The Teal Corporation Presents…

A Bengaley Production…

PIKACHU’S HELL

Requested Msters: Bengaley

<Note: Everything that is typed in these: <> are my words. >

<Well, what would you say? >

<*Zaps Mariko for the heck of it*>

<*Zaps all*>

<*Zaps Falco for the lewd remark he was going to make*>

Pokemon Island: Normaly this was a very happy, fun filled land. It was a normal day, unfortinatly for the crowd of completely normal people, who had never been exposed to the vile creatures before.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" They screamed, until a little boy, who had been completely fed up with pokemon until now, was thourghly disgusted. He ran away from home and started an anti-pokemon movemnt from his basement.

Their goal: To kill every last pokemon.

Unfortinatly, this movement was nipped in the bud by the little kid’s parents, who were alredy infected with pokemon fever. But the kid, thinking ahead, went along with the disease, until one day he would at least kill Pikachu. THE Pikachu. It went along smoothly until the little kid one day caught himself singing, under his breath, the pokemon theme song. In horrer, the little kid knew that he had caught it. The disease, Pokemon fever. He had to step up his plans to kill pikachu, before he lost all will to hate pokemon. So he begged his parents to let him go see Pikachu, at pokemon isle. Thinking they had finaly converted him, they made plans to go the next day.

At pokemon isle, the kid made the final plans. He sneaked out of the hotel room, and got a gun from a guard.

<Don’t ask me how…….I just write what I see.>

<HEY!! I HEARD THAT!! *Zaps Chris*>

He walked as calmly as he could, toward the Pokemon HQ. There was no turning back now.

He turned the corner, and as he took the safty off the gun, he began to have second thoughts. But, with the willpower of a hero, he gatherd his will, wrote down his last testament, put it in a sealed envelope, and walked into the building off horror:

Pikachu’s Vacation Building. That’s where Pikachu and his cohorts slept, dreaming dreams of infecting the world…

The little kid walked as quietly as he could to Pikachu, pointed the gun at it’s head, and fired. The sound woke up every last pokemon, and when they saw what the little kid had done, they tore him up. Into very little pieces. But the little boy had done good, and his soul went to heaven, where he could repeatedly live his moment of glory…

This, however, isn’t his story.

This is the story of what happened to Pikachu.

It knew its time had come. It knew it was going to die. The bullet had lodged itself into is electric sac, and that would electrocute it. It was going to be a very, very, VERY painful death.

Finaly the moment came: The electric sacs explded, send gazzilions of volts of electrizity through Pikachu’s body. It died, screaming in pain….

Pikachu woke up. It looked around, and saw nothing. Then it all cam back to him.

The memory.

The pain.

The PAIN!!!!

Then, the darkness went away. Pikachu was in a courtroom. There was a judge, and jury, with stern looks on their faces.

"Pikachu, you are charged with the following:

Conspiricy against the USA and Japan Econemy,

Causing a Pandemic of Pokemon Fever

And other, various crimes.

How do you plead? If you do not respond with a simple yes, or no, it will be decided that you are guilty, and you will be secntenced to the worst possible punnishemnt." The Judge said this with the harshest look possible on his face.

Pikachu tried with all its might, but all it could get out was a ‘Pikachu’.

"You have, by your own words, condemd yourself. You are sentenced to enter your personal, privet hell. Take him away!" The Judge said, and two devils apeared, and took him away.

Pikachu woke up once again. It was in a long hallway. It reconized this place, it was the entrance to Pokemon Isle Resort, the hotel of Pokemon Isle. It looked the other way, and saw the enterance to hell.

A dark figure stood in the doorway.

"Pikachu," It siad, it’s voice rumbling in the halls, "You have 5 hours before your punishment will comence. If you want to, you can try to escape." The figure left the doorway.

Pikachu turned and started running for the doorway to enter the Hotel. It kept running, and running, and running, yet the doorway seemed farther thn ever. Desperate, Pikachu ran with all his might toward the doorway, not thinking that his punishment had alredey started…

<yes, you!>

<Oh?Well, sorry, cant really see with these damn goggles on…>

<Well, yes it’s a shame!>

<Anyway,theres more…>

::The screen changes. You see the words ‘Coming Attractions’ at the bottom and the top.::

<Yes, I know….but there turned out to be some weird thing going on with word…so I had to change it.>

::A human boy comes onto the creen::

Hi! My names Ben Cohen, And This is about my upcoming fics! Note: I might not write some of these!

First up! My trilogy, following in SSFLA’s footsteps.

Second, a deatialed look into the Bueracracy of the LFT.

Third, "The universe collider" A super cross-over fic!

And fourth: A book of very bad things!

Heres a sample:

Three year old tomatoes, Having your gut blown out, Falco’s mind(Wait, never mind, that’s just dirty), Cris(Not S, its not a typo.), having your report that you worked on for 4 mounths get thrown away….

And that’s it!

<Now.>