Black: Ok. I finally figured out how to publish a 2nd chapter.
Tabitha: *Rolls eyes* Took you long enough.
Myrrlar: Oh, Tabitha. Lighten up. She'll put you in the story eventually.
Black: Don't worry Tabitha, I haven't forgotten about you.
Tabitha: Good.
Black: *Sighs* I wrote this chapter a while back but couldn't figure out how to add it to the first-
Myrrlar:*Shouts* Hoorraayy, for the internet!
Black: *Sighs* Yes, thanks for the internet. *Clears throat* Ok, now where was I… Oh, right. After Myrrlar stopped laughing to death, she was able the help since I don't know much about computers.
Myrrlar: You're welcome.
Black: Yes, thank you Myrrlar.
Tabitha: What About me? I'm the one who got her to stop laughing.
Kuma: Oh, bother. All you did was tell her that if she stopped laughing you'd give her a king sized Butterfinger bar.
Tabitha: At least it worked.
Black: Guys, stop arguing. Please?
Kuma: …
Myrrlar/Tabitha: *Pointing at each other* He/she started it!
Black: I don't care who started it. Just please stop.
Myrrlar: Sorry Black. Sorry Tabitha.
Black: I forgive you. Tabitha?
Tabitha: …..Fine. I'm sorry.
Black: I forgive you.
Myrrlar: Tabitha, do you forgive me? *Puppy face*
Tabitha: Yes. I forgive you too.
Kuma: … Sorry mates.
Black: You're forgiven as well. Ok, I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review.
Myrrlar: Black does not own Pokémon or any of the original characters, such as Tabitha.
Kuma: Myrrlar and I are not original characters.
Myrrlar woke up to a cool, refreshing, sensation running through her body. The aching of her wounds was gone and strength had returned to her weak body. She open her eyes but quickly shut them again as a blinding light flashed across her vision. "What on earth?" Myrrlar pushed herself into a sitting position. Shielding her eyes with her left hand she used the other to feel around for Neeleon. Where is he? She thought as she kept feeling for her friend's soft fur.
"Neeleon? Neeleon where are you?" She called.
A small, cheerful yip came from somewhere in front of her. She slowly opened her eyes, half shielding them with her hand. When she opened her eyes completely she saw that the bright light had been reduced to a small golden glow. She gasped at the sight of the light's source. Right in front of her sat Neeleon. His fur was shining a deep, warm, golden glow. His blue eyes gave off their own beautiful, blue light. His injured paw was slightly raised so it was not to touch the ground and his tail laid loosely over his other front paw.
"Neeleon?" She whispered in disbelief.
She had been raised around Pokémon and has only seen them glow when using certain moves or when evolving, but never has she seen anything like this. This has to be a dream. She thought as she extended her hand to the puppy Pokémon. A small grin spread across Neeleon's face as he jumped up and limped over to her. The glow had faded by the time he reached her. Still a little shocked, she lifted him into her lap and stroked his silky fur. Maybe my eyes are just playing tricks on me. She sighed as she looked at Neeleon's broken paw. She thought back to when her father had made a splint for her after she had twisted her ankle, climbing a small cliff wall that stood by her home. Sadness filled her heart at the thought of her family and home. She tried to shake the sadness away. Right now she needed to figure out how to keep Neeleon's paw from moving so that it could heal. But how? She quickly scanned her surroundings for things she could use. She quickly spotted some short, thick sticks that could be used as a brace. Now all she needed was something to hold them in place. Simple enough. She thought. But all that she could see was dirt, rocks, and the tree's huge roots. Like those are going to help. She racked her brain trying to think of another idea. She looked toward the shelter's entrance. The fallen tree's roots dangled like claws across the opening, casting faint shadows across the ground. The sun still had barely risen into the sky, leaving it to where there was just enough light to see. The shadowed outlines of the forest trees laid beyond. There would be plenty of things to use as a binder out there.
"Hold on Neeleon." She told the little poochyena as she lifted him off her lap and gently laid him on the ground.
"I'll be right back."
Neeleon just cocked his head and stared at her.
Running out of the shelter she quickly looked around for rope-like materials. A cold breeze crept through the forest, sending shivers down her spine. The sun was still low in the sky. But it seemed to be dimmer than usual. The sun's rays casted an eerie glow that caused the shadows to creep across the ground like they were stalking prey. As she looked around she noticed that many of the trees had turned black and their branches sharp and curved, like claws ready to strike at anything or anyone who came near. The ground was barren and cracked, and the air was musty and unclean. She soon spotted some black vines that were hanging on a low branch of what seemed like an old elm tree. This place gives me the creeps. She thought. She freed some of the vines and quickly ran back to the shelter. As she ran brier bushes snagged on her clothes; tearing holes in them as she went. She felt thorns tear at her arm as she brushed against a thorn covered branch. The fallen tree/shelter soon came into view. She slowed down her pace but did not stop. Her arm throbbed from where the thorns had clawed at her; but she did not care. All she wanted was to get out of that haunted forest and curl up in the far corner of the shelter with Neeleon. Standing at the entrance of the shelter she scanned the area for Neeleon. But the shiny poochyena was nowhere in sight. Panic started to claw at her.
