Hello ladies and gentlemen, here it is, chapter three! My friend L is with me today as I upload this, and she would like to express her gratitude to all of you for reading this, as would I. L and I can only upload the story, but you are the one's who read it, and we thank you for that. And as a gift to you, L and I have added a new character in this chapter, one that you will be seeing their own point of view. Now you won't just being seeing things from only Joey's point of view.
Here are those notes like the last chapters, only we are adding two new ones for this chapter.
(person's name POV) how the person who is talking sees things.
"Person talking"
[Telepathic speech]
'When a pokémon is talking in poké-speech'
{Anything written on paper, such as notes}
And here is that disclaimer we all know you are looking forward to.
Disclaimer-I do not own pokémon, I have no claim on it, and this story if not to be taken as one. The only thing I own my my characters L and I have made for this story.
Chapter 3
Lilly
(Joey's POV)
"Get me my bag!" I yelled running to see if Gardevoir was alive, "Now!"
"Why," asked Ryan as he run up behind me and saw what I was seeing, "O god
The entire right side of Gardevoir was black and burnt. What had once been green and white was now all black, but luckily, none of the black had touched the heart spike in her chest, so she may still be alive, but not for long if we didn't do something.
I then heard a thud, and turning I saw Mia running over with my bag. Once I had it I started rummaging through it, seeing if there was anything we could use to save Gardevoir. I soon found a bottle of burn cream I had left there a few months ago, a bottle of water, and a old black tee shirt. I pulled them out and then took off my hoodie, since I would need more mobility, and pulled out the knife I had found, since it was the sharper of the two knifes I had.
"I am going to need two of you to search the school and see if you can find some type of wrapping for Gardevoir's wounds. The rest of you will need to help me," I said looking at the rest of the group. Alex looked like she was about to faint, while Emma and Steve looked nervous. Only Ryan and Mia looked composed, like they knew this was bad, but also knew we could fix it.
"I'll go find some wrapping," said Alex, grabbing her flashlight and running out of the gym.
"I'll go too," said Steve running after his sister.
"Anything you can find," I called as he left, "toilet paper, old shirts, even just some paper will help."
"How can we help?" Asked Mia.
"Mia, you can pour water on where I am working," I said handing the bottle of water to Mia, "Emma, we need more light. Grab a flashlight and point it strait down so we can see better."
"On it!" Called Emma as she ran to get one of the flashlights from where they sat on the bleachers.
"Ryan, I need you to apply this burn cream to all the surfaces that Mia pours water on," I said handing the cream to Ryan, "we need a good layer on the burns."
"On it," said Ryan opening the burn cream, "what will you be doing?"
"I am going to cut away the burnt and dead flesh away so the water and burn cream will work," I said taking the old shirt I had and laying it flat under Gardevoir's right arm, "the shirt is for stability."
I then set to work on cutting the dead flesh away, while Ryan and Mia set to there jobs. There was a lot more burnt and dead flesh then I first thought, since the burns were deep, and by the time I had finished on the arm, there was about two pounds of cut flesh either on the floor, the shirt, or hanging off of me.
The extra light from Emma was useful, but since she was shaking the light was not always in the same spot.
"Emma, I need you to keep the light still," I said as I moved the burnt part of Gardevoir's dress away so I could work on her right leg, "I only want to cut as little as needed."
"Sorry," said Emma, trying to keep the light still.
I then started work on the leg, which was easier to work on. Unlike a Gardevoir's arm, which had a hand I had to work around, the leg didn't have a foot on the end, so I only had to work around the knee.
"I hope this works," said Ryan as he rubbed the burn cream onto Gardevoir's wounds.
"Me too," said Mia as she started pouring water on Gardevoir's leg, "I have no idea what I am doing."
"Neither do I," said Ryan, "what about you Joey? Do you know what you are doing?"
"I took a health class this year, and while it was human anatomy, most of the skills are transferable, like how to treat burns," I said as I continued cutting away what was dead, "but otherwise, I have no idea what I am doing."
I then heard a door slam and turning around, I saw Steve and Alex run in.
"We couldn't find much," said Steve dropping some paper and two hand towels.
"Most of what we found was moldy," said Alex dropping a shirt and a old pair of jeans, and the pulled out a role of Ductape, "we also found this."
