Writing Horror in Pokemon

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Prompt 1 Blood Soaked Crescent:
I know we should have been more careful. We were already playing with fire when we attempted experimentation on a pokemon as dangerous as Salamence. I should have listened to the officials telling us not to do this...if not I should have listened to the screams of the salamence that we tormented. The experiments were going as planned until...until the end. It struggled to escape before but in a second that struggle was no more. The experiment was a success, salamence was capable of mega evolution. I realize now it’s not a matter of could we...but should we.

In a second I watched as this thing flew through the walls of the laboratory to escape...but that's not all. Every scientist on the ground floor conducting the experiments had died. Cut straight in half as the creature tore through all of them with blinding speed in one motion. I was watching from above. I saw the brutality of it all. Their lives ended in one swift motion. No final words, no goodbyes. They didn’t even see it coming. 

Salamence is still out there. I need to find it and put a stop to any further destruction. It's my fault and I may have just unleashed a terrifying beast onto the world. I know it’ll probably end in my death but I must. Seeing what it has done I've come up with a name for it. I call it...The blood soaked crescent.

Prompt 2 A Yamask's Tale:
My life was cut short when I was really young yet I still wander this earth not as a human anymore but as a Pokémon. I still occasionally visit the family that cared for me when i was alive but these days it seems that they don’t even think about me anymore. Did they ever care about me? It seems like it but if so how could they just forget I was even here. They used to grieve. They used to cry, they used to hold each other close as they talked about how they missed me. I just don’t understand. How could they move on when I clearly haven’t?

Prompt 3 Litwick's Light:
Today in the tower I saw something weird. A little girl was wandering the graveyards and crying. She was calling out for her mommy and daddy but no one could hear her call. Then I had a sudden realization. I went up to her, at first she was scared but I quickly showed myself to be a friendly pokemon. She quickly warmed up to me. She felt safe and happy I even made her warm with my fire that night. She talked about wanting to introduce me to her mom and dad. She says maybe I could be her pokemon if her parents say yes… she has always wanted a pet.

It’s a shame she doesn’t know.

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