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"N-no…this can't…" I took a step back, eyes widened in terror. Pools of blood splattered on the floor, staining my mother's clean, smooth face. Her body has gashes in every single place imaginable; her eyes were wide open as if she was still alive. Tears freely streamed down my face as I trembled in fear. But I had no clue that there was someone behind me.
"She was my mother first…” The voice whispered. I jumped, jerking myself around to face the source. Why? I wanted to ask, but my voice seemed to disappear.
"W-what did you…W-why..?" I managed to stammer. The figure wore clothes similar to mine, though it had its differences. Most of all, the jacket was colored a crimson red. He pulled out a Pokeball, and I stood there, bewildered. What was he planning to do? He smirked, and I found myself sprinting for my life through the halls. I knew my time was over, but I couldn't let myself go down unheard.
But the last thing I saw was the crimson pools of blood freely pouring out of my torso.
"Now you'll be forgotten like I was."

--Kanto News--

Reports of a murder in Pallet Town have been found; a family of a mother and son were found inside their home at 3:19 P.M today. No suspects have been found responsible for this crime. The only evidence found was a message -- seemingly scrawled by the son -- written in blood. The message read:
"She's mine now."
--End of Report--

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"N-no…this can't…" I took a step back, eyes widened in terror. Pools of blood splattered on the floor, staining my mother's clean, smooth face. Her body has gashes in every single place imaginable; her eyes were wide open as if she was still alive. Tears freely streamed down my face as I trembled in fear. But I had no clue that there was someone behind me.
"She was my mother first…” The voice whispered. I jumped, jerking myself around to face the source. Why? I wanted to ask, but my voice seemed to disappear.
"W-what did you…W-why..?" I managed to stammer. The figure wore clothes similar to mine, though it had its differences. Most of all, the jacket was colored a crimson red. He pulled out a Pokeball, and I stood there, bewildered. What was he planning to do? He smirked, and I found myself sprinting for my life through the halls. I knew my time was over, but I couldn't let myself go down unheard.
But the last thing I saw was the crimson pools of blood freely pouring out of my torso.
"Now you'll be forgotten like I was."

--Kanto News--

Reports of a murder in Pallet Town have been found; a family of a mother and son were found inside their home at 3:19 P.M today. No suspects have been found responsible for this crime. The only evidence found was a message -- seemingly scrawled by the son -- written in blood. The message read:
"She's mine now."
--End of Report--