Because I will be a participant in this RP as well, here's my Sign-Up! A writing sample has not been included here because I'm guaranteed a spot in the RP anyway (and because you can see plenty of my writing in the descriptions, though it's not narrative writing).
Name: Littna
Species: Aipom
Gender: ♀ (She/Her)
Faction: Feulis-Dwellers
Island: Feulis
Moves: Sand Attack, Baton Pass, Fury Swipes, Ice Punch
Personality: Brash and stubborn, with a mischievous streak a mile wide, Littna is the polar opposite of the other citizens of Feulis. Where they are wise, dedicated, and noble, she is childish, careless, and hot-headed. But she does have one thing on her side - she’s got a razor-sharp cleverness that can work her out of the toughest of situations. But, she doesn’t always use this wit of hers for the benefit of others. Trickery, manipulation, and even sacrificing others... she’ll use her ingenuity to help her and only her, with no exceptions. Because of this, she is very self-centered, and will not budge unless she gets her way. And, to get her way, she’ll stoop very low.
Littna can be a bit of a control freak at times. She loves the feeling of being on top - being admired and listened to is something she craves constantly. She has a hard time winning over smarter Pokemon, but, thanks to her manipulation, she has managed to convince a few other Pokemon to help her out with her schemes. Her prime victim is Benji, a rather naive Linoone who she now has at her beck and call. Though her cunning smooth talk isn’t the extent of her skills, it’s definitely helped her weasel her way out of trouble more than once.
Her greatest talent? That’d be her tricks. Littna has a way with items and objects. Give her an ordinary everyday item, and I guarantee you she’ll be able to execute an ingenious prank with it quicker than you could ever believe. Her trusty tools have helped her get her way more times than she could count - on all three of her hands! Whether its because she managed to get her foe frozen, tied upside down, or covered in sap, she knows she can rely on her stash of tricks and traps. But, these unique devices don’t just help Littna when she’s terrorizing the island. They’re the secret to her prowess in battle. While she doesn’t have much in the way of raw power, her trickery can seriously mess with her foes’ plans. She can turn a disadvantage into an advantage before they even know it. She’s got plenty of tools she can use to help her out, that she’s proud to say she crafted herself, thank you very much. But her tools are a bit of a double-edged sword. While they can seriously trip up some foes, she relies just a bit too much on them, and a clever Pokemon that can see through her tricks will find that she can even fall easily to just one blow - if you can hit her, that is. Even though Littna’s pure power and defenses are nothing to write home about, she’s got both a quick mind and quick reflexes. So if you want to beat her, you’ll have to match her adrenaline-fueled speed - and watch where you step.
Oh, and watch out for her when she’s bored. The times when she’s just lying around, with no clue what to do? Those times are when her most wonderfully despicable plans pop into her head. The times when her victims don’t have any idea how she even came up with half the ideas for her devious tricks. And those are the times when wreaking havoc on the normally peaceful island of Feulis has never made her prouder.
Littna has the tendency to be just a little careless. Okay, maybe more than a little. She doesn’t really think about other Pokemons’ thoughts and feelings because, according to Littna, hers come first. Why should she care about the Feulis Island’s shrine to Celebi? She doesn’t believe in that Tauros shit. Why should she care about what the other Feulis Pokemon think of her? They’re all idiots. Unless it stands in the way of her and whatever her goal may be, Littna will just brush it aside. Because of this, she is quite childish. She will throw a tantrum if she doesn’t get her way, and may even kick and scream if you push her far enough. With her wild personality and quick temper, she’ll usually need a Pokemon or two there just to keep her under control.. Maybe even three.
Speaking of the citizens of Feulis, they are at the top of the list of things that infuriate Littna to no end. Their foolish allegiance to Celebi, their belief in those idiotic legends and lore, and that smartass second-in-command of the village. Littna would love nothing more than to get off that wretched island, away from her so-called “babysitters.” Legends are one thing that she can't stand in general. They're clearly all just nonsense dreamed up by fools, so why do other Pokemon follow them so blindly? A Pokemon that grants wishes? That's impossible! A Pokemon that controls time itself? No way! But she holds the deepest grudge towards Mew and Arceus, the very myths that are tearing the world apart. Why? Their very concept destroyed her beloved home, Lithulia. Though she hides it best she can, all she really wants is to return to her dear home, and she'd do anything to get back that humble island she loved so much.
