Welcome back to The Waters of Tennessee!
Disclaimer: This is for the entire story. I DO NOT OWN POKEMON! IT BELONGS TO NINTENDO! I do own lots of the games though.
I walked downstairs for breakfast, the old wooden steps creaking from my weight. Certainly no sneaking out this way. I took a left and entered the kitchen, going to sit on one of the barstools at the wooden bar. Mom is making omelets on the stove, the smell intoxicating. Her brown hair is up twisted into a barrette, an apron is tied around her waist, and a spatula as her choice of weapon. She turns when I enter the kitchen.
"Good morning, Reina! I see you woke up with the sun."
"Not like I have a choice with that stupid rooster," I grumble unhappily. In case you can't tell, I'm not a morning person. Mom knows this and doesn't scold me for being rude.
She walks away from the stove to me and kisses my forehead, giving me a hug. She tells me there's coffee made already and I'm up like a fire was lit under me, dashing for the maker. Rich, black coffee fills my mug then turns milky tan from creamer, and sweet from the sugar. I wrap my hands around it, breathing in the wonderful smell of coffee. I take a drink and burn my tongue but keep drinking.
"Careful, honey. Don't burn your mouth too badly," Dad calls, walking into the kitchen. He's wearing work jeans and a stained t-shirt. He walks over to Mom, and wraps his arms around his waist, kissing her on the cheek. I smile a little, grateful that my parents still love each other. Setting down my mug, I walk over to Dad and give him a hug after he detaches from Mom. The blonde stubble on his chin scratches my cheek, telling me he hasn't shaved in a couple days. I don't mind though. He backs away, going to sit on one of the bar stools as well and I follow him.
We listen to Mom cook, content to watch and listen. Soon she is finished with the first ones and brings them over to us on a plate, steam billowing off of them. My mouth starts watering and I dig into mine, the taste of egg, cheese, spinach, and garlic combining to make me feel as if I'm in Heaven. After I'm finished I tell my parents I'm going to draw and they both nod. I head upstairs to grab my things, then go out the back door, sketch pad and pencils in hand.
As I walk outside a wave of heat and humidity hits me like a ton of bricks. I push through it, a light sheen of sweat appearing on my arms. I walk to the pond, the black surface visible thanks to it being so poisonous that nothing can grow on top. I make my way to the big willow tree growing beside the pond and push the leafy tendrils aside, emerging in my sacred place of peace.
I climb up into the branches of the tree, keeping my supplies in hand. After settling myself in, I begin to look around the pond with an artist's eye, trying to find something to draw. I've drawn many other pictures of the plant and animal life, so now I needed something new. However, soon I drift into my thoughts. I daydream about going back to California and seeing all my friends. I was so caught up in my daydream that I didn't notice the wind start picking up until it started to blow on my sketchbook pages. I snap out of my daydream and fix the paper again to a blank page, looking back up at the pond. What I saw standing on the bank, however, made my jaw drop and think I am hallucinating.
A giant, blue, cat-like creature stands on the bank, it's mane blowing in the wind. White diamonds adorn it's sky blue fur which fades to white on it's belly and extends to it's chin. The royal purple mane billowing from it's back and neck looks similar to the aurora borealis, seeming to shimmer like it as well. Two white, streamer-like tails oddly flow forward instead of behind it like a normal animal. From it's almost canine-shaped head a pair of ruby red eyes look across the pond. A small protrusion on it's chin is present as well. But the most intriguing feature of this creature would be it's cerulean blue horns protruding from it's forehead, almost like a crystal. They seem similar to a mythical creature's, a Qilin, horns, extending out to make a sort of diamond shape, two spikes on either side.
As I look the creature over, my hand begins to sketch it. However, right as I sketch the first couple lines, it jumps toward the pond. I call out, thinking it's about to die from the poison when it submerges, but instead, it lands lightly on the water, only a small ripple spreading from it's landing. The creature hears me and turns it's head in my direction, making eye contact. We both freeze, eyeing each other, both thinking that the other is a threat. Finally the creature looks away and bounds across the water, ripples flowing out from where it lands. It jumps five times before landing on the bank and it turns, making eye contact with me once more, but I blink and when I open my eyes, the creature is gone. I turn my gaze to the pond where the ripples have started to shine. They start flowing towards the bank and instead of there being black water behind it, there is only clear water. The ripples continue this until there is no black water left.
I climb down from the willow and walk to the bank, crouching down next to the water. I reach a hand out, hesitant to touch the water. Last time it burned my hand. I finally make up my mind and touch my fingers to the water, preparing for the burn. But it never came. I submerge my hand and only cool water flows over it. I cup my hands and fill them with water. After a brief hesitation, I drink. That, was the best water it have ever tasted. I run back inside to get my parents and we all celebrate that our pond has finally been cleaned.
Little did the teenage girl know that she had gotten a perfect sketch of the creature who had purified the water. The wind blew the paper away, landing somewhere in the brush. The creature who had purified the water stood on top of the house, watching the humans celebrate. A small smile came to it's mouth. The girl seemed nice enough. The girl in question looked up to the creature's hiding place, and seemed to look confused. The purifier bounded away with the north wind, whispering in it's head. Take me home.
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