NidoChar.txt
This is merely a sample of my non-pornsy writing and I could probably have done better in places *chuckles*. This will go on to have porn in it by tomorrow, but I just wanted to get a lil sample out nice and quick XD. If you don't know the characters, enter their scecies into www.e621.net or even try sofurry! Anyway, enjoy the SAMPLE =3
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The one without a home, the orange dragon.
Scouring the skies, visiting the meadows, forests and lakes. Across the land, the shadows of his wings left various marks. Where he'd been. Where he'd go. People he met....people he'd meet.
All a grand and marvelous journey, but unfortunately, for naught.
The Charizard was in search of his missing trainer.
Without limits, without taboos, the drake would continue his journey until his wings fell off.
His trainer was shoved off a bridge. The charizard's pokeball hit the railing and broke so he could get out from it before he fell in the river.
Unfortunately, even if he knew what was going on right away, his tailflame would prevent him from helping the trainer. But he never surfaced. Perhaps he was swept away? carried by the tides to a happier place?
And...was his fall and accident to begin with? Were cruel hearts with black intentions the cause?
He didn't know, or care. But his trainer took good care of him when everyone else shunned him. This one was blind to one eye and had a small cut-type scar across his right cheek. A fighter in more ways than one..
One fateful day the Char was flying across a new continent's forest, hoping that his trainer simply kept training without realizing he was gone...still living his dream maybe.
He heard a brief, thunderous noise and was greeted by a flash and then a hard impact. It seems two weirdoes with two pokemon got blasted into him.
He didn't see it coming in the least and as he lost consciousness, he only heard "TEAM ROCKET IS BLATING OFF AGAIN!".
By the time he crashed on the ground, he was already unconscious. His mind dropping back to those sweet, peaceful days when his trainer would always pet him for doing well, or give him something shiny. He wasn't smart and he wasn't stupid...but he sure liked shiny. It made him feel important...
In his dream, in this specific dream..the two were on a grassy plain with some of the other pokemon. But he wasn't freshly caught like the rest. No. The Charizard was once a Charmander, found and taken in by the trainer. The large dragon would be on his back, relaxing in the sunlight. On his neck was a light brown collar with golden rims and some aquamarine studs. A lil plate on it told the world who his owner was.
He was so proud of it too. If he got lost he could easily go back...or so he thought...never in his mind did it occur that the journey he's on right now would be so long and painful. IN that one dream, it was all a sweet, sunny glitter. With the gentle caress of the wind...for the moment, he was safe. He was happy. Seeing his trainer coach the newly caught pokemon and play with them. He didn't mind - he knew he was the one the trainer loved the most.
Finally, the trainer turned and would be moving closer in his dream. A hug from the one who saved his life. He missed it, after so many long weeks and months now... but before he could dive back into that familiar, soothing feeling, he was awoken by a splash of water on his face!
"NGRHH?!" He popped up, looking around. He was at the end of a fairly long mark on the ground. Seems he skid quite a while after crashing. Looking up over his head, he saw a nidoking standing above him - he splashed his tail into the water to wake the dragon up. "Uhhh...where am I ?" he would say - not even really at his senses yet.
The Nidoking answered him with a relieved look "Oh...uhm, you're in a place called Destiny Point". The drake set himself up and let out a groan. "Ow...must have been a pretty fall", he chuckled. The nido shook his head, "I didn't see it but you're okay, so..."
"Oh! Thanks for waking me up, I- I have to go", the dragon then slowly got up, a tad dizzy from the fall. "Oh no, you can't do that yet! You broke a wing!" the Nido exclaimed, pointing at a really, really screwed up looking left wing. The charizard looked with surprise - he felt absolutely nothing! No pain, discomfort or unusual sensations...
But upon trying to move the wing in question, pain struck him . He cringed a little...unable to fly for the moment. "Ugh! But I have to go..." , he exclaimed in frustration. The Nido stopped him "Easy. A Nurse taught me how to heal up wounds, I can help you get better". Curiously enough, the Nidoking had a strap-on pouch on his front for mostly emergency medical supplies. Attached to the strap was a mortar and pestle, no doubt for grinding up medicinal herbs and mixing ingredients. An odd one indeed...
"Hun..Nurse Nidoking? How'd that happen?" The Charizard smiled a bit, trying to take his mind off the now quite searing pain in his wing. And it was a genuine rarity to see such a thing of course. "Well...." the purple creature started. "I was found badly injured, and with my memory gone. Joy found me. She is a nurse, and always helps us pokon feel better. Good or bad, she says 'Health is for everyone!' so...".
The charizard nodded slowly "I see" .
"I ...had to come out here to the forest for a while. Gather some herbs and plants for my medicine. But I like it here so much that I built a little cabin of sorts not far out. I hate the pokeball...it's wrong for me", he said; looking uncomfortable. "I understand", came the reply from the drake. "It's not for everyone, I suppose".
The Nido nodded and tilted his head slightly. "So um..that eye of yours...did you..lose that just now?" he asked, trying to be cautious and respectful about it. The Char waved a paw and shook his head slightly "Ugh, no. It was a long, long time ago", he sighed wistfully. "But let's...get to that cabin of yours please?" He groaned. The longer he was conscious the more it hurt, it seemed! "S-sure, sorry.." The Nido took the right side of the dragon and supported his weight, walking him towards the wooden log cabin that was just over a few hills, in the middle of a massive garden filled with all sorts of medicinal herbs and otherwise pretty looking flowers.
Inside, the charizard was placed down unto a human-made sofa. That is, until it clicked and he fell on his back over what was now an opened futon! "OW!" He exclaimed in agony.
"Sorry! You're um...big...ya know" The Nido blushed apologetically, forgetting to factor in that, yes, the charizard was quite big and it might be more than what the futon could take. Though it was odd for it to open that way instead of, say, crumble or break...
"Ne-ow-nevermind just please do something about this pain so I can go..." He said, still so very hasty. The Nido reached inside of his pouch and pulled out a few smaller vials and glass tubes. "I'll try", he began. "But I never actually treated a pokon yet before, just practicing..." The dragon chuckled in pain at hearing that.
"Well, it either hurts for weeks or you make it go away. Can't make it worse..." he pauses and looks worried for a brief moment. "...uhhh...can you?"
"I, uh!" the Nido pauses, swallowing nervously. "DoN't...think so..."
The few awkward seconds after were broken by a resigning sigh from the charizard. "Oh well, go ahead", he said. A shy nod later, the Nidoking was applying a mixture of herbs very carefully unto the sensitive, broken wing. An occasional growl or hiss came from the drake as the pain spiked. In this case , it was good - the medicine was forcing the body to heal faster. Primarily through the small cuts from his "landing" earlier.
"Okay, almost done with this. I'll go and get some wood and gauze. Don't move your wing after I put it on okay?" He looks down at the poor Charizard. He was passed out again. But he was simply tired this time. He looked so cute and peaceful, sprawled out on his back like that, the pain in his wing temporarily gone as he descends back into dream land once more. "Heh, don't worry. I'll take care of you", the Nido says whilst tucking the poor orange dragon in. "You just rest up".