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''' Pok ' é ' mon Lost Silver: The Full Story '''

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*DISCLAIMER* Chapters 2 & 3 are a first-person retelling of the popular creepypasta “Lost Silver”. Not a lot of details are changed and it still follows the same storyline, I just changed it to work in first-person. I could not find out who wrote the original one, but you can go to the creepypasta wiki to read the original. I do not under any circumstances, claim to own the story or plan to “steal” the popularity of the original, just to retell it in a different way. Now that Copyright’s out of the way, let’s get started.



Original Story: http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_Lost_Silver

(2 years after the adventures of Red in Kanto, 2 months after the events in Lost Silver)



 Chapter 1: The Adventures of Gold

My name is Gold, an unusual name, I know. I am the best Pokémon trainer there is, not to brag, I’m just straight better than you, just saying. My mom and I moved a lot because she can’t find a job, I Pokémon battled to feed us. The problem was I was too good at it. I’d beaten the Pokémon League in all of the areas we had been to, no one wanted to lose to me anymore so I couldn’t feed us, so we moved. We first lived in Sinnoh, then Hoenn, and then finally Kanto. Soon we would move to Johto.

             See, I’m not writing this journal under normal circumstances, I’m dead, there, I said it, and I died in Johto. (Author’s Note: In Pokémon G/S/C/HG/SS you play as Ethan, not Gold.) I suppose now you want to know how I died, hehe, it’s a long and creepy story that I haven’t told yet, prepare to learn the backstory to Lost Silver.



(Two weeks before Lost Silver)



             “Gold, come here and unpack your boxes, and quickly, Professor Elm, our neighbor wanted to see you,” that was my mom right after we got to Johto in our new home, New Bark Town. After unpacking I went to visit Professor Elm and he told me, “I have heard about you, Gold, and I want to give you a Pokémon!”

             “But I already have like, 6”

             “These Pokémon are special, I’m sure you will want one.”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “Okay, which ones are they?”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “Cyndaquil, Totodile, and Chikorita, take your pick!”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “I’ll take Chikorita.”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “A great choice, you will do great, I can tell.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">So I left with my team, with Chikorita a new addition. Bulbasaur, Chikorita, Dratini, Tailow, Skarmory, and Geodude. What, did you expect me to have a completely boss team? No, mom makes me start like everyone else in a new region, with weak Pokémon. Where do you think that wimp Red got his Pokémon, they were my Kanto team, that idiot can’t train at all. Anyway, I left for Cherrygrove City and met an old man that tried to show me the basics of being a trainer, but I refused, it went something like this:

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“Hello, you’re a rookie, I can tell!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“Umm, no, I can ma-“

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“No, no, I’ll show you.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“Okay, whatever.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“So this is the Pokémon Center, they heal Pok-“

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“Yeah, I know, that’s what I was trying to tell you!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">“Oh, well, okay.”

<p class="MsoNormal">             So, then I went on my way when the phone rang, “Hi, this is Professor Elm, I was wondering if you could run an errand for me, I have this friend, Mr. Pokémon, that specializes in Pokémon Eggs, he has made a new discovery from Hoenn. I was wondering if you could pick it up and take care of it, eggs have to be taken care of by trainers to hatch.”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “Sure I’ll try.” I never planned on taking care of the dumb egg, but I’d reassure him that I would. On my way I found a strange house, inside was a man that gave me a berry pouch, which I threw away as soon as I got outside because I thought it was useless. I kept walking and saw the house Professor Elm was talking about. I walked inside the house and was in a lab-like room with shelves and a desk with a computer and a middle-aged man siting at the desk, someone else occupied the other room. The man walked over to me and handed me an egg and said “Hi, Professor Elm told me about you, you’re Gold, I have a present for you, an egg!” He held up a mediocre looking egg and said, “I also have a friend that wants to meet you.” Then Professor Oak walked in from the other room.

<p class="MsoNormal">             “Gold, long time, no see, how are you acclimating to Johto?”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “It’s fine.”

<p class="MsoNormal">             “I’d like you to have your old Pok édex back.”

<p class="MsoNormal">             I accepted the Pok é dex and went on my way, since I had the Hidden Machine (HM) Cut, I cut the tree near Mr. Pokémon’s house and kept walking. I accidentally walked into the Line Of Sight of one of the weak bug trainers; I beat him and earned 120 Pok é dollars. So it continued until I reached Violet City, where I healed my Pok é mon. I talked to a man in the Pok é mon Center about where to go next and he said, “Go to the Sprout Tower and beat the sages and the elder to unlock the gym.” I went to the Sprout Tower, but there were no people, contradicting what the man had told me. I climbed the tower. When I got to the elder there was a strange red-haired kid battling him, the kid left after winning and I was next. I walked up to the elder and easily won. The strange part happened when I was exiting the tower, on the ground floor a man approached me and told me about a secret room under the tower. I explored a neglected corner of the tower and I fell through the floor into a closed off room with only a support beam in the middle of the room…

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<p class="MsoNormal">             Now you know the backstory of my adventure and now you notice that there is still a lot of writing left. I’m not done with the story, I haven’t died yet… at least, in the story I haven’t… Now let’s get on with the retelling, shall we?

