My grandmother got me a used copy of Silver for Christmas.
It was old, obviously, but no damage had been done to it. It was in its case, even plastic wrapped. As I tore off the plastic I felt a tingle in my upper arms. I ignored it.
"Thank you grandma," I told her discreetly, happy that she knew what I'd wanted. "This is in mint condition for a used copy!" I said, cracking open the case.
"It's used?" She asked. I chalked this down to grandmotherly weirdness. Everyone knew she was a bit...eccentric.
That night I turned it on. There was an old file on it, but I ignored it and clicked new game. After all, who cared what the previous person did?
Instead of the speil I was dropped into the previous person's file. It must've been a misclick. Anyway, I was in Silph Co. With Silver, who was next to me.
"GOLD: Silver, why are you doing-?" The text box was odd. For one, the player character never talks. Maybe the old person had named their rival Gold? For another, instead of saying WHAT are you doing it asked why...I threw it off as a slight glitch or someone's stupidity. Boy, was I lenient.
"SILVER: Why would you care?" I didn't. But a small Yes or No box came up. I pressed No, not knowing what it was asking. Next thing I knew I'd probably be flying around Glitch City. Instead the screen cut to black and asked if I wanted to see my Pokemon. I clicked Yes, hoping I'd have a Typhlosion or a Blastoise. Instead I had two Pikachu, an egg, two Unown, and a Misdreavus. The Unown spelled IM, and the Misdreavus was Shiny. Weird. There seemed to be a way the we're arranged; There was a Pikachu, then an Unown. The egg and Misdreavus went between them, and then Pikachu and Unown. The Misdreavus' name was SMILING.
Suddenly, without my consent, I was back in the over world. Instead of Gold (or Silver), there was only the rival, still standing in Silph Co.. The Lavender Town Missing Frequencies music began to play.
"SILVER: Why are my Pokemon so weak?" The sprite turned around, and appeared to be crying. Sobbing noises emerged over the ugly theme. Without me controlling the game opened his Pokemon party. I shuddered. The Lavender Town music kept playing, but with the sobbing and new glitchy unidentafiable music on top of it, I watched Silver slowly release his Pokemon: a Magneton, Golbat, Alakazam, and Gengar. He kept a Delibird and a Weavile. I knew he never had a Delibird, and Weavile never existed in Gold and Silver.
Cutting back to the overworld, I saw the four Pokemon he begrudgingly released, running out of Silph. Silver ran after them, and the sobbing grew louder.
I sat up as the screen blacked out, paling in shock. I never thought Silver would cry, let alone over his Pokemon. What happened to make him do this? As if by answer, the screen whitened out. I walked away, but the sobs started coming out of the Gameboy again, and I ran to see...
A large picture of Silver, the same way you see him in the intro in Heartgold and Soulsilver, except there was a waterlike texture in his eyes- it seemed to be a mix of blood and tears. I was disgusted until he raised his hands (oddly enough) showing deep cuts in them. They must've mixed in with his tears... I thought.
Without any dialogue, the screen backed up, showing him releasing his Weavile. It was bloody and mangled, devouring an Egg...
"GOLD: That's my egg!" Ruins of Alph began to play. Normally it soothed me, but it came out glitches and mangled with a Weavile's cry, broken with a slight gag. I wailed and turned my Gameboy off. When I turned it on, I went to Silver. There was no intro, and the only option was New Game. I must have broken that hack, or done something to change it. It had to work now.
And it did. I got a Totodile and my rival, NOT AGAIN, got a Chikorita.
Every time I'd get challenged by a trainer, I would jump, waiting for the garbled cry.
By Goldenrod City, it was almost two in the morning. Laying in bed, I had horrible dreams, all about that Weavile. Occasionally I'd see a Delibird delivering the egg, saying cheerfully yet sadistically, "Merry Christmas."
The moment I woke up I played my Gameboy. I opened up Silver. In big white letters the title screen read MERRY CHRISTMAS. Behind it was a drainage of blood, and behind that was a faint shadow of a glaring Weavile. When I clicked A to continue, it read "Weavile Version" before opening. I was outside the daycare, where I'd left a Croconaw and Ditto last night. A variation of Lavender Town containing loud screams and Pokemon cries played. I shut off the volume, but it kept playing. I talked to the Daycare Man.
"I'm sorry..." I pressed A.
"We had an egg for you but when we woke up"
"When we woke up it had been eaten"
"It had been eaten and your Pokemon have been crying for a while." I almost cried. I ran into the daycare and went up against the fence, seeing a Croconaw and Ditto sprite crying in front of a bloody eggshell.
This was NOT a Merry Christmas.
I pressed A, but I got something I wasn't expecting;
"CROCONAW: The...the black shadow...she-she killed it..." Now my own Pokemon was talking!
I threw my Gameboy on the floor. It was 10; I had to drive her to the hospital.
My mom was pregnant, and it was time for her to see the doctor.
I was amazed, surprised, and saddened when the doctor told me,
"The baby died...it was perfectly healthy, but it suddenly died." I linked this unintentionally to the death of my egg in-game. Weavile couldn't have killed her!
...wait. What was I thinking? It probably had no link to my game. But we still cried. And while we cried, I thought about that Weavile...
When I went back to my game I was in the Ruins of Alph. On the wall I saw a span of Unown, bloody and cut;
MERRYCHRISTMAS I shrieked at this. Did...did someone do this? Did Weavile?
Why were all my thoughts spinning around Weavile?
Suddenly Silver dashed in.
"SILVER: I'm sorry. I have to do this." I screamed as maniacal laughter came blaring from my speakers.
SILVER sent out WEAVILE!
My Other Totodile went down quickly to the Weavile. However, the screen stated
TOTODILE's head was chopped off by WEAVILE! Suddenly I got a phone call.
"SUSAN!" My sister yelled into the phone.
"What?" I asked, trying to play and talk at the same time. Then I realized poor Clementine was sobbing.
"You-your brother...Nate...he-he got injured... Hi-his neck was broken..."
I screamed. "Hu-uh?" Poor Clem asked. I said nothing. "Su-Susan...his office is closed off...I don't know how he's doing..."
I comforted my sister and cried with her. When I got back there was a message on the bottom of my Gameboy.
"SILVER: That's my Christmas gift to you, Susan." WHY had in named my character that? A sequence afterwards was shown- Weavile jumped on his shoulder. Suddenly I remembered- from the night before my bag also contained several unmatched eggs. As if by response to my thought, Weavile suddenly held an egg, mangledly crying out with pleasure as it ate the unborn Totodile.
I shut off my Gameboy again.
I never touched that cartridge, or even the Gameboy, again. It's laying stuffed in my closet back at home. After the incident I wrote MERRY CHRISTMAS on it...and then WEAVILE.
Maybe that was his Christmas gift...Weavile.