ZoranaDragon's Literatures
Silver gets angry at a tent.
Minor injuries to a claw.
Lots of f-bombs in the beginning, as well as other curses. The boy is mad.
Weavile stands, turning around and growling at something behind the rock. A metallic mask looks around from the other side, before stepping back a bit, returning Weavile’s growling.
“Weavile, stop…” Silver gets up and walks to the strange Pokémon, who begins to calm when the dark type quiets down. “Hi there… Are you alright…?”
The calls keep a hold of him...
𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙈𝙀 𝙎𝙄𝙇𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙊!
Silver finds himself standing in front of the resort ruins, staring at a green wormhole, the bolts leading directly into it.
𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙊 𝙊𝙁 𝙄𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙎!
Someone jumps off a building but not for self murder.
Also Silver uses curse words.
The air was a bit too warm for this time of year… In fact, the wind was bringing the rise in temperature, which was just a slight breeze a moment ago. A gust snatches the feather out of Silver’s hand, just before it flashes in a rainbow of color. The light shoots into the sky before forming an arc behind him. He stands, spinning around just as Noibat takes off after the feather.
“Silver… One of the chosen few… Now face me in battle Rainbow Hero! Prove yourself worthy of my alliance!”