and Ash was being dragged from the foot back into the forest. All that remained of Ash was a few scratch marks on the ground and gallons of left behind blood.
After a while Brock returned in search of Ash. He was nowhere to be found. All Brock could see was the remainder of Ash's blood. Brock gulped and the Shadowy figure returned directly a foot behind Brock. Brock felt the deadly Pokemon breathe against his shoulder. Brock backed away instantly and ran for his life. The shadowy figure didn't hold back. He ran ten times faster after Brock. Luckily Brock managed to reach the gates but the Pokemon was still after him.
Brock climbed the gates as fast as he could but the Pokemon was to strong and he grabbed onto Brock's pants and pulled him back into the forest. Brock had still been holding the fence so it joined Brock at dinner. The Pokemon was now exposed to the world. He could escape the forest in search of new pray.
Next Time: Three Teens enter the wood and find themselves trapped in the forest. With no way to exit they were forced to enter a random Mansion lost in the woods.