It’s because of her anger towards the citizens of Feulis that she’s known all throughout the island as a naughty troublemaker - Littna still hasn’t recovered from the trauma of losing her home, and she blames it all on the Pokemon of Feulis. Littna doesn’t know any other way to cope with her distress than to take it out on the Pokemon who she believes took Lithulia away from her. Littna constantly starts conflicts and disturbances all across Feulis because she’s clinging desperately to the belief that, if she causes enough problems for the citizens of Feulis, they’ll have no choice but to take her back to her home - the home that no longer exists.
Though she’ll never admit it, even to herself, Littna is really just a lonely kid. Deep beneath her irritability, want for control, and manipulative tendencies exists a little girl who just wants to be happy again. Littna has such a deep desire to return back to her home that she’s in complete denial of the reality of her situation: her most powerful aspiration is to go to a place that has been wiped completely off the map - literally.
It’s no wonder that nearly everyone who knows Littna looks down upon her. She’s obnoxious, irritable, and stubborn. She’s loud, rambunctious, and won’t take no for an answer. And, most of all, her desire for control leads her to do terribly manipulative things. However, if someone is ever able to open Littna’s eyes, perhaps her brilliant mind will finally allow her to right her wrongs.
Littna can be a bit of a control freak at times. She loves the feeling of being on top - being admired and listened to is something she craves constantly. She has a hard time winning over smarter Pokemon, but, thanks to her manipulation, she has managed to convince a few other Pokemon to help her out with her schemes. Her prime victim is Benji, a rather naive Linoone who she now has at her beck and call. Though her cunning smooth talk isn’t the extent of her skills, it’s definitely helped her weasel her way out of trouble more than once.
Her greatest talent? That’d be her tricks. Littna has a way with items and objects. Give her an ordinary everyday item, and I guarantee you she’ll be able to execute an ingenious prank with it quicker than you could ever believe. Her trusty tools have helped her get her way more times than she could count - on all three of her hands! Whether its because she managed to get her foe frozen, tied upside down, or covered in sap, she knows she can rely on her stash of tricks and traps. But, these unique devices don’t just help Littna when she’s terrorizing the island. They’re the secret to her prowess in battle. While she doesn’t have much in the way of raw power, her trickery can seriously mess with her foes’ plans. She can turn a disadvantage into an advantage before they even know it. She’s got plenty of tools she can use to help her out, that she’s proud to say she crafted herself, thank you very much. But her tools are a bit of a double-edged sword. While they can seriously trip up some foes, she relies just a bit too much on them, and a clever Pokemon that can see through her tricks will find that she can even fall easily to just one blow - if you can hit her, that is. Even though Littna’s pure power and defenses are nothing to write home about, she’s got both a quick mind and quick reflexes. So if you want to beat her, you’ll have to match her adrenaline-fueled speed - and watch where you step.
Oh, and watch out for her when she’s bored. The times when she’s just lying around, with no clue what to do? Those times are when her most wonderfully despicable plans pop into her head. The times when her victims don’t have any idea how she even came up with half the ideas for her devious tricks. And those are the times when wreaking havoc on the normally peaceful island of Feulis has never made her prouder.
Littna has the tendency to be just a little careless. Okay, maybe more than a little. She doesn’t really think about other Pokemons’ thoughts and feelings because, according to Littna, hers come first. Why should she care about the Feulis Island’s shrine to Celebi? She doesn’t believe in that Tauros shit. Why should she care about what the other Feulis Pokemon think of her? They’re all idiots. Unless it stands in the way of her and whatever her goal may be, Littna will just brush it aside. Because of this, she is quite childish. She will throw a tantrum if she doesn’t get her way, and may even kick and scream if you push her far enough. With her wild personality and quick temper, she’ll usually need a Pokemon or two there just to keep her under control.. Maybe even three.
