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Important note: I wrote this entire thing in one sitting while listening to "Medicine" - Daughter ... There may be an error or two... HOWEVER, I suggest listening to the song while reading... It should match the tone rather well...

A Dark Night

Chapter I: A Dark Night

A tingling sensation creeps through my fur; something I can't explain.

A feeling of longing and desire and just pure, instinctual protectiveness flourishes in my mind; something I can't explain.

I need to go now. I need to be where I need to be… It's something I just can't explain.

I can't help but walk a little faster tonight. Not only was it much colder than usual, but it was much later than usual. It was my first night closing at work tonight.

I pulled the scarf tighter around my neck, feeling the cold air brush against the nape of my neck. Naturally, I began to adjust the rest of my winter clothing to stay as warm as I could.

Fortunately I left my hair down today, which kept my head warm. Although… I batted the dark brown hair out of my eyes. It is quite annoying sometimes.

My steps were quick, but cautious. The only thing that could make this night worse is if I were to slip and fall down on my ass and have to walk home with wet pants. The restaurant I work at is downtown… but it might as well be a hiking trip to the nearest bus stop.

Okay… Admittedly, it is a little spooky to walk around the city this late at night. Sure, there's cars passing every now and then, and the street lights keep me from being completely blind, but it's just so… empty…?

I gave up on my shortcuts through the alleyways just to avoid any possibility of getting into trouble. I offered one glance into the alley that saved me three blocks of a walk, only to see some Houndour scouring through the trash. Nope. Looks like I'm walking the long way around tonight.

The name's Amy. I'm fifteen and got my first job only two weeks ago. I got to learn the ropes pretty quick (working fulltime and all). The job pays well and they gave me two weeks before making me close the place, so I guess I'm okay with it.

My parents have always been on my case about getting a job… Now look where that got me. I heard one of the pokémon howl from the alley I saw. Pfft. I couldn't help but laugh at the situation my parents put me in.

The sensation is growing stronger. Time is running out.

I will find you. I promise!

I refuse to let you down, Stranger.

I walked two more blocks. I balled my fists up under my gloves and shoved them deep into my coat pockets. They say black clothes are supposed to keep you warmest… what bullshit. I thought to myself as I tried to button the top button of my jacket.

Either my gloves were too big, or my hands were just too cold to cooperate, and I heard a muffled tear as the button came off. Oh, for the love of…

Why…? Why is it so God-damn cold…? That's when I snapped. I turned towards the alleyway.

Pokémon or not, I'm walking through this one.

Funny how different the city is just between the buildings. The stench of the garbage took my mind off the cold. Not to mention, I was out of the way of the wind entirely. There was even warm air rising from the ground because of the sewer lining.

I turned the corner. I haven't been in this alley before, but I know it turns back towards Main St. It has to. That's what every other one does.

I turned the next corner, expecting to see the bus stop down the long path. That's when I saw a dark figure staring straight at me.

I have been running for hours. The sensation is so strong now, I swear the white fur on my back must be standing straight up.

I huffed and puffed as I ran down the sidewalk and turned into an alley, stopped, felt the sensation ease a bit, and knew it to be the right way.

It is close. It must be. How could I sense a disaster from that far away, I will never know…

I forgot about the cold a long time ago, and now I was able to regain my senses fully.

No! I couldn't have missed it! I. AM. SO. CLOSE. I stopped dead in my tracks. It's… you…?

What is that thing?! I stepped back once in shock. It must be a Pokémon… A really dangerous one… The thought circled my head as my eyes landed on the white-furred Pokémon with a sickle on its head. It stood just taller than my waist… not including the black blade gleaming above its head.

I gotta run. Come on Amy! Move your legs! I simply stood petrified for a moment.

Then, as if the gears in my head finally began to move again… I ran.

I could only stare at the girl before me. What… What is this? Annoyance and confusion writhed in my head. I did not run all this way for no one to save.

It was so strange. The second I laid my eyes on her, the sensation went away. I took a moment to catch my breath, and as I did… She turned to run…

The sensation is back.

My boots slapped into the puddle, splashing water everywhere. I'm not a fast runner, but I felt like I had time to look back. It's after me! I saw the four-legged Pokémon coming after me.

It- It's gunna catch me. My heart sank.

"Help!" I yelled out. I continued to run as fast as I could before I felt the muscular forearms of the Pokémon wrap around my hips, pulling me to the ground.

You must stop! Please!

My sixth sense was causing me to go numb as I pinned the girl to the ground, feeling relief as the sense released me for just a moment.

If you run… If you run, I think you will die! Not by me!

There was not a doubt in my mind… This girl's fate was determined to kill her one way or another.

The Pokémon pinned me down and I heard a deep reverberation, "Absol…". I never paid much attention to the Pokémon channel, but now I wish I would know what it meant.

"Help!" I yelled as it pressed more weight onto my back. I saw lights turning on in the apartments above. Someone's coming. But maybe it will be too late. I pushed with all my might and managed to roll the Pokémon off my back.

It quickly bit down onto the strap of my bag, which I let roll off my shoulder without hesitation.

I took off. Yes! I'm gunna make it! I ran out of the alley and across the street. I looked back to see if the Pokémon caught up, but my eyes landed on the blinding light.

A horn echoed throughout the city. It was so loud, I could feel it in my bones. It was a bus horn. I had enough time to look, and just stare at the bus that was throttling towards me.

It's funny how time seems to slow like this. You can't move, but you are able to register everything that happens in moments like this. I felt my scarf come loose.

It is such a weird thing for me to notice right now. I'm about to get hit by a bus, and I'm paying attention to the cool, evening air flow across my neck. It was a strangely welcome cold.

No, my life isn't flashing before my eyes. My mind was thankfully pre-occupied with simple things, still trying to escape.

I closed my eyes in defeat. I guess it's over.

I felt the cold air become warm from the headlights and then a painful sensation hit my hip.

The moment was a blur. I heard voices yelling while I simply stared at the white light above me. My vision came back into focus as I found myself staring into the bright streetlight.

"I- I'm alive…" I tried to lift my hand up to my face as if to check, but felt something heavy pinning my arm to my side.

I sat up, feeling a dull ache in my side. I lifted my head and found the white Pokémon laying on my chest, breathing awkwardly and softly. Before the fear could even register, I saw its twisted back legs. "Absol…" it groaned and huffed out.

Blood seeped from it's legs onto my pants but I didn't pay any mind to it. "You… You saved me…" I stared at the Pokémon in complete shock.

The only response I received was a slow turn of the head, and it stared into my eyes. Those eyes… I remember now… Absol. They said you have a special sense… it was all over the news when I was a kid.

I sat up further. There were people all around us, whispering.

"It saved her…"

"It pushed her out of the way…"

"Did someone call for an ambulance?"

"It's on the way."

Emotions brewed in my head.

I don't know what it was… tears filled my eyes as I looked back down to the Absol. It only stared into my eyes.

I wrapped my arms around its neck as it whimpered in pain. "I'm- I'm so sorry." I sobbed. "I didn't know." I pet the white fur on it's head and pushed my head into its white mane, crying into it.

"Forgive me, please." I whimpered back to it.

I felt it turn its head towards me. If you want to bite me, do it. I deserve it. I screamed in my head as tears streamed down my face.

I stared at it, as it slowly brought it's face to mine, and licked the tears away.

It stopped and looked at me once again and softly purred, "Absol…".

I simply hugged him around the white, furry mane as his eyes fell into the back of his head.

It's something that I just can't explain…

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