AN: Well, here is my first story. Please be a little lenient on my writing, as I barely got started
Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Twist in Destinies - Book 1: Shooting Star
Hello thoughts
"Hello" Telepathy
Prologue
As I look outside, I see the immense amount of water pouring down from the dark gray and gloomy sky. Still no way to go for a walk, I thought. Sighing, I decided it would be best to type up the story I have in mind to pass time. Of course, things don't work like that. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a shadow of a figure enter my room. Must be my brother, I mused to myself, after all, he loves to hide in my room for a prank. So I paid no mind to it and went to my computer. After a few hours, my mother called me and my brother for dinner. Now normally I would be happy about what we were having, after all It was a juicy and tender steak with vegetables, specifically peas. But that day, I really was not feeling it. Almost the entirety of that day, nothing happened that actually was interesting or fun. Perhaps the most interesting thing that happened was when I asked my brother what he was doing in my room. When I had asked him that, his face was one that you would see if you told a child that the sky was green and it only looked blue. It was a face of complete confusion. He had absolutely no idea what I was talking about, proven even more when he asked in a confused tone, "What are you talking about Adalet?"
When he asked this I grew curious about who entered my room. So after dinner, naturally I went in my room to see who it was. Or rather what it was. When I entered my room, I saw an odd being hiding in the shadows of its cloak. Its form was of a woman, but it was definitely not human. After all, who would be able to use a single cloak to be able to cover the whole body. It was not possible! But oddly enough, the presence of the being felt warm and soothing. It felt welcoming, like everything would be fine. There was only one person I felt this around, and that was my mother, when I was a lot younger. Why do I feel so safe? I think to myself. And why is this 'thing' here in the first place?
As though reading my thoughts, whatever was in my room spoke up in a serene voice, "I prefer not to be called a 'thing,'" Definitely female. "And to answer the question of why I am here, I am looking for help." And definitely able to read my thoughts. So, taking the notion that it is able to read my thoughts, I decide to think what I am going to say.
What are you? I thought, And what do you need help with? To answer my first question, she took of her cloak, revealing an elegant form. For something that looks like 5-foot-3, she seems exceedingly light. She has green hair and seems to be floating; drifting to move as well. I remember what this being is capable of, which explains why she was able to read my mind, but I can't recall the name of the being. After what seemed like an eternity, though it was only a few seconds, she spoke again.
"Have you ever wondered what is out there away from this world?" the being asks.
"Yes I have," I reply aloud, "But you're avoiding-" the realization hit me of why she ask that question. "Oh that's what you need help with. You need help to travel back to where you belong." or so I thought.
The being shakes her head, "No, that's not it. The world I belong to needs saving. I believe you are one the best choices for this, but the choice to go or not is yours to make. But keep in mind you will not be alone in this endeavor, if you so choose to help."
I could go, I think to myself, forgetting that she could read my mind, but I am no hero. I am not sure what to do here.
"The best of heroes have doubts about themselves, yet they push to do everything they can do to help. It would be best to remember that before making this decision." and she read my thoughts...AGAIN.
"Alright I guess," I had decided, "But don't expect any miracles."
"Good! I knew you would agree," she says. more like you convinced me, I thought, though that doesn't matter. it was still my decision. She speaks up, "So if you would follow me through this portal…" she trails off. I had a theory as to why she did, but that was doubtful. I still asked though.
"You are going to take my memories away aren't you? I ask because if that's the case it's fine."
"Hm, good decision! You showed the same determination as the last! So let's go!" she says excitedly, also proving that I was on spot with the theory. So we walked through the shining portal of goodness.
When inside the being had disappeared, but that did not really matter. What DID matter is that there was a voice surrounding the place, it sounded graceful and comforting, but it was definitely not of the being that brought me here. It also seemed to be in my head.
"Welcome to the light void between the worlds! I have a few questions for before I let you go," It said
When I tried to speak I could not. It was as though I did not have a body as well. I looked down and saw I did not. I panic a little before I thought of something. What if I use my thoughts to speak?
Ask away! I want to get done asap. I thought. It seemed to work as the voice spoke again.
"OK, but please answer them to the best of your ability," That was its reply. It then asked a very odd question. "If you found a wallet on the side of the road, what would you do?"
What does this have to do with anything?! I 'shouted', Why did you even ask that?
"You'll see in time," was the answer it gave, "so please answer the question."
Sighing, I replied with an answer, I would try to find the owner, unless there is no ID. If I can't, I would give it to someone who might.
"Alright, how about if if someone was harassing another person inappropriately, or was hurting them?" the voice asked, "What would you do then?"
With immense resolve that I thought I never had, I made a powerful reply, Depends on what the victim had done. If he had said something to insult the offender without knowledge of who he is, then it is the victim's problem. Otherwise, I would alert the authorities and make sure the offender does not get away.
"Good answer!" the voice replies, "But are you willing to give a second chance to where it is due or are you a holder of grudges?"
I gave that question a long thought. I could not know this. I had never been in that kind of situation. I finally gave a reply.
I...I don't know the answer to that. I thought hesitantly.
I felt a deep comfort. "You have answered truthfully then, Adalet. You are a very honest woman. You admit you do not know everything, yet you will admit to what you do know. such is a great quality. But I ask that you try to avoid grudges the best you can. Goodluck!" And with that I blackout.
