Chapter 2
August 6, 2005 -12pm
We had just finished our brunch and the Kirlia seemed to be satisfied. I checked its wounds again and it was nearly healed! All that was left were pale green scars.
"Look! You are almost completely healed!" I exclaimed.
"It seems as though you have some sort of healing power".
You have been very kind to me, yet you do not know me. Why do you show kindness to a Pokemon?
Kirlia asked. I was shocked at first from this question. I pondered at the question, thinking about how I have always wanted a Pokemon as a companion as a child. I also thought that it was the right decision at the time and would have been cruel to ignore the cries of help.
I see, so some humans do have feelings towards Pokemon.
"Wha-? How did you?" I said, sitting there dumbstruck that she knew what I was thinking.
I'm Telepathic, so I can read your mind, she said in a playful manner, which seemed to be a good sign.
August 8, 2005 -2:30pm
Kirlia was completely healed now. She still had the light colored scars, but they weren't very obvious. It was a couple hours since we ate and all she would do is stand by the window, looking outside the window. I asked if she would like to go on a walk. She stood there, still gazing through the window. Kirlia turned to face me then gave a slight nod with a smile. I went to grab my jacket, when I remembered that it was burnt from the storm. Wouldn't do me much good now I guess, I thought. I walked back to the front door, Kirlia eager to get some fresh air.
The path was dry now, so it was safer to walk through. The air wasn't dense anymore and was filled with Pine Tree scent.
"So... Kirlia, did you used to have a Trainer?" I asked. She stopped walking, almost as if a Minun had Paralyzed her. Crap, maybe it wasn't a good idea to ask... She hardly knows me... I thought.
No, it's fine. To answer your question, yes I did have a Trainer. She was a Pokemon Coordinator, a very talented one. All of my companions as well as me admired her. I had been with her since I was a Ralts. We were in Slateport City's Contest. My Trainer was excited because it was her final Contest before going to Lilycove for the Final Contest. Sadly, our team came in 2nd place, so we were not able to go to the Finals. It was my fault that we lost. She was so upset and felt embarrassed as a Coordinator, so she took me to Route 103, into this forest. She had my companions attack me until I couldn't move. I was tied up to a tree, with no friends, no home, no companion.
It was late when I came back to my senses, so I found a sharp rock and I cut through the rope. I kept wandering through these woods lost, tired, and hungry. I was collecting some berries, that was around the time the storm got worse and you found me.
I felt terrible for her, having an over-ego Trainer abandon her because of one loss. She seemed a somewhat upset after her story. We walked back home and had some hot tea. The tea helped calm her down and relax.
TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER...