Speaking of the citizens of Feulis, they are at the top of the list of things that infuriate Littna to no end. Their foolish allegiance to Celebi, their belief in those idiotic legends and lore, and that smartass second-in-command of the village. Littna would love nothing more than to get off that wretched island, away from her so-called “babysitters.” Legends are one thing that she can't stand in general. They're clearly all just nonsense dreamed up by fools, so why do other Pokemon follow them so blindly? A Pokemon that grants wishes? That's impossible! A Pokemon that controls time itself? No way! But she holds the deepest grudge towards Mew and Arceus, the very myths that are tearing the world apart. Why? Their very concept destroyed her beloved home, Lithulia. Though she hides it best she can, all she really wants is to return to her dear home, and she'd do anything to get back that humble island she loved so much.
It’s because of her anger towards the citizens of Feulis that she’s known all throughout the island as a naughty troublemaker - Littna still hasn’t recovered from the trauma of losing her home, and she blames it all on the Pokemon of Feulis. Littna doesn’t know any other way to cope with her distress than to take it out on the Pokemon who she believes took Lithulia away from her. Littna constantly starts conflicts and disturbances all across Feulis because she’s clinging desperately to the belief that, if she causes enough problems for the citizens of Feulis, they’ll have no choice but to take her back to her home - the home that no longer exists.
Though she’ll never admit it, even to herself, Littna is really just a lonely kid. Deep beneath her irritability, want for control, and manipulative tendencies exists a little girl who just wants to be happy again. Littna has such a deep desire to return back to her home that she’s in complete denial of the reality of her situation: her most powerful aspiration is to go to a place that has been wiped completely off the map - literally.
It’s no wonder that nearly everyone who knows Littna looks down upon her. She’s obnoxious, irritable, and stubborn. She’s loud, rambunctious, and won’t take no for an answer. And, most of all, her desire for control leads her to do terribly manipulative things. However, if someone is ever able to open Littna’s eyes, perhaps her brilliant mind will finally allow her to right her wrongs.
History: Littna’s memory is more than a bit hazy. Some parts of her tale are unclear to even her, while others have been deleted completely. But as far as she knows, it all began with a simple story.
There was a time a few years back, in a small cottage right off the shore of a humble port town in Lithulia, when the young Littna lived alone with her dear mother. But, the little Aipom was in distress. Her Mother always seemed bothered by something, rarely speaking to her at all. All she ever did was stare out the window, day after day, hardly moving from her secluded place in the corner of the house. Littna didn't know what to do. Her mother was the only thing she'd ever known. She'd never seen her Father before, and every time she mentioned him, her Mother would only dodge her questions, leaving the poor Littna confused. But that all changed one day, when Littna's Mother brought to her a massive storybook.
Littna, wondering what the book's pages could possibly hold, eagerly asked her Mother what the story could be. Her mother only smiled and laughed, telling her it was a surprise. The tale told of a mystical dragon that ruled the sky, and its never ending battle with a strange creature from the depths of space. Their fight raged for eons and eons, and may have even gone on forever. But when Littna asked her mother who won the fight, she told the young child she would have to find out for herself.
This magical story was something beyond Littna's wildest dreams. She could only imagine what such awesome being could do. And that began Littna's unquenchable taste for adventure.
Once she became old enough to leave the house on her own, Littna made it her goal to explore every last nook and cranny of the island. She just knew that an amazing creature just had to be on the island somewhere, and she just knew she'd find it if she searched hard enough. Soon, she'd seen almost everything there was to see. She knew the riverbanks like the back of her hand (all three of them, that is), she could identify every last tree in each of the dense forests, and she could find her way easily over the island's steepest, tallest mountain - without any equipment. There was only one place she hadn't had the guts to investigate: the Spirit's Den.
A massive cavern resting at the heart of the island, the Spirit's Den was the one place she had been told to never set foot in. "Absolutely NOT," were the only two words her Mother had ever used to describe it, so the cave's dangers were still unknown to her. Now, if Littna hadn't been so ignorant to the fact that the Spirit's Den was known for winding passages nearly impossible to navigate, or that it was rumored to be filled with vengeful spirits hungry for life, she probably wouldn't have been so reckless. But, as far as Littna knew, it was just another place waiting to be conquered by Lithulia's greatest explorer. So, off she went.
