Chapter 2: Her Answer

I was sleeping, being locked up in a room with nothing can cause a person to pass out from exhaustion and hunger. I heard the door open but I could care less, I was too tired to move. "Wake up, brat." I heard the huntress say. I decided to ignore her and face the wall, still lying down.

I really wish I didn't though as soon as I ignored her, I felt a sharp pain in both my hands and my neck. "GAH!" I yelled, in agony. The pain flowed through my body, like electricity. I continued to scream in pain, eventually the pain subsided. My breathing became hard, and slow.

"Get up, brat." I heard J said. Not really wanting to make her mad, I slowly sat up, and leaned against the wall.

"What the h was that?" I asked, weakly.

"It was an electrode I placed in your right arm and your neck," J explained, "That was only 20% of the power, brat. So are you going to join me or what?"

I sighed. "I'll join you on two conditions."

J nodded. "Which are?"

"I get to have Chatters back, as my partner. And two, I'll join you if you do not hurt my friends and those I care for."

J nodded, as if she understood my terms. "I'll accept, only I will hurt your loved ones if I see any betrayal and/or rebellion you show."

I sighed. So in order to protect those I loved, I would have to accept her terms. I nodded, "Fine..."

I swear I saw J smirked. She got out a remote and pressed a button. My shackles got off and the first thing I did was rub my wrists. "How long was I out?" I muttered to myself.

"Three days, which is impressive on your side," J said, "Number 45 will escort you to your room." J pointed to the door and there was a young boy, around my age with raven hair. I nodded.

"So now I'm this hag's apprentice?" I thought, "Great."

I walked towards the door before I heard, "You precious Chatot is there already and I want you to go to the training room in one hour, understood?"

I nodded and muttered, "Yes, ma'am."

I walked to 45 and he escorted me to my room. "You okay?" 45 asked.

I stuffed my hands in my pants pockets and muttered, "Yeah..."

"I'm Geo," 45/Geo said.

"CJ," I mumbled.

"Cool, is that short for something?" Geo asked.

I nodded. "Well, we're here." Geo said, as I looked.

"Great," I muttered and watched Geo leave.

"Bye, CJ," Geo said across the hallway.

I rolled my eyes and entered my room. There was a bed on the right side, a bookshelf, a closet full of J's uniform and some clothes, another door, probably leading to the bathroom, and a desk. I looked at the desk and saw Chatters in stone, his Friend Ball next to the case. I picked up his Friend Ball and looked at his petrified state. It was shocked, one of his talons above the other one, his wings open, his right one above the left one. I touched the dial and brought it down. Chatters quickly fell, the case opened. "CJ!" Chatters squawked happily flying towards me.

"Hey, Chatters," I said, with a smile.

Chatters quickly flew in front of my face and asked, "How did you escape that witch? Where are we? Why do you have a matching necklace and bracelet?"

"Chatters," I said, "Calm down. I'll explain everything."

*One Explanation Later*

"So yeah, in the end, I technically had no choice but to join," I ended.

"That witch," Chatters said. I glanced at the clock, I had about 30 minutes left.

"Chatters, since no one knows you can mimic human speech properly... And we're with that person that sells rare Pokemon... Would it be okay to act like a 'wild' Chatot, like squawking sentences I've said?"

Chatters looked at me and said, "It's demeaning but sure, so I can stay with you, C."

I smiled at him, "You're the best Chatters, here..." I dug in my pockets and found a Cheri Berry. "For you."

Chatters chirpped and ate it. "You know how much I like spicy food," Chatters said, licking his beak.

"Yup, listen Chatters... I'm gonna change so I need you in your Pokeball." I said, going to the desk and getting the green Pokeball, called a Friend Ball.

"Alright, call me out when you're done... It's stuffy in there," Chatters said as the Friend Ball recalled him.

I looked at the mirror and saw my long silver hair, looking much more duller, my jade-green eyes slowly losing its shimmer. I sighed and walked to the closet. I picked up a white shirt with a red silloute of a Chatot's head on the top left corner, a black hoodie, and gray pants. I got Chatter's Friend Ball and called him out. "Ready for our new life Chatters?" I asked.

Chatters flew to my right shoulder. "Ready," Chatters said.