"Goodnight mum." I said sleepily.
"Goodnight dear."
I climbed into bed and pulled the covers over my head. I heard the soft click of the door as it closed behind my mother. Sighing, I turned over. My Pokemon cards lay on my bedside table. There was a strange light coming from one of them. I frowned. Could Pokemon cards glow? I flipped over the card that had shone. It was Palkia.
Somewhere else...
Dialga hooted with indignation. It launched an attack on a flailing Palkia. Palkia dodged and shot back. It had been about 2 years since Darkrai, the lord of nightmares had rose and Dialga and Palkia were fighting again.
Dialga snarled and launched a full body tackle at Palkia. Palkia dodged but Dialga launched a powerful beam that hit Palkia full on. Palkia howled in pain. It had already taken a lot of damage but this one was more than it could bear. Limping, Palkia carved a hole through the dimensions.
Too late.
Dialga realized what was happening. It launched another attack on Palkia. Palkia saw the attack and quickly dived in the hole. It hurriedly sealed it behind him. Dialga wailed with frustration and wandered meaninglessly around the place where Palkia disappeared. It was there for a time, but now - let's follow Palkia.
Palkia sailed through numerous worlds until it found the place it was looking for. A place safe from that horrible Dialga. Our world.
...
My eyes flew open. A brilliant light had woke me from my sleep. I looked up and gasped in shock. A purple and white Pokemon (aka Palkia) had floated through a shimmering circle in the air. It looked at me with piercing red eyes and then barged straight out of my bedroom window. It made a terrible noise as it went through. Flinching, I glanced quickly at the doorway - certain that my mother had woken. Nothing stirred. I looked back at my window. "Oh, no." I muttered. My wall had a huge hole in it.
The shimmering circle was still there, but fading now. Curious, I crept out of bed and peeked inside the circle. There was nothing there. Just deep, endless darkness. Disappointed, I shrank back. Then I shrieked. A sudden gust was grabbing me, pulling me towards the hole. My arms flailed, I had to grab something, anything to anchor me. My fingers closed around something. Yes! Then I groaned. I had grabbed my Pokemon cards.
The gust was getting stronger now. I tried to let go of the cards, but somehow, my hands were stuck to them like superglue. Screaming, I plummeted into the hole.