Pokemon Fable - Dawn and Paul
Little Note: I'll be playing around with different ways of writing this story, but please enjoy ^-^.
"Dawn? . . . Dawn . . .DAWN!"
huh?
Blinking out of her state of mind, she stared at the brunette boy who had a bit of worry on his face.
"I'm sorry Ash, what were you saying?" she questioned with an appaulogetic feel to her eyes.
"Dawn, you've been spacing out a lot lately. Is everything o-kay with you?" he asked not sure if she was listening to him or not, giving a worried glance to Brock, then back to his blue haired friend. "You are really starting to make me worry, ever since we lost you those couple nights back in Eterna Forrest."
"I'm sorry Ash, really I'm fine." she looked at both of them with a warm smile to show she really was.
"I'm serious Dawn, if something is bothering you tell me or Brock, we're your friends and we will help any way we can."
"Ya I know sorry, but really I swear I'm o-kay, thank you." She smiled and a small sigh escaped her lips.
"It's not like you to be so quiet all the time, and all ready earlier you kept almost running into the trees and rocks, if it weren't for Piplup and Pikachu, I'm almost certain that you'd have a major headache," Brock said sternly, earlier in the day as the two had just found Dawn not too long ago before continuing on their journy, Dawn spacing, Piplup an Pikachu noticed her state and walked beside her, not too long before Piplup saw his trainer heading for a large tree. He panicked franticly to Dawn and Pikachu, Dawn not the slightest bit focused. Both pokemon pushing on her legs in a direction away from the on coming overgrown plant, successful in their goal but running into the tree themselves, they continued to remove and help her dodge all the obsticles till the group stopped for camp, making both small pokemon exhausted and beat, "did something happen to you that you're so out of it?"
She looked down into the fire in front of her, pausing at Brock's question before looking up with a smile on her face, "No, nothing happened, I'm just a little tired that's all, it's really been a long day for me."
Brock didn't look convinced, but gave in and giving out a big sigh trusted the young girl was telling him the truth. Ash just stared at Dawn still concerned, a sad look on his face, turning to his bowl of soup just picking at it. Pikachu and Piplup layed with their backpacks already asleep.
As Dawn looked at the little cinders fly up to the sky she drifted back to the memory that had her distracted.
-Dawns thoughts-
"It was so dark i couldn't see my hand in front of my face," she thought, "I didn't have Piplup with me or the rest of my pokemon to be exact. They were all in my bag with Ash and Brock. A wild pokemon jumped out and attacked me, I couldn't see where or what it was, I got scared and just ran. I kept running, not knowing where I was or where I was going. Screaming out for Ash and Brock with no answer coming my way. I heard water not too far off thinking that if i followed it I might run into them. Again running, going to the sound of running water, before I came to an erupt stop, just a small clearing, the moon shone bright, just before my eyes a cliff stood there. Looking over the edge just to see how far down it was, if not too much I might be able to climb down the side to walk along the river. My heart skipped a beat, it was way too far down to climb."
"YAAAAAAAAWWWWWWNNN!" she looked to Ash stretching, widely open mouth with tired watery eyes. "Well I'm off to sleep," he told them " G'night."
"Ya me too," Brock agreed on Ash's sleepy jesters "You should go to sleep too Dawn," he said in a concerned tone "since you said you were tired and all."
"Ya I will in a bit," she assured him.
"Night, Dawn."
"Good night Brock," she whispered loud enough for him to hear but quiet enough not to wake up her little blue bird the little yellow mouse and the messy haired friend.
On her back, she stared, not looking, up at the sky. Closing her eyes and recalling memories the few nights before once again.
"-rustle- -rustle-"
"Wh-Who's there?" she screamed, turning rapidly around to face the dark, eerie trees. A pair of bright dark blood shot eyes glared at her. She couldn't go anywhere, she was already at the edge of the cliff, not wanting to turn to look at the 200foot drop into the rushing water below. With no warning, the figure charged Dawn, sending her flying off and plumitting her down.
"!"
"This can't be happening," she thought, her fall seemed like a millenia. Her tears poured from her eyes, stomach churning and climbing to her throat. There was no preporation or a time for her to brace herself as she slammed into the ice cold running water. Her back and right arm shot with a pain worst than thousands of knifes carving at her skin. Water slammed her into multiple rocks and bolders and dragged her under cutting off any hope of air. She could barely see the moon through the water, the lack of air getting to her chest and lungs burning and making her dizzy, desprate she pushed up in the direction of what she hoped woud be the surface of the water. A small gasp of air reached her before being pulled and slammed one last time into a large bolder, knocking all the oxygen out her lungs and knocking her out.
"All I remember was having that burning hard pain rap my entire body," she whispered quietly to herself, "I shouldn't have survived the fall and the beating." She cringed at the lingering realization, a tear kissed her eyes, gliding across her cheek, and a stuttering cry trying to break through her lips. She swallowed it back looking to Ash and Brock making sure they didn't wake to her stammering.
"I can't sleep," she said getting up and walking to a small clearing not too far from the camp, she was still able to see the lit fire past the few trees that seperated them.
Her eyes adjusted to the moon light that brightened the entire clearing.
