The window was devoid of any light, except for the white sparkling of fallen snowflakes. A tall Christmas tree sat beside the window, and Adrian Cabe could see the pretty decorations and gifts from the staircase. She practically flew down the steps because her feet were so rushed and sporadic. It was only a matter of time before the entire family gathered in the living room, and Adrian sat by the tree. Mother, Father, Brother, and Grandma were present in their fluffy pajamas. Adrian was already dressed in her everyday street clothing. The family chatted until the window became grey and they noticed a tiny portion of the sun.
The gifts were handed out to their new owners and everyone thanked each other. It was early in the morning, and a normal person would have gone back to sleep. Grandma Tracy was far from normal, and so she decided to keep Adrian awake.
"What is it, Grandma?" The girl asked, hiding her annoyance.
The two ladies were now standing inside of the spare room. It had a small bed and a desk to do taxes on.
"I have a very special gift for you, my dear." The old woman giggled.
Adrian was unnerved by the elder, but she didn't want to rudely announce it.
"Uh, and what would that be?" Adrian asked nervously, not sure if she wanted to know the woman's intentions. Grandma Tracy was particularly known as a stranger to the family. She was always disconnected from reality.
For some unknown reason, the woman had a medium sized object pocket. She pulled it out carefully, almost scared her twig like fingers would snap the object. Adrian raised a surprised eyebrow at the sight.
Her insane Grandmother held a Pokéball in one wrinkly hand.
"Do you even know what that is?" Adrian asked once more, but more sternly.
The elder snapped. "Do not look at me as if I am an ignorant child, Adrian."
Adrian was silenced by the unexpected response. For once her Grandmother was serious.
"I have an extra gift for you." The weird bubbliness was returning.
Adrian had a look that clearly said, 'I can see that'. Both of her brows were raised and her eyes had a surprised and curious glint in them.
The elder practically shoved the Pokéball into Adrian's arms.
"Um, what's it for?" Adrian muttered blankly.
With both hands on her ancient hips, and her head raised high, Grandma Tracy laughed eccentrically. The girl sweated nervously at the joyous display.
"Oh, for your Poké adventure of course!" The woman howled excitedly, throwing her hands into the air.
"What the heck." Adrian thought in awe.
"Shut up, Grandma!" Someone shrieked from another room. The people, who were actually trying to sleep, were not as enthusiastic.
Grandma Tracy calmed herself and settled her arms by her sides. She wore a goofy grin, as if expecting some sort of praise. Adrian's mind was running miles, but at the same time she didn't what to think. The fact that her Grandmother believed that Pokémon and journies existed was hard to process.
"So, what do I do?" Adrian finally spoke. She almost stuttered from the awkwardness she felt.
The elderly lady seemed to physically deflate, and Adrian swore she saw a gleam of disappointment.
"Well," Grandma Tracy coughed. "Now you open the Pokéball."
"Okay…" Adrian was simply indulging her relative.
Adrian lifted a lanky finger over the red and white ball, unsure if she wanted to see what would happen. If she opened it, her insane Grandmother would be so embarrassed to see it was just a toy. Adrian sighed at the eager elder. She let the tip of her finger fall flat on the Pokéball's button.
Nothing happened but a soft plastic click.
"See, Granny…" Adrian said assuringly, but saw something even more unexpected.
A wild grin was plastered on the elders face, as if this was exactly what wanted. Yellow teeth peaked underneath her cracked lips. A strange anticipation glowed in her eyes.
The Adrian saw it, too. A white energy burned through the Pokéball's slight gap. The ball flung completely open, releasing an explosion of unnatural light. Adrian's entire being was encased with a white beam.
The light returned to the Pokéball, leaving nothing of Adrian Cabe behind.
"Well, that was more sudden than I thought it would be. No goodbye?"
I do not own Pokémon. Pokémon is owned by Nintendo and other respective companies. I do not make profit from this fictional story.