"Good. Can the one of you cut what you found into strips and then start wrapping where we have finished, while the other grabs another light so we can see better?" I said putting down my step dad's knife and then turning back to finish on the leg.
"I'll do the wrapping," said Steve, "Alex, why don't you grab a light and help Emma."
"Sure," said Alex, and soon I saw another light shining on where I was working.
By the time I was finished with the leg, Mia and Ryan were starting on applying the cream and water to the top of the leg, while Steve was starting to wrap Gardevoir's arm in strips of fabric from the jeans and the shirts. I then went to the most difficult part, Gardevoir's face.
I went over and started on the face, trying to leave as much as possible. In truth, I didn't know if what we were doing was going to work, but we had to try. It would be so simpler if there was another Psychic pokémon here to use a healing move, and there would be less scaring. But when life gives you half burn lemons, take what you can and make lemonade.
Finally, after what felt like days, we had finished. There was a lot of dead and burns flesh on the floor and on me, since I had been the closest one, and now the entire right side of Gardevoir looked like someone had made a cheep mummy out of old cloths, paper and Ductape, but hopefully it worked.
"We smell like death," said Emma, as we sat in the middle of the gym floor.
"We probably look like it too," I said shaking my head, "but hopefully it worked."
"You said something that bothered me," said Mia, looking at me, "you said that you had no idea what you were doing, but you were acting so calm. How were you so calm?"
"I looked at the facts. If we did nothing, Gardevoir would be dead, but if we did something, she had a chance. As for me not knowing what I was doing, I don't know how to heal a Pokémon, since I don't know the anatomy, but treating burns is a skill that is transferable from any way of healing," I said, "I just wish we had some hydrogen peroxide. Even with all we did, it might not be enough."
"We need to focus on the real problem here," said Ryan, "yes it's bad, ok not so much as bad as terrible, about Gardevoir, but we need to look at the pokemon she brought with her. What do we do with them?"
"I have no idea," I said looking at the still sleeping pokémon, "if this were a videogame, I would send them to the nearest poke-center and have them see if they could help. But this isn't a game, so I don't know."
"We could each take one," said Steve, "then at least they would be feed and dry."
"That sounds like a bad idea," said Mia, "what if we aren't supposed to get these pokémon? What if we were just going to be shone these ones as proof that pokémon were here."
"I disagree," I said, "if you will recall what Gardevoir said before the rest of you were sent into the nightmare, 'Hello future trainers, We need your help'. From what I know, trainers are people with pokémon, and future means not now, but some time later."
"We shouldn't be worrying about that right now," said Alex, finally speaking up from where she sat, "what are we going to do about Gardevoir? We can't just leave her here."
Suddenly, I heard a small humming sound in the air, and then I heard a voice in my head.
[Maybe I can help with that,] said a voice, female in nature, but sweeter and with a higher pitch then Gardevoir's.
"Did you hear that?" Asked Ryan, looking around.
[Whoops, how silly of me. You can't see me,] said the voice, and in a flash, a green pokémon appeared in the middle of the circle we sat in.
"Celebi, the time traveling pokémon," I said recognizing her on sight from a game.
[You know of me,] said Celebi, turning to face me, [most trainers don't.]
"I know much about you," I said, remembering the facts from my game, "while the trainers that do know about you think you are the only one, you actually have a twin sister, who helps you with your work, which no one really knows what is. You are the second most powerful pokémon that can bend time, beaten only by Dialga, Lord of time. And while you are a Psychic/Grass type pokémon, you can also use Fairy type moves."
[You know much, for someone so young,] said Celebi, a small smile forming, [but do you know the color of my twin?]
"Pink," I said, causing Celebi to nod yes.
"How do you know so much about Celebi?" Asked Emma, looking at me funny like.
"I know a lot about almost all of the mythical and legendary pokémon," I said, "all except the ones no one ever sees."
"Like Arceus," said Steve, "you didn't know his name."
"I didn't know his name, but I would know who he was if I saw him."
[There isn't much time,] said Celebi, drawing back our attention, [each of you must take your pokémon before they wake. If you do not, then you will lose your chance of being trainers, and all of this will be a waist.]
