(This was written for two reasons; one, it's part of my Halloween story thing. Two; my Missingno, Shadow, is the best. –Hugs Shadow-

And everything they say is, well... okay, true.

But Shadow hasn't fucked up my game yet, right, Shads?

Actually, in hindsight, I should've given him a better name. But I was three; come on! The sprite looks like a ghost, for toast's sake! Short, I know. But hopefully, well written.

Shadow: She doesn't own pokemon. Ooh, toast!)

Master?

Master, I'm sorry I scared you. I know I'm just a ghost. Please catch me, though. Will you? The others are very strong, level 163, and some are even higher. I don't like it here. I'm only level 122.

Master?

If you let me stay, I'll give you whatever you want. I'll make more Master Balls for you. Please. I see you. You're talking to the man with the Weedle.

You come down here then, to where I'm waiting. You surf around on your Gyrados, and then I come before you. I see your pokedex. 'Wild MISSINGNO appeared!" Your eyes light up. "I have to catch it!" I wince at being called it, but I'm sure it was just a slip of the tongue, really.

You send out your Kabuto. I use Water Gun, but Kabuto just uses Scratch. I told you I wasn't as powerful as the others. I almost faint, but you throw the ball, saving me. Thank you, Master. I hear your voice.

"Your name is Glitch." I don't know what that is, but I don't like the way you say it. Again, I decide it was a slip of the tongue; wasn't it, Master?

You take me to Viridian City. I see others glaring jealously at us. I feel better. You check your bag, and notice two Master Balls. Your eyes shine greedily. I pretend not to notice. It makes me happy that you're happy. Right?

You fight with me. I see you frown when I go up against a Gyrados. "What? Now you've got rock-type moves? What the hell?" I try not to cry.

That wasn't nice, Master! But I copy the Gyrados' moves, and use his own Hyper Beam on the Gyrados. The look of disgust on your face changes to one of happiness. "Wow!" I smile proudly. I made Master happy! He gets an idea.

"Come on, let's go. I want to fight someone." I follow him obediently to a gym back in Viridian. A man in a suit is waiting to challenge you, Master.

I fight him for you, but I lose. His Rhydon is so strong. You recall me with an air of resentment and disgust. I am trapped in this pokeball. You win the match, but refuse to let me out.

Master?

Let me out. Please? I'm cold in here. But you don't. You put me in a computer, and go off with your real pokemon to the Pokemon League. I'm waiting, Master. But time passes, and you never show up.

Master?

Master, I'm going to kill you.

You left me. I will have my revenge. No more. I start with your pathetic Hall of Fame. I mess it up, destroy it with a touch of my hand. I rather like being a Missingno, now. Next, to your PC.

Mewtwo. Gone. Dragonite. Gone. Every. Last. One.

Gone.

Master, you decided your fate when you ignored me.

Master, it's all your fault.

Master?

I will erase all your save data.