Hello and welcome back!
Just so you guys know, I've been on a writers block.
Team Ion: Thank you so much for your great advice! I did copy and paste this, so I'll try to remember to go back and fix those mistakes. I also didn't really know how to write Meowth's accent...
Yeah... I don't really know much about the other teams. I haven't been part of the fandom for long, and I'm still watching Indigo League right now.
Aaaaaaand onto the chapter!
Dear Tiffany,
Life in the woods actually isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. The organization keeps me supplied with what I need and all, but I still miss you. I hope you are doing well back at home.
My first mission is tomorrow, and I set out to study a group of Eevees. The task is to find out how they evolve, as they do so differently from other types of Pokémon.
I'll write all about it to you tomorrow. And don't worry about writing back to me. I know that this will come without a return address, and it is like that for a reason. I promise that I am safe, however.
With all love, Liam
The drop was long. Like, really long. And painful. I swear that I snagged each and every branch on the way down. I felt dead, dried out leaves falling at my touch. Quickly I found my sturdy branch, as I had heard something in my arm crack just before it went numb. Warm blood flowed down my cheek, or at least I think it was blood. I wasn't too sure. Everything was getting blurry with adrenaline.
I'll never really know when I hit the ground, or how hard, but it was painless when I did.
"I think she's fine…"
A voice mumbled in the distance.
I opened my eyes slightly, and I found myself in a creamy-brown room. I was warm, and something fluffy covered me. It was a blanket, and it was folded around me neatly. Shifting slightly, I felt something hard laying at my feet. Oh, and a really sharp pain shot up my right arm.
"Don't move,"
Not listening to the voice, I looked up to meet a male's concerned grey eyes. He had dirty-blonde hair.
"Can you hear me?" He asked. I nodded slightly, not asking where I was or how the heck I got here.
"Okay, good. You feeling okay?" The male backed up to give me space as I mumbled some words.
"Arm… hurts… tired…"
I shifted again, and the lump on my foot moved. Four stick like substances crawled along my back, but I barely felt the weight. I looked it's way, and saw blurry red blobs.
"Huhmmhp" I made a weird noise as I stared at the blobs. Then they got closer and something warm and wet was on my cheek. My vision focused a little, and I recognized the reb blobs to be the eyes of an Umbreon, and it was licking me awake.
"Heh…" I laughed softly, "Your Umbreon likes me…"
"Alright… you might be a little loopy, but that's okay," he responded.
"L-l...loopy?" I asked my first question of the day. Had it only been a day? Or was I in a coma? Maybe it would be like those movies, and I had been asleep for two weeks.
"Uhm, maybe," he turned to exit the room, but stopped short as I spoke again.
"Why do you think I'm loopy?" I petted the Umbreon gently, "Is it because I'm a girl?" I unintentionally snapped at him, despite being typically shy about things like this. Yeah, I was awake now.
"No! No no of course not!" His pupils widened at what probably wasn't the response he expected, "It's just because you think that the Umbreon is mine, not yours,"
"What?" I let my gaze reach the mysterious Pokémon's with question, "I have an Eevee in one of my pokéballs…" I sat up as the Umbreon slid back onto my legs, but faltered when there was more pain in my arm. Gently, I shifted all my weight onto my left arm so I could numbly move my right. My hand was covered in some kind of wrap, and looked twisted.
"It's broken. Well, the hand is, anyways," the guy finally told me.
"Where's my bag?" I asked, not acknowledging his words.
"By the door,"
"Can you go get it?"
He snapped his fingers and a Pikachu came with the shoulder bag on it's back. I guess it was a good thing it wasn't that heavy. Maybe I could give it a small candy as a thanks once I had it in my lap.
"Impressive," I said softly, grabbing the bag. I reached in for the candy first and tossed it to the Pokémon. I could feel the Umbreon nudging my arm soon after, so I dug out a candy for it as well.
"By the way, what's your name? I didn't feel like ravaging through your stuff for a Pokédex while you were unconscious,"
I didn't turn away from my bag when I spoke, "Your's first,"
"Jaxon, but feel free to call me Jax,"
"Mari. Marisol." I said quickly as I pulled out my Eevee.
I think it's level 15; nowhere close to any evolution stage. Even if it was, I haven't exposed it to any stones.
"This one isn't mine…" I spoke softly as the Umbreon cuddled against my broken arm. Jax was right; it did really like me. However, it wasn't mine, so how did it end up with me? "Where did you find it?"
"It was sleeping on your back when I found you, so I assumed it was yours. It followed me here when I took you,"
"Interesting…" I pulled out my Pokédex so I could scan the creature and learn more about it. The annoying robotic voice played like it had for basically forever.
Umbreon. This Pokémon evolves from a standard Eevee, as a result of exposure to the moon's waves. It hides silently in darkness and waits for its foes to make a move. The rings on its body glow when it leaps to attack. It is rare to find in the wild, and is rather found in cities with their trainers.
"Welp," I petted the Umbreon lightly as I spoke mostly to myself, "I don't think that you're natural; you're too calm around a trainer for that,"
It had taken a while, but I realized I wanted to ask Jax questions.
I was in a strangers house, cuddling an unknown Pokémon, and acting like I freaking knew the place and the person who owned it.
I cleared my throat slightly, "By the way, where the heck are we?"
(Still working on a good outro!)
Thanks for reading! See y'all around!
- Fire