"How do we tell who's pokémon is who's?" Asked Ryan.
[Isn't it simple it tell? All you have to do is look at them.]
How can we tell which pokémon is going to who, I thought as I looked at the sleeping pokémon. There was a shiny Ralts which was a Psychic/Fairy type, a Eevee which is Normal but can evolve into eight different types, a Chimchar which if Fire type, a Treecko which is Grass type, a Squertal which is Water type, and a Pikachu which is a Electric type. Then it hit me. The types are the answer.
"Types. That's how we can tell who gets which pokémon to take care of," I said.
[Yes,] said Celebi starting to fly over to the sleeping pokémon, [come, I will finish Gardevoir's job, and tell you your pokémon. Then I will take care of Gardevoir.]
"Do we follow her?" Emma asked.
"What do you think?" I retorted as I stood up to follow.
"I'm coming," said Mia as she and Alex stood up.
"I guess we are," said Emma as she, Steve and Ryan stood up.
We followed Celebi to where the six pokémon were sleeping on a large thing of pink wool. How they were still asleep I didn't know, but they were.
[As Gardevoir no doubt said when she first got here, each of you have been inadvertently studying for this, weather by card, tv, videogame, or by book,] said Celebi when we finally got over to her, [that is why you have been chosen to be some of the first trainers of this world.]
"Gardevoir called us tripe type trainers," I said, "trainers who have been focusing on three types."
[Yes, but today you all will be getting a single type pokémon, or a pokémon with only one type, say for you Joey,] said Celebi, looking strait at me, causing me to feel a little uncomfortable, [Gardevoir told me about you. You will receive Lilly, the daughter of Gardevoir.]
"What makes Joey so special?" Said Steve, "why does he get a binary type pokémon and we only get single type pokémon?"
Will he never stop complaining, I thought, I don't know how Alex deals with him. Maybe that's why she doesn't speak that often. Steve speaks enough for the both of them.
[If it was up to me, Joey wouldn't be getting a binary type pokémon, but it would take days to get another pokémon that fit his abilities here,] said Celebi, turning to face Steve, [and if it was up to me also, you wouldn't be getting one, but we need trainers here, so sometimes we have to scrap the bottom of the barrel.]
"I am not the bottom of barrel!" Yelled Steve, who was now clenching his fists.
[I grow tired of you voice,] said Celebi, eyes starting to glow blue. And then a large strip of blue energy covered Steve's mouth, like a piece of tape had been put on him. Steve tried to say something, but all that came out was muffled sounds. When he realized he couldn't talk, Steve took a step like he was about to hit Celebi.
"I don't think that is a good idea," I said grabbing Steve's arm before he did something stupid, "if she wanted to, Celebi could kill you without lifting a finger."
"However, I don't think it is a good idea to start a fight," I then said turning to Celebi, "most humans like to thing of themselves as important, and calling someone the 'bottom of the barrel' is just starting a fight."
[Very well,] said Celebi as she removed the energy from Steve's mouth, [but do not cross me.]
"I'm still not the bottom of the barrel," muttered Steve as he rubbed his mouth.
[As I said before, Joey will be reserving the shiny Ralts known as Lilly,] said Celebi, not paying attention to Steve, [the Eevee known as Arthur, will be going to Mia. I don't suggest pushing him towards any certain type, but instead let him pick his own type, and he will respond well.]
"Hello little Arthur," said Mia, petting the sleeping Eevee.
[The Treecko known as Max will be going with Emma,] said Celebi, continuing, [he should be a good fit for you.]
"Its not the most original name, but it seems to fit well," said Emma picking up Max as he slept.
[It may not be, but it is his name,] said Celebi [the Chimchar known as Flare will be going with Steve. Both of you are quite obnoxious, so you should do quite nicely.]
"What do you mean obnoxious!" Cried Steve, "I am not obnoxious!"
"Steve, I'm going to say this in the nicest way I know how," I said, getting Steve's attention, "shut up before either Celebi or I kill you. You may have just gotten on Celebi's nerves, but you have been on mine longer, and I am running low."
"Are you threatening me?" Demanded Steve, balling his fists again, "because if you want a fight, you can have one."
