Chapter 2 is here ; ). I am so happy today… and I will describe my surroundings better. I had to rush chapter 1 because my mom and dad needed me to go to bed. Hope you don't mind, so I will take more time on this story and aim for it to be different from the film… if possible n_n.

Disclaimer - I do NOT own pokemon… not even if it's the end of the world.

Warning - Could be boring and badly written. :'(

- Characters could be OOC.

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!X Chapter 2 X!

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(Paul's POV)

I really didn't know what was going on with this delusional women. She was yelling… at me… for being in her house when I brought it the other day. The guy who sold it me said that the last owner had moved out to live at a more comfy house.

"I ONLY WENT OUT FOR A WALK AND YOU ARE HERE SAYING IT'S YOUR HOUSE!!!" She screeched, seething, her eyes blazing.

"The guy sold it to me yesterday, you troublesome girl." I exclaimed, staring at the stupid girl in front. She began to stomp forward towards me, raising a fist, ready to throw a punch. I tried to catch her wrist to block it from my head but failed… somehow. I don't know how but I didn't feel anything but crisp, cold air when we were meant to make contact.

"What on earth… how did you do that!? It's like you're a ghost or something!" she exclaimed, her jaw gaping.

"Well, it isn't me… it must be you!" I accused her, glaring at her coldly, but I was even more confused than I have ever been in my entire life. She tried to prod me again, but failed as her hand repeatedly entered me. Without thinking, I picked up the remote controller and lobbed it at her head. I saw her eyes widen in fright as she saw it heading strait for her eye, she tried to shield herself from it with her arms. But the same thing happened, it flown right threw her arms and hit the wall on the other side, denting the cream coloured paint.

"Oi, it's okay, it didn't touch you." I growled at her weakness. She opened an eye and begun to give me her death glare.

"God, your lucky that it didn't hurt me or my high heal would be in your face." She shouted, motioning to her black, knee length boots with heels. Now that I was calmer, I was able to take in her appearance; navy denim skirt, a plain, dark pink tank top and black tights to go with her boots. I had to admit, she looked kind of nice, not that I would like some incompetent fool like her.

"Are you quite done looking at me, I would like to know what is going on as you're so smart!" There she goes again, moaning at me… Jesus, what did I do to be put threw this agony.

"How am I meant to know!… Do you remember anything that has gone on lately?" I asked, concentrating on how all this is going on.

"All I remember is going out for a walk this morning and then… nothing. I don't remember the last time I've been in this house either." she replied, looking at the floor sadly, as if she was worried at what could happen to her.

"Whatever… I guess I'll have to help you or I'll never get any peace from you" I muttered, glaring harshly at her. I am sick of the most stupidest interruptions of my life and she is one of them.

She smiled at me appreciatively, "Thank you, that is kind of you", she giggled, her aquamarine eyes showing relief.

I just rolled my eyes. I know that I am anything but kind, I have heard all the words that people use to describe me; heartless, jackass and douche bag, yet no one has said that I am kind. Anyone who says that is as thick as a brick… or got the total wrong idea.

A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. I ambled towards the door, unlocking it and opening the door.

"Hi, we heard you talking and wanted to check if your okay. You are here alone aren't you?" said an old looking women with grey hair in a tidy bun, wearing an average maid uniform.

"Oh yeah, that's why there's a troublesome women in my front room", I said sarcastically, motioning into the room.

The maids emerald green eyes scanned the room, "umm, where is this so called 'troublesome women' then?" she asked, a confused expression pasted on her face. Dawn glided next to me and stared at the maid.

"Hello, I'm right here." she exclaimed, waving her hand in front of the maid's face. No reaction. It had just occurred to me that the girl is a ghost, so no body could see or here her… except for… me.

"Oh gees, I was just… joking… there's no one in here other than me!" I said, putting on my most kidding voice I could, but it sounded more like my normal apathetic tone.

"Hmmm… okay", she murmured, staring suspiciously at me. She finally strutted away from me, leaving me alone with the girl who still hadn't told me her name. I closed the white, wooden door and spun around to watch her.

"Are you going to tell me your name or what, girl?" I growled. She nodded.

"My name's Dawn. And you?"

"Paul" I muttered. She nodded at me. "So why is it only I can see and hear you then?"

"Not sure… but that only means that you can help me", she smiled. I rolled my eyes. I hate to admit it, but, she is right, I am the only person who can help her.

"Fine, I guess I will help you. Anyway, I'm going out for a walk" I grunted as I shuffled out of the room. I continued to roam the city, feeling a presence behind me. I ceased walking and spun around to face the same deep sea eyes and clueless smile. My glare deepened slightly.

"Why can't you leave me alone?" I asked callously. She just stared at me, thinking of what she was about to say. She finally had her answer.

"Sorry… I thought that if I came with you I could possibly re…mem…ber…" Her voice faded away slightly and her eyes widened slightly. As I followed her line of vision, I noticed she looking at a white building with a big, bright red cross on top… the hospital.

"What's wrong with you?" I questioned, looking at her as if she had grown two heads.

"I think I remember that place somehow", she whispered, still dazed, "in fact, I definitely remember that building. I think that I work there as a nurse… I know for sure that this is true".

"I looked from her to the building before shaking my head and jogging up into the building, motioning her to follow.

"Right… I need you to tell me the information I need when I ask registration about you, understand?" she nodded civilly as we continued into the building.

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Sorry it took a while. I will give a slice of magical, imaginary cake to anybody who reviews. Thank you for listening and sorry that it isn't really loving yet, it will be though. Please tell me your thoughts on my story. I'm not doing well when it comes to reviews. Sorry it is also very boring and dumb with bits of movies I watch. Hope you don't mind.

Bye till next time,

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