With all the talents that I have in both my sword techniques and the flame attribute arts, even my Respected Father who is the Chief of the Clan decided to bestow upon me our family heirloom, the treasured fire attribute sword Engetsuka.
Sounds like a very glorious youth for a girl that was supposed to grow to become a powerhouse in her own clan, right?
Yeah, I was originally a good ninja...
I hailed from a prestigious ninja clan and so the life of a ninja would quickly ensue to me.
Ever since my first year of Elementary school I have been training to become a powerful ninja and I have wanted to become the best ninja that would have ever existed and written my name in history books.
Every single day I have been training and practicing under a lot of pressure from my parents.
Eventually, the stress had built up.
A teacher in my Elite High School was a 'good' person who also happens to be a young man who have just freshly graduated from University.
This young teacher soon become sort of 'oasis' for me.
He would listen to me talk about many pointless things.
He was a 'special existence' to me.
He was.....
During my second year in high school, I finally have gathered my courage and talked to the teacher whom I adored so much about my plans after graduating High School and entered my Debut as a Pokémon Trainer AND a Ninja.
I revealed myself as a girl who comes from a ninja clan to him, at that time I looked at how I thought that he was the only one who I could trust with this knowledge to be kept a secret.
However, what happens next is totally out of my expectation ....
Upon receiving this top class secret information from me, my teacher then immediately attacked me.
He attacked me with the intent to kill and he also confessed to me and revealed himself to be an evil ninja who is tasked by his clan with the mission to find out the secrets of my clan.
At that time, I feel like my world view is crumbled.
I was surely quite shocked from this, and I was strongly refused to believe that the man whom I have trusted so far outside of my own family to turn out to be so cruel.
He had further tell me that he have never, ever cared to hear about my pointless talks and that he was only using my naivety and inexperience as a ninja to get close to me.
Due to the shock of learning this, I feel like something inside me is snapped.
(Author's Note: a Skill Awakening!? 😅 This phenomenon is infinitely close to when MY Kotonoha in her original game franchise feels like something has snapped inside of her as she awakened her Dark Side as being a Yandere.)
I don't remember anything that have happened after that other than a lot of blood staining that teacher's face.
I would say that from that point on, if only I had not met with that evil ninja and make such a stupid action by revealing myself to be a ninja from a renowned clan just for a chance to accepted wholly by that evil teacher, if it is so then I might have been able to become a normal good ninja prodigy.
I was immediately bdisowned by my own parents when they got the winds of my deed and I have even been forced to leave the home where I have lived in since I was born because of this stupid act of mine.
All that I had allowed to bring as weapons to protect myself was the set of six swords that I usually used in my ninja training from day to day.
The people in my family said that I am not worthy to have the family's heirloom Engetsuka and they pressured my Father to take away the treasured fire sword from my hand.
And thus the sword that was used to be the source of my pride and the proof of my talents and achievements within the family was taken away from me.
Lastly, to add insults to the injury, they even give me a newly hatched (and thus, untrained) baby Frog Pokémon to be my starter Pokémon before they throw me out from the clan's gate to fend for myself.
(Author's Note: In case any of you wandering what I tried to convey in that paragraph, going by the gaming analogy, Homura is given a Level 1 Pokémon (Newly Hatched Pokémon in the latter Generation) as her starter Pokémon instead of the usual Level 5 Pokémons that people and players have got as their starter ones.
One must know, my family's animal totem and guardian are snake Pokémons such as Ekans, Onix, Seviper, or even the rare and elusive Snivy.
To give me a Frog Pokémon that are basically a prey for the Snake Pokémon is nothing more than a blatant insult to disgrace me even more.
Not to mention that baby Pokémon is so weak it is more like burden to me than a help when it comes to battling the strong wild Pokémons outside of my city, I need to teach and train it from literally the scratch and it is not something easy to do in the outside when I don't even have a place to stay anymore.
Ah, almost all of those people in my clan are used to flatter me, pampering me, and some are even straight out bootlicking me, either metaphorically or in a literal meaning.
And now, when I am finally down from my grace, everyone in my family seems to be overly eager to take me down even more and they seems to be cannot wait to be the first one who can stomp on my face and insulted me for being a failure to their hearts content.
At first, I hate that weak baby pokemon which are given as my starter very much.
Yes, I used to hate that Bubble Frog Pokémon which are called Froakie to the bones.
Can you believe that, everyone?
There is a Trainer here who hates her very first starter Pokémon, the very first Pokémon that I have ever get in my life, unlike the other ones I see almost everywhere who seems to be having a particularly strong bonds with their starter who is basically their first ever partner Pokémon.
Just looking at it was enough to reminds me of all the insults that I have received and more importantly, my precious youth that are wasted training for nothing as I have now been exiled from my own clan and lost my position that I have earned through so much time and effort.
Especially with how I was closing my heart which have been wounded from being betrayed by the person I have trusted so much and even get disowned by my own parents, I was too afraid to open my heart again only to be wounded even more in the future.
But as much as I want to just throw it away and catch an even more stronger Pokémon by myself, in the end I can't bring myself to do that.
After all, it is entirely not its fault that I have ended up in my situation now, it is just me childishly trying to find a scapegoat to blame on for all of my sorrows and frustration that have been bottling up in my heart due to my condition.
And so, I began to show it the rope as we began training together and battling the wild Pokémons on our journey (I am mostly the one who do the killing as it is helping me from behind with its weak attacks or negligible status moves at first)
But as it grow up from our diligent training and constant battle, it begin to show its worth as it soon can handle the wild Pokémons on itself just fine.
(End of Homura's Point of View)
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[ ] Author's Note [ ]
By the way, yeah, basically I made Homura's case with her Pokémon become the reverse of Pikachu's own case with Ash in the beginning of the original Pokémon Anime.
In Pikachu's case, that electric mouse Pokémon is a Pokémon that hates human at first and it will often abuse Ash by zapping on him from time to time before it finally opened up its heart and accepted Ash as its partner.
Meanwhile in Homura's case, she is the reverse of Pikachu as she is a human who hates her own starter Pokémon but as the time goes on she finally opened up her heart that was wounded and closed from a betrayal in the past to her Pokémon that have befriended her on her journey after she is thrown out from her own clan and left to wander around in the outside world by herself with her Pokémon.
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