Suddenly, Steve lunged at me, swinging as he did. I dodged most of his punches, say for one which caught my right shoulder.
"Steve, stop this!" Cried Alex as he swung at me, "how will this help?"
Steve ignored her and kept swinging. I started blocking as well of dodging, but still didn't throw a single punch, waiting for a chance. I would throw only one punch, so I had to make it count. As Steve attacked, I could feel a presence in my mind, which I assumed was Celebi, wondering why I didn't strike back.
I then saw my opportunity. Steve had stepped out too far with his last punch, leaving his throat exposed, so I struck fast, but only hard enough to take his breath away, and not kill him. Steve staggered from the blow, gasping for air.
"Give it a minute," I said putting my arms down from there defence position, "you'll be fine."
"How did you do that," asked Mia as I walked back to find a look of fear across Alex's face, and looks of amazement across everyone else, say for Celebi, who had her eyes closed and nodding slightly.
"He was hitting you with so many punches," said Ryan, "but you threw only one punch."
"I only needed to throw one," I said rotating my right shoulder, which was hurting from that one good punch Steve got on me. He has a good swing on him, "you hit a person in the right spot, you can knock the wind out of him."
"Your an ass," croaked Steve as he gasped for air.
"You attacked first. Self defence," I said turning to look at Steve, "if you don't want a fight, don't start one."
"I'll get you for this."
"No you won't," I said turning back to the rest of the group, "now, as you were saying, Celebi, before all this happened."
[Yes, we must finish,] said Celebi opening her eyes, which were glowing blue for a moment, then back to there normal color, [all of you must get home before your families wake.]
[Ryan, you will be receiving the Squertal known as Rain.] Said Celebi getting back to the pokémon, [I suggest that you keep her fed, or she will get a little testy.]
"That shouldn't be hard, my family has lots of food," Ryan said as he went over to the sleeping Squertal, "I have never gone hungry, and now, neither will Rain."
[That is good,] said Celebi, [the last pokémon, a Pikachu by the name of Spark will be going to Alex, who I must say that unlike her brother, you have been very quiet. Even with him losing a fight when he was only hit once.]
"Its his nature. Steve always picks a fight with the toughest person," said Alex shaking her head, "I'm just glad that Joey only hit him once and ended the fight quickly. That could of been a bad fight otherwise."
"I don't always pick a fight with the toughest person," said Steve, now that he had gotten his breath and was walking back.
"Oh come on," said Alex rolling her eyes, "you fight with people all the time. Remember two years ago when you tried to fight that kid in school who was twice your size."
"I could have beat him if the teachers hadn't pulled me off him."
"He broke your arm in two places and dislocated you shoulder."
[I don't mean to interrupt what appears to be a family matter,] said Celebi, [but I must be off. Do you have any questions you would like to ask before I leave?]
"Yes, what do we feed them?" I asked, "we don't know what to feed pokémon. We don't have Sitrus berries, or Pecha berries, or even simple Oran berries."
[Your world has foods similar to ours. What you call a Blueberry is your version of a Oran berry. You can extrapolate from looks.]
"That's helpful, thanks" I said.
"Well, I have to go or I will never get home in time," said Ryan, picking up the still sleeping Rain.
"I'll come too," said Mia grabbing her lantern and Arthur as she left.
"Wait, we should meet soon and compare notes," I said as they left, "lets all meet here in five days with our pokémon."
"I think that's a good idea," said Ryan as he reached the door, "I'll be here."
"So will I," said Mia as she left, "see you all in five days!"
"See ya," I called as I turned on my flashlight. Without Mia's lantern, the gym had gotten pitch black.
"We will come too," said Alex as she and Steve turned on there flashlights and picked up their pokémon, "and if Steve won't, I'll have Spark paralyze him, and I'll drag him here."
"Don't zap him to hard, we don't want him to loss his voice," I said smiling a little, "but Steve, in all fairness, you are a good fighter. That swing of yours has power, you just need to keep a calm head."
"Thanks for the advice," said Steve, and from his tone of voice, he was a little calmer now, "but I don't think I will take it."
"That's up to you," I said as they left, "but do think about it a little. We don't want your pokémon to have a trainer who is a vegetable."