As soon as she entered the deep cavern, she could immediately tell it was of a higher caliber than anywhere else she’d been. Even though she’d taken a light with her, she was utterly and completely lost, with each and every winding passageway seeming to lead to the exact same place. It was the first time she’d been willing to admit that she had no idea where she was. But, even though that was scary for the young Aipom, the most terrifying thing was that the cave was almost completely silent, with no signs of life anywhere. That is, except for a single bloodcurdling scream that echoed through the cavern every once in a while, making Littna’s spine shiver and her knees weak. She was starting to think this might have not been the best idea after all.
Time quickly began to pass, and Littna wasn’t even sure if it was minutes, hours, or weeks. She could do nothing but force herself to race along hallway after hallway, hoping one would finally lead to the exit. Even though she was Lithulia’s greatest explorer, she was downright terrified. She was tired, scared out of her wits, and her light had almost gone out completely. She didn’t even know if she could make it out alive, and she knew that if she did, she should listen to her Mother more often.
Suddenly, Littna heard a different noise. Not the scream that had been haunting her as she made her way through the corridors, but a distant howl. And suddenly, as of out of nowhere, a bright light filled the room, surprising the already horrified Aipom. When she came to her senses, she was face-to-face with a snarling Manectric, glaring at her with wild eyes. As it showed off rows of long, sharp, teeth, she was petrified by fear. She’d never seen anything so menacing. This was when her regrets were deeper than ever before. As it leaned closer, sparks crackling across its body, she prepared for the worst. But, that’s not what she got.
Before the Manectric could unleash its wrath upon the pathetic, sniveling Littna, a figure leapt in from behind, slashing at the formidable Pokemon with long, razor-sharp. The Manectric immediately dissipated, turning to dust as if it had never been there in the first place. She looked up, confused when there had been no impact, only to see that a Weavile had come to her rescue. Suddenly, everything faded around her. The caverns, the tunnels, they all disappeared. She was in a forest, the place she’d been before entering the labyrinth, and it all happened so fast.
The Weavile explained to her that she’d fallen into a trap. The Spirit’s Den was but an illusion, set up by vengeful spirits so they could drain the life force of hopeful explorers. Of course Littna couldn’t find her way out - there was no way out. The curious Aipom was brimming with questions. Where did that Manectric come from? Where did you come from? Why did you help me? But just as she was ready to spew out her list of inquiries, the Weavile gave her a single challenge: “I’m going to be staying here for a while, but I won’t always be in the same place. If you can find me, I just might tell you a few things.” And he sped off, not leaving even a trace behind.
Littna only had one thought in her head as she rushed home. That Weavile just had to be the coolest Pokemon she’d ever seen.
The next day, she’d made up her mind to become as awesome as he was. She just knew she could do it. She found him easily that day, having a map of the entire island in her head. And when she discovered his hiding place, he taught her a few tricks. Weavile wasn’t planning on spending too much time with the excitable Littna, but after she begged and begged to let him take her on as a student, he found that he simply couldn’t refuse. She managed to convince the loner to teach her some of his tricks, for both exploring and battling. She would never forget the most important thing he taught her - the key to winning battles isn’t strength, but rather, smarts. These outings were the highlight of her day - she soon had a number of tricks at her arsenal, perfect for tripping foes up. Though she managed to grow close to the Weavile, to this day she can’t quite remember his name.
But things can’t always end happily, unfortunately for Littna.
As the rumors about the portals spread further and further, more and more innocent citizens of Lithulia were being swallowed whole. Lives and land alike were being taken in rapid succession right before the horrified villagers’ eyes. Meanwhile, other armies were barging into Lithulia’s towns, trying to convince the stubborn Pokemon to pick a side - before their lives would be snuffed out for good. Finally, one of the southern towns was bombed by Destirae’s army. The intense pressure from both the neighboring armies and from the disastrous portals sent the Pokemon of Lithulia into frenzied chaos. Finally, this was when Littna’s mother put her foot down. She simply couldn’t have her darling daughter leave the house anymore.
