Life and Death

I had gotten the new game less than a day after it came out. I beat the Elite Four a week and a half later. After that, I lost interest pokemon and got into other games. Nothing ever satisfied my gaming needs like pokemon, though. So I eventually I wanted to play it again. That is, until I found out I had lost the game somewhere in my room. I knew I didn't have any chance in finding it, so I went out to get another one.

I got to the game stop at the mall and saw that they didn't have pokemon black or white. It was getting late so I decided to leave and look again tomorrow. But as I was leaving, something caught my eye. It was a ds game card lying upside–down on the ground. I always did have the best eyes for picking out all the details… sorry, where was I … right! So I saw the game on the ground and picked it up. It was covered with dirt, but I could clearly see that it was a pokemon black version. After much debate, I ended up taking it home with me. It's free! You can't argue with that. Plus it can't be that bad.

That night when I got home I put the game into my DS and turned it on. Everything was perfectly normal. Although, when it got to the main menu, I accidentally pushed continue. I guess it was an old habit. The person was at Victory Road, somewhere in the caves. I could see the entrance to the cave on the screen. I checked the person's pokemon. They had a Serperior, Unfezant, and a Beheeyem. All of them were level 50. They seemed normal. I looked at the trainer card. They had all eight gym badges, but their time was only 25 hours. That was crazy, but what was I going to do. I exited out of the menu and walked towards the exit.

When I was about to go out, a text box appeared.

"Deino won't let you leave."

Deino? I didn't even have a Deino on my team! But, I was in the place where Deino are found, so I guess it was a little less strange. But it was still weird.

"Deino wants to feel alive again."

A Deino sprite appeared on the screen. It was the most disturbing thing I had ever seen in a pokemon game.

"Deino wants you to help him feel alive…"

A screaming sound came from my ds. It sounded like a million high pitch pokemon cries all at once, going on and on. When I went to cover my ears, I dropped my ds. The sound wasn't muted at all though, so my ds was lying on the floor while I tried to make the sound stop. Not the brightest person in the world I know. During the screaming, I swear I saw a Serperior, Unfezant, and a Beheeyem come out of the ds. I couldn't think at all. After four minutes, it finally stopped. It took three more minutes to gather up enough courage to face my ds. It was still there. The Deino that haunts my dreams still. The one with no head.

I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the sharpest knife I could find. Returning to my room, I picked up my ds, trying hard not to look at the screen, and popped out the game. I dropped the game on the floor and started hacking at it with the knife. It even started to ooze a reddish liquid. If that didn't make me think that the game was evil, I don't know what would. After I was sure that I destroyed it, and the floor looked like a blood bath, I turned back to my ds to see that it was blank. I set the ds down and went to the kitchen to clean up the mess. As I was about to turn on the sink, I saw it in the window. It wasn't gone. All of that was for nothing. So if the game wasn't the source, then it had to be something else. It had to be me. As I raised the knife I was holding, I thought about all the good I would be doing for everyone. No one would ever feel my pain again.

As soon as I had done it, I was surrounded by a white light. In front of me was the Deino, but he had a head. He was the most perfect Deino I had ever seen. He was jumping and running around, beckoning me to follow him further into the light. I gladly followed.

Deino and I are good friends now. He likes to play with me and we have so much fun. I even found out that he had done that because his old trainer had died, and he killed himself to become closer to him. Although, when he came here, his trainer was nowhere to be found. I still wonder about that sometimes. I guess some questions were never meant to be answered.