"I'm going to take off too," said Emma, "you did good thou, Joey, with the fight I mean. Not to mention how you kept your cool when helping Gardevoir. You are one neat person, I just hope the two of us never get into a fight, but at least if we do, you can patch me up."
"Yah, I could," I said, "but I have a rule. Never hit a girl unless absolutely necessary."
"Then you are a decent person," said Emma as she left with Max, "there are a lot of indecent people out there."
Yes there is, I thought as Emma left through a door on the other side of the gym, yes there is.
[I know you want to ask me something,] said Celebi, interrupting my thoughts, [ask away.]
"Gardevoir said something before she left," I said pulling out a strip of fabric that had been on Gardevoir's dress, "this fabric is Psychic Cloth, yet even thou I'm not a Pokémon, I supposedly changed it. How is that possible?"
[Perhaps there is more to you then there seams. However, if from what I have seen in your mind, and from Gardevoir told me, only you can find the answer to your question.]
"Great, more vague answers. Why is it important people, or just anyone who is older uses vague answers?"
[We use them to bug people, like you.]
"Good answer," I said smiling, "I didn't think pokémon had a sense of sarcasm."
[We do. I find it quite useful when time traveling.]
"Ok then," I said looking at the pink wool like thing that now only Lilly slept on, "what is this stuff? It looks like Mareep wool, but it's pink."
[It is like Mareep wool, but it has been woven in a way that turns it pink. It makes very comfortable beds.]
"Is there any chance I could take some for Lilly? She may like it."
[Here,] said Celebi as a blue light passed over a small portion of the wool, [take some.]
"Thanks," I said grabbing my backpack and put a generous amount in, and as I did, I could tell that there was something as soft as this in our world, silk, "is there anyway I can help you? With Gardevoir, I mean."
[Yes. Can you move Lilly so I can put her mom on the wool. It will be easier to travel that way.]
"Sure," I said picking up Lilly, who was very light and small, so I had to be careful not to crush her in my arms.
Once Celebi saw that Lilly wasn't on the wool, she lifted Gardevoir with psychic powers and laid her gently on down.
"I will take care of your daughter," I said, hoping she could hear, "you have given me a gift with no worldly value. So long as she is in my care, I will protect Lilly."
[That is nice. I will make sure she hears that if she wakes,] said Celebi, and from where I stood, it looked like a tear was in her eye, [now stand back, as I teleport.]
"Is there a way I can contact you?" I asked as I stepped back so I wouldn't be teleported as well.
[Look behind you,] said Celebi. And with that, she teleported herself and Gardevoir away, leaving me alone in a cold dark gym, in a abandoned school, with a Pokémon.
I had a Pokémon. I was holding a living, breathing, sleeping pokémon. This was the best day of my life. Minus the few headaches, and the pain in my shoulder, but otherwise, best day of my life.
I turned around and saw something glowing blue on the bleachers. Walking over, I could see another blue orb, like the one that had brought me here, but this one was about the size of a golf ball, and beside it was a note, written in Unown.
{If you need help, break this orb and help will come.}
Ok, so I had a way of getting help. I pocketed the orb and the note and then looked at my watch. 3:57. I had ten minutes at most to get home. I put my backpack on, grabbed my hoody, and holding onto Lilly so I wouldn't drop her or my things, I ran out of the school.
When I finally got outside, it was gray out. The sun wasn't up, but it would be up soon. I set off for home, not running very fast as to wake my sleeping passenger, but I didn't dawdle either. I soon saw my house come into view. There wasn't any lights on, so hopefully no one was awake yet, so I could sneak in. I went in and kicked off my shoes in the mudroom. They didn't stink that bad, so I could wash them latter. I then ran as quietly as I could up the stairs and into my room, closing the accordion door behind me.
I set down Lilly onto my bed and took off my old cloths and slipped into my sleeping outfit. I then hid my backpack and all the stuff in it, say the pink wool which I took out, under my bed. I then put away my flashlight and phone, and set Robert's knife on my dresser. I then took my blood stained cloths, and the knife I had found, and went into the bathroom.