Littna pleaded and protested, begging to see Weavile, but her mother was obstinate. It was dangerous outside! She wouldn’t let Littna have her life stripped away. All Littna was worried about was Weavile. He was a teacher, a friend, and in her eyes, a hero. What about his life? Finally, when she realized she simply couldn’t win, she gave her Mother the cold shoulder, refusing to speak to her for days on end.
And then, judgment day came.
When Littna woke up a few days later, she looked out the window to see a dark, distorted sky and could hear nothing but the wild screaming of Pokemon all around. Villagers were being devoured by a massive, inescapable, wall of portals, and that’s when Littna’s instinct kicked in. She ran as fast as she possibly could out of the house, right before it was destroyed behind her. Her overwhelming fear was all that was on her mind, and her body went into overdrive in response. Moving at speeds that even she didn’t know were possible, she raced towards the open sea. She had to escape. She had to. She couldn’t end up like the others. She couldn’t. That’s when she finally spotted a boat departed the island, with only a tiny handful of survivors on it. Some were crying. Some had their heads in their hands. Others just stared on silently, unable to take their eyes off of the disaster before them. But, at least they were alive. Littna sighed with relief as she climbed into the boat with the others. She was still scared, with every part of her body shaking with fear, but she was alive, and that’s what really mattered. But, just as the boat began to leave the shore, a sudden, horrified thought hit her.
Weavile wasn’t on the ship.
She scanned the boat again and again, searching the island with wide eyes. He was nowhere to be found. Where was he?! He had to be somewhere! He couldn’t just die! Even though the wall of impending doom was right before her, ready to guide her to the same fate that had been met by so many of the other Pokemon, she couldn’t stop looking. He just had to be alive. He just had to.
But before she could discover her savior’s fate, she was scooped up by her Mother, who restrained her with both tails. No matter how much she kicked, screamed, and cried, she just couldn’t escape her Mother’s iron grip. Just as the Pokemon on the ship sailed away, the island sank beneath the bobbing waves, right before her eyes. In that moment, that’s when the truth finally hit her.
Weavile was dead. He had to be.
Littna collapsed, weeping in her mother’s arms. She wailed and shouted for what felt like hours, refusing to believe it. She wanted so badly to see him again, to just go back and return to the past, but, in the back of her mind, she knew it was simply impossible. Littna was just a young, innocent child. She’d never experienced death before. She had no idea just how utterly painful it could be.
Weeks later, when the ship finally reached the shore of Feulis, she was bitter with regret. She discovered a deep hatred for the Pokemon spoken of in legends, choosing to believe that it was the Pokemons’ belief in those stupid legends that had destroyed her home. She refused to eat, wouldn’t talk to anyone, and remained in solitude for weeks. Then, finally a plan dawned on her. It was a twisted plan, with constructed with unbelievable, impossible but in her screwed-up, still grief-stricken mind, it made perfect sense to her.
If she tormented the villagers enough, maybe they would let her go. Maybe, just maybe, she could go back to Lithulia - just the way it was before. That belief is what has driven her to continue. With her master’s teachings, she would return everything to how it was before. No matter what it took.
There was a time a few years back, in a small cottage right off the shore of a humble port town in Lithulia, when the young Littna lived alone with her dear mother. But, the little Aipom was in distress. Her Mother always seemed bothered by something, rarely speaking to her at all. All she ever did was stare out the window, day after day, hardly moving from her secluded place in the corner of the house. Littna didn't know what to do. Her mother was the only thing she'd ever known. She'd never seen her Father before, and every time she mentioned him, her Mother would only dodge her questions, leaving the poor Littna confused. But that all changed one day, when Littna's Mother brought to her a massive storybook.
Littna, wondering what the book's pages could possibly hold, eagerly asked her Mother what the story could be. Her mother only smiled and laughed, telling her it was a surprise. The tale told of a mystical dragon that ruled the sky, and its never ending battle with a strange creature from the depths of space. Their fight raged for eons and eons, and may have even gone on forever. But when Littna asked her mother who won the fight, she told the young child she would have to find out for herself.
This magical story was something beyond Littna's wildest dreams. She could only imagine what such awesome being could do. And that began Littna's unquenchable taste for adventure.
