Sakura used to be a normal human, with a rather normal life. Then that one day, her life changed. For the better or worse, she became a witch.
Sakura opened her eyes to the sound of her alarm clock. She released a quiet yawn, threw back the sheets, and hopped out of the bed. Quickly she got ready for work.
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Sakura just finished everything and was almost in the garage then she heard the doorbell ring. She ran across the flat and opened it, “Hi Lilura!” she said cheerfully at her childhood friend.
“Hi! Sakura!” she said smiling, “Can I come in for a bit; I know you have to go to work and all but…”
“It’s no biggie; I can wait a few minutes for a friend. So what brings you here?” she asked her.
“Nothing much…just wanted to see you! Oh can you answer a question?”
“Sure!”
“Do you believe in magic? Witches and dragons and stuff like that?”
“Yeah, why?” she asked then was confused, Lilura has been asking questions like that for two months now, but maybe it’s a new thing she is addicted to. She decided.
“No real reason.” She glanced at the clock, I better get going, and if you don’t hurry then you are going to be late.
Then they said their goodbyes and left.
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Sakura loved the bakery that she worked at, not many could enjoy the nice smell of bread baking in the oven, or the sugary scent of the pastries that they made for the little children that went to fulfill the occasional errand that their parents wanted them to do. That day she happened to be making macarons and then after filling one, she noticed that the stack looked uneven. She put it off as her own carelessness and then replaced the missing macaron and worked on making another one. When she went to put it on the stack again, she noticed the same place was missing the macaron that she just placed “What’s going on?” she asked, then she heard an interesting giggle and then she saw the thief appear. A shiny Victini slowly appeared, holding the macaron then eating it, and started to fly away.
“H-hey, come back please!” she asked ashamedly. The Victini stopped and looked back. Impulsively she held out the macaron in her hand. The Victini flew back to her, picked up the macaron and sat on her shoulder eating happily. “Would it be alright if I called you Victory?” she asked the little Pokémon.
“Victini!” she said in cheerful agreement.
Suddenly the door opened and the small Pokémon vanished.
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Sakura walked around the neighborhood rather quietly, Victory was flitting around her trying to cheer her up, but it didn’t work. She started wondering how she was going to afford the rent of the apartment now that she got laid off. She stopped and saw the faint figure of Lilura. “Hi, Lilura!” she said waving at the figure. Lilura turned and smiled.
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“So you lost your job?” Lilura asked walking with her.
“Yeah…” Sakura sadly admitted, even Victory with her usual cheery demeanor seemed affected by her mood and frowned while sitting on her shoulder.
“It’ll be fine.” She turned around to look at her.
A muffled thump. Lilura looked up, her eyes almost showing the fear and worry. Sakura could almost hear her say, “Please not now…Please not now…”
Then the owner of the noise showed himself.
His eyes were clear, yet you could see the vengeance in the small black dots. His scales were of a sky blue, but it wasn’t comforting like the real sky. It was as harsh as a midday sun boiling your bones. His teeth would have been a pure milky white if it wasn’t stained by the blood of a thousand living beings. Her stomach twisted as she saw the chunk of a human head, the man’s eyes were in shock and caught in the tiny crack between his massive teeth. His massive war cry was enough to make the bravest person in all the dimensions’ skin crawl.
She turned to Lilura to find her with a staff, the staff was beautifully scrolled, and it had a sort of healthy glow to it… well as much as a magical stick can. Then sadly turning back to Sakura she engaged the being.
“Do you believe in magic? Witches and dragons, and stuff like that?” Sakura’s head snapped up at the memory. So was Lilura a witch? Suddenly she felt absolutely sure that Lilura was a witch. ‘W-why didn’t she tell me?’ she asked herself but already knew the answer. She tried hinting she was a witch, but dive-bombing the whole thing would lead to disbelief. Suddenly she was snapped out of her trance.
Lilura was using the power of wind to dodge the beast’s various attacks. But suddenly her staff, which was tipped at the top with the faintest wisp of the wind, but now at the end at the bottom, was roaring with a roaring fire. Almost as if this was a show and no one could get hurt Sakura watched her friend summon fireballs to combat the monster while still dashing everywhere due to the enhancement of the wind. Suddenly the monster managed to connect with the small form of Lilura and she fell.
“LILURA!” Sakura screamed, and then looked at the monster. “Victory! Use V-create!” The tiny Pokémon became engulfed in flames and rammed into the monster. It batted Victory away and then stormed to another place. Victory although very beat up flew back to Sakura and fell into her arms.
Subject: TRRoE Sakura's story 
