|Back Story|
Originally coming from Route 12 in Alola, Sal, old enough to forage for himself, set out up the track. Having no friends, Sal back then desperately wanted a trainer. Wandering onto the route, there were no trainers. I guess it was night-time after all. Sal turned back, but he heard a voice in the distance and whipped around. Nothing.
He heard the voice much more clearly " Help!" it went. Now jogging towards the site, a excited Sal was ready to save this thing in need of help. "Help! " the voice cried out again, more desperate. Sal ran deep inside the forest feeling the growl of his stomach. Eventually, he came to a stop at a deep ravine. He peered down and saw a trainer on an incredibly thin ledge. Sal extended his claws and helped the trainer up.
"Wow. Saved by a Pokemon. Just proves how unattractive I am", said the trainer. Sal felt sorry for him and pointed to the trainer's belt.
" Mimikyu? (I'm lonely, I want to be caught.) "
The trainer threw a Pokeball at Sal. it missed entirely and fell in a Bunnelby hole. Sal grabbed the ball out and pressed himself into the ball and did not resist at all. A wide grin appeared on the trainer's face. "you're my second Pokemon", "I'm called Arnold Waverly ".
"Mi (I'm Sal) ", said Sal. After 8 years with no friends, Sal had finally made one, while still having tears of joy, knowing he was a lucky Mimikyu. When he finally got sent out of his Pokeball, he was at a cold food bar, Sal guessed. "It's an ice cream shop," said Arnold, who read Sal's Mind. " One cookie dough scoop please", Arnold said. "Here you go, and that Mimikyu of yours is really cute!" Sal blushed and followed his Trainer ."Here have a taste, Mimikyu, I think you'll really enjoy it". It was the best thing he'd ever tasted, even better than a whole Torchic. After everything was finished, and Sal was inside his Pokeball.
When he was sent out again, this time he was fighting a Trainer's Trapinch. Sal used shadow ball.
The Trapinch dodged, calling him " Tratra (Ugly) ", and used Crunch and ripped a hole in his rag. Sal stared at the trainer, not the Pokemon. He used Shadow Claw on the trainer. The unknown trainer fell dead in an instant, and Sal ran into the woods. He had fixed himself by the time he was sent into his Pokeball. I was gonna die of sunlight otherwise. When he woke up he found himself in a metal cage, with some text which stated " Hearthome Pokemon Prison," Oh great. After several hours, a dish with some pellets in it came through a slipped through. Sal tried them and threw the dish back through the slit, but it failed. It was dark, with some faint lights, so Sal threw his cloth off, and slipped through the dishes slit on the other side. His costume also made it through. A scream came and Sal saw a dead lady on the ground beside him, midway through washing dishes. Sal put his costume back on and broke open a window at the top and threw his costume through, then slid through the tiny window. There was a razor fence with Pokemon guards. No problem here. It was night, thank goodness .he slipped through a gap in the fence but his tail gave off a clang!, and a Raichu could be seen charging up thunder to deal with Sal. Running as fast as possible, Sal hid in a bus, in the engines. Putting on his costume, Sal saw the Raichu and a bunch of other powerful pokemon run past, in different directions. How smart of me. But, suddenly the bus chugged into life. They'll never find me on a Moving bus. Sal realized he was nowhere near Alola, and started crying.
After waking up, Sal ripped a hole in the bus.