Once she became old enough to leave the house on her own, Littna made it her goal to explore every last nook and cranny of the island. She just knew that an amazing creature just had to be on the island somewhere, and she just knew she'd find it if she searched hard enough. Soon, she'd seen almost everything there was to see. She knew the riverbanks like the back of her hand (all three of them, that is), she could identify every last tree in each of the dense forests, and she could find her way easily over the island's steepest, tallest mountain - without any equipment. There was only one place she hadn't had the guts to investigate: the Spirit's Den.
A massive cavern resting at the heart of the island, the Spirit's Den was the one place she had been told to never set foot in. "Absolutely NOT," were the only two words her Mother had ever used to describe it, so the cave's dangers were still unknown to her. Now, if Littna hadn't been so ignorant to the fact that the Spirit's Den was known for winding passages nearly impossible to navigate, or that it was rumored to be filled with vengeful spirits hungry for life, she probably wouldn't have been so reckless. But, as far as Littna knew, it was just another place waiting to be conquered by Lithulia's greatest explorer. So, off she went.
As soon as she entered the deep cavern, she could immediately tell it was of a higher caliber than anywhere else she’d been. Even though she’d taken a light with her, she was utterly and completely lost, with each and every winding passageway seeming to lead to the exact same place. It was the first time she’d been willing to admit that she had no idea where she was. But, even though that was scary for the young Aipom, the most terrifying thing was that the cave was almost completely silent, with no signs of life anywhere. That is, except for a single bloodcurdling scream that echoed through the cavern every once in a while, making Littna’s spine shiver and her knees weak. She was starting to think this might have not been the best idea after all.
Time quickly began to pass, and Littna wasn’t even sure if it was minutes, hours, or weeks. She could do nothing but force herself to race along hallway after hallway, hoping one would finally lead to the exit. Even though she was Lithulia’s greatest explorer, she was downright terrified. She was tired, scared out of her wits, and her light had almost gone out completely. She didn’t even know if she could make it out alive, and she knew that if she did, she should listen to her Mother more often.
Suddenly, Littna heard a different noise. Not the scream that had been haunting her as she made her way through the corridors, but a distant howl. And suddenly, as of out of nowhere, a bright light filled the room, surprising the already horrified Aipom. When she came to her senses, she was face-to-face with a snarling Manectric, glaring at her with wild eyes. As it showed off rows of long, sharp, teeth, she was petrified by fear. She’d never seen anything so menacing. This was when her regrets were deeper than ever before. As it leaned closer, sparks crackling across its body, she prepared for the worst. But, that’s not what she got.
Before the Manectric could unleash its wrath upon the pathetic, sniveling Littna, a figure leapt in from behind, slashing at the formidable Pokemon with long, razor-sharp. The Manectric immediately dissipated, turning to dust as if it had never been there in the first place. She looked up, confused when there had been no impact, only to see that a Weavile had come to her rescue. Suddenly, everything faded around her. The caverns, the tunnels, they all disappeared. She was in a forest, the place she’d been before entering the labyrinth, and it all happened so fast.
The Weavile explained to her that she’d fallen into a trap. The Spirit’s Den was but an illusion, set up by vengeful spirits so they could drain the life force of hopeful explorers. Of course Littna couldn’t find her way out - there was no way out. The curious Aipom was brimming with questions. Where did that Manectric come from? Where did you come from? Why did you help me? But just as she was ready to spew out her list of inquiries, the Weavile gave her a single challenge: “I’m going to be staying here for a while, but I won’t always be in the same place. If you can find me, I just might tell you a few things.” And he sped off, not leaving even a trace behind.
Littna only had one thought in her head as she rushed home. That Weavile just had to be the coolest Pokemon she’d ever seen.
The next day, she’d made up her mind to become as awesome as he was. She just knew she could do it. She found him easily that day, having a map of the entire island in her head. And when she discovered his hiding place, he taught her a few tricks. Weavile wasn’t planning on spending too much time with the excitable Littna, but after she begged and begged to let him take her on as a student, he found that he simply couldn’t refuse. She managed to convince the loner to teach her some of his tricks, for both exploring and battling. She would never forget the most important thing he taught her - the key to winning battles isn’t strength, but rather, smarts. These outings were the highlight of her day - she soon had a number of tricks at her arsenal, perfect for tripping foes up. Though she managed to grow close to the Weavile, to this day she can’t quite remember his name.
