Part 1: The Beginning of It All

I attempt to open my eyelids for the third time, the powerful pulses of sunlight having awakened me from my slumber. My most recent attempt failed. Never in my entire life have I felt this weak and vulnerable. My limbs won't cease their shaking, and my paws feel coated with a heavy substance. My muscles have been contracting, and are currently aching horribly. The floor of my parent's and my den feels bristly, and at one point I felt something crawling against my ear.

Wait.

Sunlight? Bristles? Caves don't have those. As I once again attempt to get up, I hear the light chorus of the Starly and Swablus' morning song. Sleep suddenly begins to once again tug at my senses, and I can't help but to comply to its harsh demands.

*..*..*

I wake up shivering in a cold sweat. The wind is tugging harshly at my fur, and there is no longer any sunlight. My eyes finally comply to opening, even if only a little. I think that I'm outside, but I can't be sure since the wind is making my eyes water terribly. I attempt to move my tails to use them to block the boisterous gust, but they don't comply.

"I wonder why I'm so stiff…" This thought makes me recall my previous revelation of me not being in my home. Why would I be outdoors? I've hated being outdoors since my best friend was kidnapped. His name was Shade, though why I'm not sure, since his personality shined brighter than the sun.

After he was taken, I would wait at our special hideout for hours on end. It was a crystal clear stream in a large clearing that lay middle of the woods, and was surrounded by tens of Sitrus and Pecha berries, which were both our favorites. Anyway, after realizing that he wouldn't come back, I was a sobbing mess. I refused to ever go outside, to ever make another friend that would eventually just be taken from me…

…Taken from me... Why do those few words make my head spin?

Taken from me…

Taken from me…

Oh my God.

My blood runs cold. I begin to hyperventilate, and the room began to spin. You know how they say that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes? I got those flashes, except instead of the happiest times of my life, I was assaulted by bloody and gruesome images of my parent's lives being ripped away.

I began to dry heave. Apparently, I had been out of commission for so long that there was no substance left to come up. As I coughed and sputtered while trying to make the room stop spinning, I was able to form one coherent thought.

My parents are dead.

And the room went black.

*..*..*

"Mwmmm? Mwwwmmmmm?"

Are those... voices?

"Hwmmmmmooo?"

Again? I wonder what's going on...

"Hello..!?" a high-pitched voice cries.

My eyes snap open, and I am greeted by a large round object directly in my face.

"Ngnnnn..." I mumble. It was intended to be shriek, but came out as nothing more than a whisper of incomprehensible nothings. I attempt to move backwards, but soon find that it doesn't work. My legs are stone, and not to add extremely cramped. The strange creature moves backwards, but all I see is a blur of blue and brown.

"W...at hap...ned to yo..?" The blur questions. My ears feel like water is trapped inside, and I can barely hear what I suspect was intended to be a shout. I feebly attempt to tell them "Go away!", which may or may not have sounded like a moan for help.

"Ho...N...Ittl...Ger...!...E..Ck...Oon...!" The creature (probably) exclaims. It soon leaves my line of sight, and unsurprisingly, I once again black out.

*..*..*

? Point of View

After twenty minutes of gathering all of the Oran and Pecha berries I can find, with a Sitrus berry thrown in for good measure, I head back to the collapsed Vulpix. She's not the only ill Pokémon I've ever seen, but is by far the worst. She was completely soaked in what I'm guessing to be her own sweat, burning up, and shaking so hard when I found her that I was almost worried that she was having a seizure. When she finally noticed me, the wild look in her eyes almost made me run in the other direction. But I taught myself better. She couldn't be older than me, anyway, and definitely wouldn't be able to fend off against any wild Pokémon in that condition. I get lonely, sometimes, anyway...

"Hello?" I say as I venture closer. The elemental fox was now completely still, eyes closed, not even moaning.

My eyes widen as I drop the berries, hearing the small thump dum thump as each one hits the dirt.

"No... I can't be too late! No no no no... not again..." I feel he tears well up in my eyes, and though I have no emotional attachment to this kid, I can't help but feel brokenhearted. I wonder what happened to her, anyway... blood was coating her paws, and her fur appeared singed. I gather up the berries, ready to walk on and erase this from my memory...

And her tail twitched.

My mouth falls open. Moments ago, I was almost sure she wasn't breathing. Regardless, I feel a surge of relief, and pick up a Pecha berry. If she was poisoned, she probably wouldn't last much longer. I tap her shoulder gently to try and get her to wake up. As her eyes flutter open, I cringe at their bloodshot-redness. I gently tug her mouth open and try to force a chunk of the berry in. She weakly clamps her mouth shut on my hand, too weak to cause pain, but at the same time getting the message across. "Of course," I think. "A stranger tries to shove some weird food into your mouth, of course you're not going to comply!" But, whether she likes it or not, I will get those berries into her body before she gets worse off than she already is.

I get to work with the various berries, including the Oran and Sitrus. I peel each one individually and put it into a bowl-shaped rock. When I have peeled enough to heal her, I use some nearby rocks to mash the berries into a thick juice. And then, forcing the vulpix's mouth open, pour the concoction down her throat. She coughs and sputters, so I hold one hand over her mouth and hold her nose. She unwillingly swallows it, her eyes show fear and betrayal. But how can betrayal appear when there was no trust to begin with?

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AN: Welp. Chapter 3 :D I'm really gonna start writing these things now instead of reblogging stuff on tumblr and deleting my thousands of messages on deviantART all day xD i'm still gonna update like once a week even if i'm, like, up to chapter 20 by next week xD IM EVILLLL D: Oh, and sorry for the really cheesy last line ^-^" VIRTUAL COOKIE IF YOU CAN GUESS THE MYSTERY POKEMON! ALSO CAN YOU LINK OTHER WEBSITES ON HERE OR WILL THEY DELETE YOUR ACCOUNT?

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