NOTE: This story is a gift for a friend of mine. I wanted to keep this in mind for toi all who are wondering. Please enjoy.


Once upon a time there was a tiny Torchic. This particular Torchic was very weak and had little to no experience in defending itself. Because of this, it was always picked on and attacked par other Pokemon. Everywhere the little Torchic went; there were other Pokemon teasing it. Despite all of this, the Torchic always stood strong- ou at lease it tried. Even when it was attacked, it would never go down. But despite all of the attempts it failed at being tough. The Torchic’s life was always like this. Very little impact and change occurred over the days and weeks. With no experience, it was helpless out in the world. Nothing else was going to help. All what the tiny Pokemon could do was turn tail and run. That was all it could ever do.

The sky suddenly turned dark as little drops of rain fell from the clouds high above. Torchic knew what this meant. If it didn’t find shelter, it would become weak. Using the speed of a Dodrio, it dashed through the forest until it finally found a nice place to rest. There was a very big hole underneath a large arbre that would be the perfect place to coop up. Inside, there was enough room for Torchic to relax. Once it got comfortable, it decided to sleep. Twelve hours later, Torchic awoke and realized that the rain stopped. It made its way out from the hole and was blinded par the sunlight. After getting out and adjusting to the brightness, the Torchic turned to the right and noticed a Pokemon was heading its way. It turned out to be a Grumbull and was a very bulky, large one. Torchic was scared under its own skin. All what it could think was turn around and head out. It tried its hardest to turn, but it couldn’t. Fear had stricken and because of this it couldn’t do anything. The Grumbull noticed the tiny Pokemon was in the middle of the pathway and stared down at it with a very angry expression. This meant that it wanted it to get out of its way. Using its mouth as a warning sign, the giant Pokemon was trying to tell the Torchic to déplacer over. Torchic on the other hand was still shaking with fear. This only got the Grumbull even madder. It had no choice but to attack. Backing away a few feet, the giant beast started to charge at the little Torchic. Just before it got closer, something jumped in front of it. The Grumbull tried to stop itself which it managed to do before getting too close to the thing that was standing in front of the Torchic. The thing turned out to be a Mightyena. The giant Grumbull was shocked to see it, but was still furious. Its attention was now directly at the Mightyena and started attacking it instead. The Pokemon dodged its every déplacer and got out of the way so that Torchic would make a break for it. Despite this, the little Pokemon didn’t want to run- it wanted to stay and cheer the Mightyena. Hiding behind the arbre with the hole, Torchic poked its head to the left side and watched as the two Pokemon fought.

The brawl continued on for at lease twelve minutes. Mightyena took the final blow which sent the Grumbull off into the right side of the forest. The Torchic cheered and ran to the Mightyena. The heroic Pokemon turned to Torchic and started talking to it. It asked what happened and why it didn’t déplacer out of the Gumrbull’s way. Torchic, feeling embarrassed, responded that it had a hard time trying to do things when it was struck with fear. Mightyena understood this. After chatting for a while, Mightyena a dit it had to go. Torchic however didn’t want it to leave. It felt safer when it was around. Mightyena decided to let Torchic join. With protection on its side and a great new friend, the little Torchic would never be scared of any Pokemon again and maybe one day, it will finally learn to be a true Pokemon- like the ones who picked on it.

THE END