"Neeleon?" She called bolting into the center of the shelter.
She spun around looking in every possible hiding place. Worst case scenarios ran through her mind. Had he run off? Had a wild Pokémon come and taken him? Had he gone off looking for me? Icy claws gripped her heart at the thought of the little Pokémon wondering off in that shadow forest. She was about to go and search the forest when she caught some movement out of the corner of her eye. She cautiously approached a small crevice in the far corner of the shelter.
"Neeleon?" She called hoping for an answer.
A small yip came from deep inside the crevice. She gave a sigh of relief. She got down on her knees and peeked inside. Neeleon was shaking violently and his eyes shone with fear as he flattened himself against the ground, making him look three times smaller than normal. His tail was tucked tightly between his legs and his ears were laid back almost vanishing into his golden fur.
"Neeleon what's wrong?" She asked.
But Neeleon just shank farther back into the crevice. Something must have badly spooked him to make him act like this. A small whimper escaped from his throat.
"Neeleon it's me, Myrrlar. It's ok I won't let anything hurt you." She cooed.
Putting down the vines she reached into the crevice. Neeleon belly crawled toward her outstretched hand and sniffed it. Slowly the fear from his eyes started to fade. His ears shot up and his tail started to wag. Neeleon darted out of the crevice and into her arms. He started to lick her check rapidly, then stopped and started sniffing the wound on her arm. In her frantic search for Neeleon she had forgotten about the pain in her arm.
"I'll be ok boy." She reassured him.
Neeleon stared at her in confusion. She knew needed to treat it before it got infected, but Neeleon's injuries were more important. Neeleon pressed his wet nose against her wound. She watched in awe as he started to glow and the odd sensation from earlier that morning returned to her. The pain started to fade as the glow quickly spread through Neeleon's fur. She gasped as she watched her wound fade away. The glow brightened intensely, then vanished. Neeleon looked at her, his eyes shining with content. She examined her arm. There were no scars, no scratches, and no signs of her previous run in the forest. She glanced at Neeleon, then back at her arm, then at Neeleon again.
"H-how d-did you do that?" She asked, shocked.
A large smile spread across Neeleon's face. He let out what sounded like laughing. He rolled backwards off her lap. What's so funny? She thought, a little confused. Neeleon tried to get to his feet. He yelped as he accidently put pressure on his injured paw. She snapped out of her confusion.
"Hold on boy. I have something that will help you." She said, jumping up to retrieve the vines and sticks that she found.
Neeleon rolled on his side as she bent down beside him. She gently placed a stick on each side of his paw, then tied them firmly together with the vines. Neeleon looked thoughtfully at the splint. His tail started to wag as he got to his feet. He prodded the ground with his paw as if testing to make sure the ground was solid. A cheerful grin spread across his face as he limped over and crawled into her lap. Myrrlar giggled as he rapidly licked her chin.
"I'm glad to see you are feeling better." She said, wiping the drool from her face.
Neeleon froze, his eyes filled with fear. He crouched low in her arms, his ears lay flat against his head.
"Neeleon? What's wrong?" She asked trying to comfort the little poochyena.
A low growl sounded from behind her as she felt something breathing down her neck. Fear clawed at her as she slowly turned around and came face to face with a giant black creature. Its piercing red eyes burned with rage. It let out a roar and lunged for her. She grabbed Neeleon and ran out of the shelter, into the forest. She kept running. The pounding of the creature's footsteps stayed close behind her. She cradled Neeleon in her arms as she made a sharp left turn to avoid a wall of thorns. A crashing sound came from behind her. The monster must have ran into the thorn wall. The sound of the monster faded, but she kept running until she came to a large cliff wall. The walls rose about twelve feet in the air and curved like a crescent, trapping her in.
"Dead end!" She gasped, trying to catch her breath.
She spun around at the sound of a twig snapping. The sound of the monster got louder. She quickly ran for the opening in the crescent, but it was too late. The monster leaped out of the bushes and crept slowly toward her. Neeleon started to shake at the sight of the monster. She quickly looked for another way out, but found none. The stone walls were too high to climb and the only other exit was blocked by the monster. They were trapped.
Black: Ok, I will start working on the next chapter as soon as I finish all this homework I have to do.
Kuma: *Grins* Is that me chapter? The one when I come in?
Tabitha: 'me chapter'? Really?
Kuma: Sorry mate, my English grammar ain't so good.
Myrrlar: That's fine Kuma. I like the way you talk.
Black: I've always liked your Australian accent.
Kuma: Krikie, thanks mates.
Tabitha: But it's not at all proper. And come on; krikie. What does that even mean?
Kuma: Krikie is how us Australians say...Uh…
Myrrlar: Does it mean something like 'geez'?
Kuma: That's it.
Black: Don't worry Tabitha, it's not a cuss word.
Tabitha: Fine.
Black: I hope you liked this chapter, and please review.
