Kyasuto

[Kyasuto]

Name

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Kyasuto

Gender[/u]
Female

Age[/u]
11 years

Physical Description[/u]
Her hair is jet black and waist long but it always in ponytails so it is cut off about 3 or 4 inches. Her eyes are blue but if the light hits them at a certain angle they sometimes appear green.

She wears a black T-shirt with a blue vest over it and wears blue jean shorts that are just abover her knees. She also wears white and blue tennis shoes.

When her mother died, she inherited her necklace and says that it is good luck. She doesn't really have a reason to call it good luck, but says so. It is no more than a black string with a small fang-shaped bead in the center.

Personality[/u]
She has a strange personality, but then again, not so strange. She is very relaxed and calm, but can sometimes be a little cruel. After all, she did have to learn to fend for herself when she was 6 years old.

Back to the subject. She is not a type that gets angry easily. Now can she trust a person so easily. However, no matter who she is around, she always keeps her calm and relaxed personality.

History[/u]
She was born normally and lived a normal life for 6 years. She would go to school on weekdays and get home about 10 minuted before her mother and stay home by herself on weekends. She had never seen her father. He lived by himself in... where was he again?

Anyway, a few days after she turned 6 years old, she was at her house by herself on a normal Saturday evening. She had been home all day and had been playing with her new friend, a Poochyena. She had lost track of time and hadn't noticed it was a whole hour past the time her mother normally got home.

When she went inside and glanced at the clock, she noticed the time. She thought over the possibilities but couldn't find any that made any sense.

She decided to call her grandmother.

Grandma? Hi, it's me, Kyasuto. I was wond-- She stopped. She could hear her grandmother crying over the other end.

Grandma? Are you alright?

No... -sniff- I'm afraid not... I really hate to be -snuffle- the one to tell you this but... -sob- your mother... she's been killed in a car accident... -more sobs-

Kyasuto stayed silent. All this time she had been enjoying herself when her mother had been in a car crash. She said quietly into the phone, Alright... and hung up. She walked unsteadily over to the living room couch and sat down, staring at the floor. She was sad... very sad... more than sad. There just wasn't a word for it... and the tears didn't flow. Why? The tears welled up but never fell. Was she really sad that her mother had been killed?

I really dunno... What will I do though? ...Mom taught me to cook... and she told me about becoming a Pokemon trainer... I've always got Poochy to come with me... But I'll have to wait 4 more years... Is that really possible? ... Yes, I'll live here for a while then become a Pokemon trainer.[/i] she thought, finally finishing her long stream of thoughts.

She got up slowly and walked around the couch, but stopped. She needed something to remind her of her mother.

She turned around and walked down the hall that led to her mother's bedroom. On the wardrobe lay her mother's favorite necklace. That'll do[/i] she thought and walked slowly over to the wardrobe. She picked up the necklace and slowly slid it over her head.

It fit perfectly.

She smiled to herself and walked out of her mother's room... through the back door and into the woods where Poochyena was.

Poochy! Hey, Pooch! C'mere buddy! she called. Poochyena arrived seconds later.

Bark!

Hey, Pooch. I have some sad news. She bent low and sat on her knees in front of the little Pokemon. Mom... she was killed earlier today... She couldn't give the reason. The tears had formed too quickly, but still they didn't fall.

She sighed. When I'm old enough... would you come with me on a Pokemon journey, Pooch? she asked tenderly, looking the Pokemon in the eyes.

She hesitated a minute. Trainers didn't normally just ask a Pokemon if they'd come with them on a Pokemon journey. After a moment of thinking, she barked quietly.

It's settled then. In 5 years we'll start our journey. I think I want a little extra time to study Pokemon. Is that okay? she asked the little dog Pokemon.

Ruuuuff!

Good.

Pokemon[/u]

Poochyena: (Poochy)[/size][/color][/center]

[Kyasuto]

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