Second Chances part 2 Pokemon Transformation story by corbynprower, literature
Literature
Second Chances part 2 Pokemon Transformation story
Corbyn opened his eyes. It seems he was surrounded by the darkness.
"I must be dead... aren’t I?" he says to himself with a laugh of this is how his life would come to an end. But something got his attention as he suddenly felt he was able to stand on some invisible surface below him. He stood up and went over to the small light. He saw as it grew brighter as he came closer to it.
"You poor soul. How your light was burned out so suddenly, but yet I feel you still have the fire to live inside of you. It has been such a long time since I met such a bright soul. I wish to help you young one and give you a second chance." the calming voice
In an alternate universe, where humans and Pokémon coexist together, a story is about to unfold of a student of a day that happened within his high school.
Corbyn was doing his studies and school work till the school bell rang, claiming the end of the school day. As he got up and packed up his things and started to walk out of the classroom, he saw a few others walking over to the other wing of the school. His curiosity got the best of him and he decided to follow them, hoping they were not up to ruining anything.
He found them shortly after, peeking into one of the swimming pool area windows.
"Hey! What are you three up to?" he says.
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Corbyn was relaxing at his home, reading a book. He held it with one paw as he used his magic to slowly turned the pages. He then heard a knock from his door, so he got up to get it.
It was Chris Bondie, his Kitsune brother. His three tails wagged happily behind him, which meant he must have something to say.
"Hello there, bro! How are you this fine day? May I enter?" he asked.
Corbyn let him inside.
They both went to the couch to have a seat.
"Well I wanted to show this to you." he said as he pulled out a bottle with some kind of label on it. It reads ‘Reindeer Dust.’
"I found it while I was shopping around for gifts and such fo
One day, in the School's Library was Corbyn, studying. He was one with very few friends and as such, was seen by himself, staying quiet in class. The others never really said much to him but there was one person who spoke to him, named Rick.
"Hey Corbyn. What you doing here?" Rick said, as he closed Corbyn's study book. "I need a favor of you. I need you to come with me."
Corbyn looked to him with a concern look. "What’s the matter?" he asked him.
"Well, I need to get into the storage area of the Chocobo Express building. They gave me the wrong item and I want to get the one it was supposed to have."
As Rick grabbed on to Corbyn's arm a