<p class="MsoNormal">             When I checked my Pok é mon and saw that all of them but one were replaced by Unown spelling L-E-A-V-E. The other Pok é mon was a Cyndaquil named “Hurry!” that knew Flash for some reason. I quickly spotted a ladder running down the backside of the support beam, I climbed down into a large, dimly lit cavern with a grey path leading a long way into the distance, I walked down that path seeing no other path. Once I got to other end of the hall and heard a raspy voice that said, “Turn Back, NOW!” I yelled NO despite not knowing where the voice came from. I was suddenly teleported somewhere new. While being teleported three strange things happened. First, the Cyndaquil, Hurry, fainted despite having no status ailments, then he disappeared and was replaced by another Unown. The third thing was the strangest of all; I felt a heart-wrenching pain in my waist and passed out. When I woke I was floating, yes I was floating but not because I was any taller, no my head was at its normal 5’ 9” height, my legs were missing! I could still move like they were still there, though. That was the pain I felt earlier. The next thing I did was I checked my Pok é mon for the 6th Unown; sure enough it was there. The Unown spelled H-E D-I-E-D, obviously referring to the Cyndaquil that fainted earlier, I knew Pok é mon died, I found that out in Lavender Town. Next, I took inventory of my surroundings; I was in a small room where there was no exit.

<p class="MsoNormal">             The next thing happened very suddenly. I was teleported again and felt another searing pain, this time in my arms. When I came to my senses I noticed my arms were now gone along with my legs! The Unown in my party now said D-Y-I-N-G and the last Pok é mon was a half-Celebi, yes a half-Celebi! I walked down the red hallway I was in, I was so freaked out I wanted to scream. There were ghosts lined up along the sides of the hall. I got to the end of this hall and found that weakling, Red; I talked to him to figure out what the heck was going on and he wanted to battle. He only had an lvl 255 Pikachu, despite me giving him 6 Pok é mon and the max level being 100.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Pikachu used Curse!

<p class="MsoNormal">I wasn’t even sure that was possible, but I was beyond caring at this point.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Celebi used Perish Song!

<p class="MsoNormal">Despite me not doing anything the half-Celebi used the move.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Pikachu used Flail, which did surprisingly low damage.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Celebi used Perish Song! But it failed!

<p class="MsoNormal">             Pikachu used Frustration!

<p class="MsoNormal">This move knocked Celebi down to 10-HP

<p class="MsoNormal">             Celebi used Pain-Split!

<p class="MsoNormal">This was odd because Celebi didn’t know Pain-Split, but it brought each Pok é mon to about 150 HP.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Pikachu used Mean Look!

<p class="MsoNormal">Since Perish Count took effect, the half-Celebi fainted, but a voice said, “Celebi died”

<p class="MsoNormal">             Then despite the four attack limit and Perish Song Pikachu used one final move:

<p class="MsoNormal">             Pikachu used Destiny Bond!

<p class="MsoNormal">Then I heard another voice “He died!”

<p class="MsoNormal">When the battle ended I got teleported, but as I teleported a knife flew out of nowhere and Red died, then I felt a seriously terrible pain in my neck…

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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;text-indent:.5in"> Chapter 3: Inevitable Death

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in">As you can tell, I’m not done. This is the part, as you can probably guess, as I did, where I died, but the story continues, oddly not the weirdest part of that day…

<p class="MsoNormal">             I took inventory after I regained my senses; I looked down and was almost knocked out by the shock. I was a floating head? “I’m dead?!” I shouted to no one in particular. I checked my Pok émon, as them changing had become a reoccurring thing. They spelled N-O M-O-R-E, by this point I was so freaked I actually would have crapped my pants, if I had had pants or a body to do it. I was back at my new house, I walked downstairs, but mom wasn’t there, I walked downward out the door but tumbled into a void I landed on a weird white platform in the middle of the void, I couldn’t see anything but that platform. Then I saw the weirdest part, which in itself was weird considering all the things that were happening to me, I saw myself, my whole self, I talked to myself, again weirdest part, and my twin said “Goodbye, forever…” Then a Pokémon I didn’t even have: ???, used Nightmare, at this point I didn’t deny its possibility. Then I appeared in a black room where I was invisible. My Pokémon, all Unowns, now read I-M D-E-A-D. I figured out where I was when a voice, obviously struggling for its last breaths said, “Rest in peace…”

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<p class="MsoNormal"> (2 months after Lost Silver)

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"> Now I sit here in the afterlife, writing this story, I’m going to leave it on earth for someone to pick up and read. I now know something so memorable that no one on earth should go without knowing, I was a young trainer, and even though I collected so many badges I would too die, just like everyone else, my legacy forgotten by the next generation of people. I won’t tell what the afterlife looks like, or even what religion or idea it resembles, but I like it here, I can Pokémon battle as long as I want…

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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center">A word from the author: Moral: Never trust a man that tells you about a secret room in an unknown tower, it’s just… sketchy. But, seriously, if you’re reading this, thanks for supporting my first-person take on the popular creepypasta: Lost Silver. I wrote this all in two days, and it was hard to do, so thanks to all you Pok é mon fans out there and even all the non-fans that enjoyed this, once again I do not own the story Lost Silver, I just adapted it to fit in first-person, do not say that I stole it, that is not my intention.

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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center">Chapter 1: NightSlasher324 – The Adventures of Gold

<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center">Chapters 2 & 3: Retelling of the creepypasta: Lost Silver, on the creepypasta wiki

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