"I woke up in a really warm and dry cave, next to the fire," she continued to remind herself, "I heard his voice, but I never opened my eyes."
"Magmortar return" a stern harsh voice ordered.
She could feel him near her face, warmth radiated off his body, blushing at how close he was, she could feel his breath on her skin. He placed his hand on her cheek then her forehead before he stood up eruptly.
"Crap!" he shouted, "She's beginning to burn up!"
She wanted to tell him that she was fine thanks to him and that her hightening of her temperature was do to the contact he made to her, but she froze in place not moving an inch, but her breathing increased and he noticed right away.
"Ursaring, Honchkrow, come out now!" through her closed eyes a bright red light flashed.
"Krrrrooww!" the black bird cried furiously. "Grrrraaaaawwwer!" cried the large bear in rage. Both ready for a fight to begin, staring at their plum haired trainer.
"Keep her warm and protected, if she wakes before I get back try to comfort her the best you can" he said pointing to Dawn.
Both pokemon gave a quick glance to each other before sternly agreeing to their orders. Paul took off not caring to explain to his pokemon why this strange girl was here or what he was doing with her.
Dawn could hear Paul's foot steps move farther and farther away. When she was certain he was gone she opened her eyes looking up at the two large pokemon sent to be her body gaurds. Honchkrow was laying over her, ruffling up his feathers and spreading across her body trying to keep her warm, his head layed on her chest but faced away staring at Ursaring standing guard at the enterence of the small cave.
Honchkrow felt her shift from under him getting up off her, Ursaring came over to the two hearing Dawn crack her bones when she stretched. Both pokemon staring at her with concern and curiosity, when she groaned from the stinging pain in her back and arm.
When she tried to get up, her legs gave out from under her, she would have landed hard on the ground if both large pokemon hadn't caught her in time.
"Thanks guys," she cried softly. Both were overcome with the earge to help and protect her, not because their trainer commanded it but for another reason, they wanted to keep her safe.
She stood up again, ignoring the pain. "Sorry guys, gut I have to get back to the others," she said softly, a weak tone in her voice.
Both pokemon began to panic, Ursaring blocking her path and Honchkrow grabbing onto her skirt to keep her from leaving.
"You guys pleeaase," she begged weakly, "I have to go, my friends need to know I'm o-kay." she kept walking, passing the giant bear standing in front of her.
Honchkrow walked beside her, helping her stand and keep steady. She walked very weakly, loosing her footing a couple of times but never falling. Not even 5 ft out of the cave before . . .
"What the hell are you doing!"
Crap, was hoping he'd take longer getting here.
"I'm leaving," she said not turning around to look at him.
"You can't even walk, how far do you think you can get in your condition?"
"Far enough away from you!" she spit through her teeth, putting as much poison in her words as she could in her state.
Both pokemon backed away from the two trainers, scared, not daring to interfere.
"You got to be kidding," rage building up in his voice, "you fell at least 100 ft, slamming into the rocks and water, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, YOU WEREN'T EVEN CONCIOUS WHEN I PULLED YOU OUT!" screaming at the top of his lungs, trying to get the words through her thick skull.
"AND NO ONE ASKED YOU TO SAVE ME!" she spat back.
All the anger, rage, and hate flooded his body.
"Honchkrow, Ursaring return!" . . . it was just the two there alone.
"I'll stop being a bother to you and leave," she said in a low, soft and sad voice. Continuing to walk forward, ignoring the pain yet again.
No sound came from behind her, not one word reached her as she walked.
"So why did I start to cry?" she asked, the same tears coming back to her eyes as she sat alone. Crying silently to herself.
"I didn't want him to see me like in that state! Gaud DAMIT! Why didn't I just tell that to him?" her tears rushed down her face, over flowing her eyes with no chance of stopping any time soon. She cradled her face in her hands.
"So that's what happened." A voice thick and soft came from behind her.
-Gasp!- She turned around.
"Brock," he looked at her, understanding on his face. She wiped away most of her tears before he sat next to her.
"You really shouldn't hold all that in to yourself, you know." He handed her a tissue. "But it sounded to me like he really cared about you. Dawn, Paul isn't a bad guy, you know that and that's why you can't take what happened."
"How long have you been there?"
"Hmm, about the time Honchkrow helped you outside." A small smile on his face.
"I really messed up," the tears making there way back to her eyes.
"Does that mean you give up?"
"What do you mean?" confused by his question.
"C'mon Dawn, it's not that hard to tell you like the guy."
"But how. . .?" she started, "Easy," he continued,"it's written all over your face when you see him. Ash may be a little dense to see it but you know I'm not. Anyway, I think you just over reacted a little, give him some time, let him cool off, you never know he might not be so mad."
"I doubt that highly Brock, there's no way he's not mad, he probably hates me."
A couple yards away, mister prince charming over heard the conversation. He showed up when Dawn started crying out loud to herself.
"Crap."
He came to make sure she was alright, and maybe to appologize. He felt like a complete ass, how could he face her now?
"So . . . she actually does . . . like me?" That just made him feel worst," She isn't going to forgive what I did."
My first story hope you like it so far, R&R please ^-^