The forest was in an uproar. Trees were rustling the wind tossing their branches around like twigs, the rain beat down hard, cold, and wet, lightning flashed in terrible streaks and thunder roared over the turmoil. The hunters chased their prey, two escapees from the prison, their mightyenas barked, snarled, and growled as they chased down the two. "H-Hurry they're getting closer!" a jolteon morph yelled frightened as they ran "I'm going as fast as I can!" his companion, a flareon morph, yelled back. They were tired and wet but they kept running, for if they were caught, it would surely mean death. The rain soaked them thoroughly and they shivered in the night's chill their prison clothes did nothing to keep them warm. They dove under some bushes, keeping themselves low to the ground "What do we do now? They'll catch us for sure if we don't come up with something…"the jolteon whispered to his companion "I don't know but what I do know is I'm never going back there!" he whispered back. They could hear the hunters and their mightyenas drawing closer. Suddenly a hushed voice spoke to them "Keep yourselves hidden. Don't make a sound." The voice was female but it had a strong commanding tone to it. They were scared but did as they were told and waited. The hunters drew closer soon they were only yards away from their hiding place; the mightyenas barked ferociously. "We got 'em now!!!" "No one escapes for long!!!" They drew closer and closer, the jolteon and flareon were just about to bolt but the voice commanded them to stay were they were. Suddenly out of the brush burst three figures and swiftly they began to take down the hunters and their Pokémon. The jolteon and flareon gasped and watched in amazement as each shadow took two opponents at once. Lightning flashed and they were illuminated for a moment, all they could tell was that these were pokemorphs like they were but it gave them assurance that these were friends not foes. In minutes the hunters lay dead and the mightyenas ran off with their tails between their legs and a mound of injuries. It took them a moment to register what had happened and slowly they rose from their hiding place. The jolteon winced as he rose "Are you injured?" the female voice asked "Yeah but nothing too serious." he said "We should go the storm is getting worse." One of the shadows informed them; it was a male's voice, calm and collected. The other shadows nodded and the male's voice was heard again "Follow us."
They headed through brush, past odd looking trees and a winding, rushing river until they finally reached a waterfall which was the source of the river. 'It looks like we've hit a dead end' the flareon thought to himself 'What now?' Before he could say anything about the matter though the shadows seemingly slipped behind the waterfall "What the-?" he wondered out loud. Suddenly a shadow appeared from behind them and spoke "Follow me carefully and try not to slip." It was the female's voice; he could only assume that she was one of them. As they approached the waterfall they noticed a very narrow ledge that led behind the waterfall, they crossed it heeding the shadow's warning to be careful. They were in a cave now, on one side of them was the waterfall, and on the other side was darkness. "Quickly now." They heard the voice say. They followed the voice into the cave waiting for their eyes to adjust to the darkness. The voice kept urging them along guiding them through the long, winding path, they bumped into each other and the wall a few times but soon they could see an end to the tunnel. They emerged from the cave only to be thoroughly soaked from the rain still beating down outside. They were on some sort of hill and below them was a large forest "This way." The shadow commanded leading them down the hill and into the forest. It was dense and the branches scraped their arms and sides, they were very tired and their wounds stung but they pressed on wondering how far this place was and if they were making a mistake. All of a sudden the trees ended and they came to a clearing. They saw before them a town of sorts, it wasn't nearly as advanced looking as the human town, but it was quite large and impressive. They had no time to sightsee, however, as the shadow quickly led them into the streets. The streets weren't really streets but paths that led around the town and they were illuminated by street lamps that burned with flame and had a casing over them to protect them from the rain and wind. By the light of these lamps they could make out an espeon morph leading them, she lead them straight to a rather large (large compared to the short houses) structure. She beckoned them inside where they found that the lighting was much better. Everything seemed to happen quickly after that, the espeon spoke to a female flareon morph and before they knew it they were in another room lying down on soft beds. They hardly even realized that the flareon was hovering over them dressing their wounds and soon fatigue washed over them and they slept peacefully for the first time a long time.