(Drawn today August 13th, so I found my copy of Pokemon Black 2 and it lead me to think of my old Pokemon OCs that absolutely sucked, yet again that was 2015 and everything before 2017 is just not to be spoken of. Either way I decided to come up with new better ocs that didn't make me want to curl up and die somewhere.)

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My name is Fayis. I'm the big guy with all the hair and scars. That little guy you can see clinging on my foot is Pluto. I'm a zoroark, as you can probably tell, but believe it or not I wasn't born a Wild Pokemon. I lived my whole life with humans, hatched to my mom and dad. My mom was a zangoose, I never met my dad but that's where I got my zoroark from, he was a wild Pokemon my mother never spoke of. 

My trainer was named Nicholas. When I was just a little zorua he would take me to battle his friends Pokemon. I always won, no matter who we fought, because I did it for him. I think that's why he called me Fayis, it meant The Ultimate Champion. I liked hearing him cheer, call my name, I liked fighting too, it was thrilling. With Nicholas I began traveling all over the place when he started what he called a Pokemon Journey, and I fought many, many more Pokemon and eventually evolved. 

While most other trainers, I noticed let their Pokemon out to walk beside them, I spent most of my time in my pokeball, awaiting one fight after another with eagerness. My trainer was hard on me, but it was what made me such a powerful fighter, surely I thought, he knew what was best for me. Whenever I had slight doubts, he'd do a tiny little thing like pet my head, share some food, and any concern that I wasn't worth anything to him would vanish. Although one day, we entered this tournament.  I met my match against a powerful fighting type Pokemon, and my leg got savaged, and for the first time ever, I lost. After that things started changing.  

Nicholas never did bring me to the Pokemon center to be healed, said something about needing to be taught by the pain, and it hurt, it hurt a lot. When I could walk again, I started fighting again, only to lose, over, and over and over again. I was never fast enough to dodge, the pain was blinding, and I started getting all my scars. Finally we entered one more tournament, but we didn't fight. The woman at the desk took one look at me.

"That Pokemon is not fit to fight."

Without a full team he couldn't participate, I could tell the moment he said return, in that cold disappointed voice, I would not see daytime again. He brought my pokeball to the woods, left it there. Maybe he thought someone would find me, the Pokemon unfit to fight. I was used to sitting in the pokeball, but not for that long. Days, days went by, weeks, longer. I lost track, I began to realize that the entire thing was a lie. I was his tool to make him feel strong, that little bit of kindness he had shown had kept me in line because I was so desperate to feel worth something. Now I just feel anger, a cold feeling in my stomach that yearns to get revenge. I've been in the dark for so long, only to escape when Pluto, a wild Pokemon found my pokeball and freed me from my prison.

Wherever Nicholas went, I'll find him and prove to him that I am anything but worthless. Now if only this silly little wild Pokemon will stop following me! 

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(Newsflash Fayis eventually warms up to Pluto and becomes his mentor figure as they travel the region looking for Fayis's ex trainer. Fayis is secretly a big old teddy bear.)