Feeling, Emotion, Embrace
Chapter 1: Fear and Finding
I ran, ran and ran. The skies were black, and clouds began to form. My feet took me to a place I didn't know the name of, but all I saw were trees, and grass. Lots of grass… It went up to my knees, and the bottom of my white sundress got a little dirty from it.
But I didn't care. I just ran forward. I didn't care where I was going, and where I was. All I cared about was getting away. Away from all those fierce Pokemon … All of those which wanted to eat me.
Tears pricked my eyes, but I dared not let them fall. If I cried now, it would mean giving up. I couldn't run anymore then.
Couldn't run away from harm.
From death.
The smell of moist ground reached my nose, and it soothed me down a little. But it wasn't enough. I feared that my legs would break, my ankles would twist, and I'll fall. My lungs felt like it would burn from all the distance I sprinted.
I prayed, so that I would find at least anything to hide in. And by some great stroke of luck, I found one.
Somewhere around the corner of a big tree, I could see there was a cave entrance. It wasn't big enough to attract the attention of whoever might pass by.
Without even thinking, I went there, and before I enter, I stumbled over a piece of rock, and rolled inside.
Well, it was a little ungraceful, but at least I got in. I stood up and dusted off whatever dirt I had on my sundress. And suddenly, I felt a sting of pain on my right knee.
I sat down against the cave wall and examined my knee. It was just a small bruise, probably from the 'Rollout' a few seconds back. Nothing a band-aid couldn't fix. I ignored the pain for a moment as I fixed my gaze out of the cave. I could see a great distance from here, and as the entrance was small (bigger than by own height) and the inside had enough room, I think it might hold me safe for a while.
I could hear the thunderclaps. I knew it was going to rain any second. And when it began to pour rather heavily, I rolled my eyes at the sky. But anyway, I felt rather happy to find a good enough shelter before the rain started.
A pleasant, cool breeze came into the cave and I could feel it blow my long blue hair back.
I was reminded of the injury, though. And I searched my emergency pocket for a band-aid.
It made me laugh, thinking about the pocket. My mom had that sewn onto the dresses I wore. She kept it for emergency uses. "Always keep a band-aid with you", she said. And even if I felt like whining then, I guess it will come in handy now.
"I have to thank her and ask her to give me some more of these." I said that to myself, as I brought out the one and only band-aid I could find in there. My mom said these bandages were special. I don't remember why, though.
And just when I was starting to open it, I felt as if there was someone in that cave with me.
Firstly, I was scared. Then, I heard a small, short and painful moan. It was obvious that whoever made that sound was in pain. I forgot my bruise and without even thinking, I got up to see where the sound was coming from…
I heard the noise again, and this time, it was a little louder. It came from behind a big rock, against the cave wall.
I went there quietly, and got down on all fours. Then I started to crawl slowly towards the back of the rock, cautious about not scaring the source of the sound away.
My eyes widened when I saw what was there. It was a Pokemon. It looked like a little baby wearing white… 'Clothes'… allover. It had little arms and a hat-like thing on top of its head and two of some type of petal, one on the front side, and one on the back.
It was impossible to see the face, or the eyes. I just saw its mouth. It was small, yet, if you looked closely enough, you'd see it being grimaced in pain. I could notice it, with whatever little light entered through the mouth of the cave.
What had my attention was that the little Pokemon had on e of its arms wrapped protectively around the other, as if it was wounded. It shivered a little, as another moan escaped its tiny mouth.
I felt bad for the poor thing. I wanted to help it. It was almost as if I could feel the painful emotions it was feeling. It made me sad.
Made me want to cry…
But I kept myself from crying. I kept strong, because, if I started to cry... Who will save this Pokemon?
So I crawled closer to it, and picked up the little Pokemon as if it was a new-born baby, and then I rocked it gently. I hummed a peaceful tone, to let it know that I meant it no harm. Let it know that I wanted to help.
It was hesitating for a few moments, apparently understanding my intentions. Then, it relaxed only a little, as it moved its arm away to show me its area of pain.
It was a bruise. A bruise similar to what I had. So maybe it fell down like me. But compared to its body size, its wound was more serious than mine. It was certain that it hurt more than mine.
I gasped and frowned when I saw this, as if I could feel the pain me that Pokemon was feeling. Don't know the reason, though...
"I'm going to make it better. I promise." I said with a warm smile. After saying that, I could feel it relaxing against me.
I carried it towards the entrance, and with care, I sat down with the Pokemon lying on my lap.
I couldn't find a softer place, or any type of cloth that it could rest on, so I figured it would be the best alternative.
I kept the band-aid, that I nearly forgot about, in my right hand. My left side faced the cave entrance, so I reached out with my left hand to cup some rainwater.
It was still raining, I noticed when I reached out. Low grumbling of thunder could be heard, even though it was nearly faint.
Looks like I won't be out of here anytime soon.
I took in my hand, and gently poured some water on the bruise of the Pokemon.
"It's going to sting a bit, so please bear with me."
I said that before bringing out a tissue paper out of my pocket and drying the water off the cleansed wound by soft pats.
It nodded at my words but its mouth grimaced a little when I used the tissue.
I was being extra careful, because I noticed that this Pokemon was sensitive to touch.
Without hesitating, I opened the band-aid and wrapped it around the tiny arm.
"All done! You'll start getting better now."
As soon as I said this, its face slowly relaxed, and it gave a weak smile. I smiled too.
"Feel better now?"
It nodded weakly, and I could see its eyes, for the first time.
I didn't see the eyes when I first laid my eyes on it, and briefly thought if that Pokemon had eyes or not. But then, noticing the hat like thing on its head, I knew that its eyes were hidden behind the hat.
And now that I could see these eyes, I admired them. It was a light brown color, and it shone, as if it was gold or honey in the sun.
"You gave pretty eyes, you know that?" I said, with the warmest voice I had.
It blushed and smiled shyly, while it looked down. It was so CUTE!
I took it in my arms and said, "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't leave you. I'll protect you."
Saying these made me feel warm and cozy.
I cuddled against it, and it nuzzled against me.
We both looked at my left, from the entrance, to the scenery that was now very nice. It was still raining. The smell of moist ground, the cool and comfortable breeze, the warmth of the Pokemon against me and my warmth against it, made us both feel drowsy.
"You're... warm..." I yawned as I said this.
"Ralts..." It yawned too, as I noticed it fall asleep.
'Ralts, huh?' It was the last thing I remember thinking about, as I fell into a deep sleep, smiling all the same...
(CHAPTER 1 END)
I'd like this to be a joy read. I got an inspiration after many Gardevoir x Trainer fics, arts, and such. Then I thought of the reason why the trainers were all male… Sooooo…. Erm… Yeah, that's about it.
Expect fluff. (X3) If you want better, please leave a review about it. I just started writing, so I think my writings are not that good. Bear with me, please.
Stay safe
DualSoul H99.