Darkness around me. Nothing to be seen. I kept turning, spinning as I desperately tried finding my way out of this empty, cold place. I tried running, but my legs were numb, and didn't budge. I felt so lonely and afraid. Then there was the voice. "All is silent. Hushed, and empty is the womb of the sky." I wasn't lonely anymore. I was just afraid. The voice was dark and menacing, unlike anything I've ever heard of. Then I heard it again. "All is silent. Hushed, and empty is the womb of the sky." I fell to my knees and felt the tears began to roll from my eyes as I was now filled with fear beyond my wildest nightmares. "Sweet nightmares…" The floor fell from beneath me and I began slowly sinking into the deep dark abyss. It's over for me… I thought. Goodbye everyone…My heart started to beat slower and slower, until it stopped.
With a loud gasp and a jump I was now awake. I looked down at my soaking covers and sheets. "Did I wet myself…?" I was relieved to find it was nothing but sweat, but it still grossed me out anyway. I tossed my covers off to the side revealing my legs and bare feet. Long, slender and pale pale as usual, with small tennis shorts that I outgrew years ago (But I kept them anyway because they have a Pachirisu stitching at the waist that I sewed in years ago and freaking adorable). I swung my legs over the side of my bed and place my feet on the floor. I hesitate before standing up and finally began rising off my bed. I walk slowly to my mirror and braced myself for the most tragic, most horrible thing I'll ever see in the Sinnoh region. My hair. As expected, my wild blonde hair was a mess. Picture a Ninetales and Arcanine with fur everywhere. I honestly could not care at all, but my mom is big on my hair so I figured what the hell, might as well do it for her sake. I stared back at my wide blue eyes and had a smirked slyly, as if I devised a nasty plot with myself. I looked down at my highly stained white shirt, with a picture of a Joltic only it. Most girls would squeal in disgust at the thought of seeing this electrified spider, but I would squeal with delight if I ever got to see one.
After 30 minutes of wrangling with the monster on my head, I was finally looking presentable. I actually was wearing clothes for once, and my hair looked as if I put actual thought into what I was going to with it, but a simple ponytail and a white and green baseball cap that I got as a child from my father. Looked at my white peddle pusher pants, and noticed there was a small stain on my thigh, and debated whether I should change, but I decided to leave because to hell with it, I did my hair, I can afford to have a slightly faded stain on my pants. I reached for my PokeBall on my dresser next to my tall oval mirror. Inside it was my most prised Pokemon, Sneasel! She's only my most prised because she's my only pokemon… But she's still adorable! I call her Lucky, because she always seems to take so much punishment during battles, but still won't go down! She's a tough cookie. I took the ball and opened it, letting Lucky out of her spherical prison.
"Sneasel!" she exclaimed happily. I knelt down and pet her softly on her head, ruffling her feather on her head.
"Hi, Lucky! I know, I missed you too!" I held my arm out in a hook motion, allowing her to climb along my arm, and onto my shoulder. "Alright, let's go meet Mama, hopefully we'll get to catch her today!"
I ran from my dresser towards the steps across the room. I lept the wooden railing and started flying down the steps to the kitchen. I saw my father making breakfast and decided I would glomp him for the giggles. I ran over to him and glomped him from behind.
"Youch!" he yelled. "The knife!" I gasped and jumped back and went into a state of panic. He began groaning and moving very sluggishly.
"Oh my gosh, Daddy are you ok!?" The groaning stopped, and was replaced with slight chuckles. "Daddy..?" He turned around and in his hand was a mere non-bloody spoon. I sighed roughly and pushed him hard. "Don't do that!" He began laughing harder now and sighed. I studied him, making sure he actually wasn't injured. His hand was fine, as well as his stomach. I sighed with relief, while keeping an angry stern look on my face.
"Sorry Lou, I thought it would be my chance to prank you." He said turned back to the counter and putting the spoon down and pouring a bowl of beat eggs into the pan sizzling on the stove. Looking at him now, I can see why people would say I look nothing like my mother. She has black hair, and black eyes, and I'm the blondie blue. It's like I'm the younger, female version of my father (Considering his face shows his age of 57 very well, I'm not wrong by saying that).
"Giggle Glomps are different! I was convinced you were hur- AH!" I felt the weird sensation of something fuzzy rubbing against my leg and instantly leapt onto the nearest stable object, which happened to be my father. He chucked.
"Persia sure likes you." he said flipping the now solidified egg. "Aren't you like, 16 now? You're way too old and heavy to be jumping onto me like that."
"Hey, that Persian is like the Devil, why do you even keep that damn thing?"
"Snea!" Lucky chimed. Probably in agreement.
"That "damn thing" happens to be my favorite Pokemon. I Swept the first Elite Four Member with that Pokemon!"
"Yeah, but you lost to the Ground one right after that…" I muttered with a slick smile on my face. He pulled me with his arms and gave me a rough noogie.
"Well that Ground one was tough!" He exclaimed playfully while rubbing his fist into my head.
"I just did my hair! Stop!" he released me and sighed, as if he had bad news. I know he did, and I knew what it was. "So, mom isn't coming?"
"Sorry, Lou, she got held up a-"
"Held up at work, I know! Story of my life…"
"Louis! It's not her fault she's always busy. The amount of trainers challenging the Snowpoint City Gym is increasing, I want Candice to here too, but things don't always turn out the way we want them to." I sighed in frustration and put my head down. It was like this every week. She promised to come home every week, but never did. It was like we came second to her. It made me so angry, are actually second to her?
"Sneasel…" I looked to the side of me, and a worried look was on Lucky's face. It reached out to me and grazed it's claw against my cheek. I barely even noticed that I was crying, until I saw a tear roll from my cheek onto the floor.
"I-i'm sorry lucky… I just wanted to see Mama again. Since she's sort of your Mama too…"
"You know…" Dad began. "You could always go up there and visit her." he said almost reluctantly. I looked up, tears almost disappearing as I looked at him almost over-joyed. "Just bring Lucky, and Persia with yo-" I glomped him in mid-sentence. "I'm going to take this as a thank you…"
"Thank you, Daddy! I'll return as soon as I see her!" I sighed let go of him. He handed me Persia's Pokeball and I took it hastily, but didn't snatch. I tossed it lightly at him, and captured the bastard before he could cause any more havoc upon my soul. "Bye Daddy! I'll see you when I get back ok?" I rushed out the door with Lucky on my shoulder and Persia's Pokemon on my belt. It seemed as if I was unstoppable, and I couldn't stop running. Here I come Mama!