But things can’t always end happily, unfortunately for Littna.
As the rumors about the portals spread further and further, more and more innocent citizens of Lithulia were being swallowed whole. Lives and land alike were being taken in rapid succession right before the horrified villagers’ eyes. Meanwhile, other armies were barging into Lithulia’s towns, trying to convince the stubborn Pokemon to pick a side - before their lives would be snuffed out for good. Finally, one of the southern towns was bombed by Destirae’s army. The intense pressure from both the neighboring armies and from the disastrous portals sent the Pokemon of Lithulia into frenzied chaos. Finally, this was when Littna’s mother put her foot down. She simply couldn’t have her darling daughter leave the house anymore.
Littna pleaded and protested, begging to see Weavile, but her mother was obstinate. It was dangerous outside! She wouldn’t let Littna have her life stripped away. All Littna was worried about was Weavile. He was a teacher, a friend, and in her eyes, a hero. What about his life? Finally, when she realized she simply couldn’t win, she gave her Mother the cold shoulder, refusing to speak to her for days on end.
And then, judgment day came.
When Littna woke up a few days later, she looked out the window to see a dark, distorted sky and could hear nothing but the wild screaming of Pokemon all around. Villagers were being devoured by a massive, inescapable, wall of portals, and that’s when Littna’s instinct kicked in. She ran as fast as she possibly could out of the house, right before it was destroyed behind her. Her overwhelming fear was all that was on her mind, and her body went into overdrive in response. Moving at speeds that even she didn’t know were possible, she raced towards the open sea. She had to escape. She had to. She couldn’t end up like the others. She couldn’t. That’s when she finally spotted a boat departed the island, with only a tiny handful of survivors on it. Some were crying. Some had their heads in their hands. Others just stared on silently, unable to take their eyes off of the disaster before them. But, at least they were alive. Littna sighed with relief as she climbed into the boat with the others. She was still scared, with every part of her body shaking with fear, but she was alive, and that’s what really mattered. But, just as the boat began to leave the shore, a sudden, horrified thought hit her.
Weavile wasn’t on the ship.
She scanned the boat again and again, searching the island with wide eyes. He was nowhere to be found. Where was he?! He had to be somewhere! He couldn’t just die! Even though the wall of impending doom was right before her, ready to guide her to the same fate that had been met by so many of the other Pokemon, she couldn’t stop looking. He just had to be alive. He just had to.
But before she could discover her savior’s fate, she was scooped up by her Mother, who restrained her with both tails. No matter how much she kicked, screamed, and cried, she just couldn’t escape her Mother’s iron grip. Just as the Pokemon on the ship sailed away, the island sank beneath the bobbing waves, right before her eyes. In that moment, that’s when the truth finally hit her.
Weavile was dead. He had to be.
Littna collapsed, weeping in her mother’s arms. She wailed and shouted for what felt like hours, refusing to believe it. She wanted so badly to see him again, to just go back and return to the past, but, in the back of her mind, she knew it was simply impossible. Littna was just a young, innocent child. She’d never experienced death before. She had no idea just how utterly painful it could be.
Weeks later, when the ship finally reached the shore of Feulis, she was bitter with regret. She discovered a deep hatred for the Pokemon spoken of in legends, choosing to believe that it was the Pokemons’ belief in those stupid legends that had destroyed her home. She refused to eat, wouldn’t talk to anyone, and remained in solitude for weeks. Then, finally a plan dawned on her. It was a twisted plan, with constructed with unbelievable, impossible but in her screwed-up, still grief-stricken mind, it made perfect sense to her.
If she tormented the villagers enough, maybe they would let her go. Maybe, just maybe, she could go back to Lithulia - just the way it was before. That belief is what has driven her to continue. With her master’s teachings, she would return everything to how it was before. No matter what it took.
Other: Weavile was the Pokemon who taught her Ice Punch.
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