I first put the knife into a thing of water laced with vinegar, and then set about cleaning the blood out of my shirt and pants. Water and soap didn't work, and I wasn't going to use something like bleach or Ajaxs, since they would stain and ruin the cloths. I then tried hydrogen peroxide, and the blood then started to come out with ease. After what felt like fifteen minutes, all the blood was out of the cloths and anything that had been on the knife was off. I then dried off the knife and took it and the damp cloths back into my room.
Once back in my room, I set the cloths in my hamper so I could take them downstairs later, and put the knife in a hidden spot behind the board under my window, and pulled out a set of clean clothes for me to change into. I started to change, but then I realized a big point that I was missing. I smelled like death, and if my parents smelt me like this, then I would be toast. So I took my clean cloths into the bathroom and started to take a hot shower, which felt really nice, especially on my right shoulder, which still hurt. That Steve kid had a good punch, and while my forearms would be fine since I had had a tendency not to bruise easily, him hitting my shoulder really sucked.
Just then, a nock on the bathroom door brought me out of my thoughts.
"Identify," I said as I washed.
"Joey, its me Vinny," said the voice from the door, "let me in. I need to pee."
"You always need to pee in the morning," I said shaking my head, "very well. Enter."
"Thanks," said Vincent opening the door, and walking in.
"Don't mention it," I said as I continued to wash, glad that there was a solid red curtain so we couldn't see each other, "just hurry up and get out."
"Ok," said Vincent as he used the bathroom, "what's that smell? It smells like that rotten squirrel we found in our yard a few months ago."
"I think it's the pipes," I lied as I kept washing, "the pipes made a odd sound when I turned on the water, but this house is old, so it is probably nothing. Maybe some old build-up broke off from inside the pipes."
"Your probably right," said Vinny as he finished and started washing his hands, "well, see ya."
"See ya," I said as he left the room, closing the door behind him.
After I had washed myself twice, I turned off the water and got out to dry off, and by the time I had finished drying and getting dressed, there was light coming threw the window, and the clock we kept in the room said it was a little after 5:10. I felt hungry, which was a good thing after what had happened so far today, so I left and slipped into my room, which was next to the bathroom, and grabbed my dirty clothes hamper. On my way out, I grabbed Robert's knife and set the lock on my door to lock after I left. I then went down stairs and past the dinning room, where Vinny was eating a bowl of cereal at the table, and went into the wash room to sort my cloths into there correct baskets so they would get washed latter. After sorting the cloths, I left my basket in the room, I would pick it up later, and went to make a quick breakfast.
After I had eaten a bowl of cereal, I washed the dishes in the sink. If I didn't, then I would get in trouble since it was one of my chores I had to do. Once they were put up, I put away Robert's knife, and then started for my room, but stoped by the fridge. What if Lilly woke up and was hungry. If I brought her some food for when she woke up, then she may take to me better.
I opened the fridge and started going through it to see if we had any berries. I then found where my brothers kept their supply of snack berries, small bags of assorted berries, each with about a dozen berries in each.
One bag should be enough, I thought as I grabbed one and snuck it into my pocket, they won't miss one, and I doubt that Lilly, being so small and all, will be able to eat a lot.
I closed the fridge and started back to my room, grabbing my laundry basket as I left.
"Your up early," said a voice from behind me, and turning I could see my mom, who was still in her pink pajamas, "how are you feeling? You said you didn't feel well yesterday, so you went to bed early."
"Yep, much better," I said quickly, remembering the lie I had told, "nothing a nice sleep and a hot shower this morning couldn't fix."
"That's good," said Mom as she made herself a cup of coffee, "glad to hear that."
"Thanks, "I said running up the stairs, "see ya!"
That was close, I thought as I left, but luckily she didn't see the slight bulge in my pocket.
When I finally got back to my room, I found Lilly still asleep. How long can such a little thing sleep? I thought as I put the backet away. I then pulled the bag of berries out of my pocket and set them on my bed and sat down across from Lilly, with the bag between us.
"Wake up little one," I said opening the bag so she could smell the berries, "your life is about to change.
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(Lilly's POV)
"Wake up little one," said a odd voice as I woke up, and smelled berries, "your life is about to change."
I opened my eyes to find myself not in my room in the small house my parents and I lived in with the other pokémon, but rather a room much larger, and with lots of blue everywhere. I stand up, only to find myself on what appears to be a giant bed, and directly across from me is a human, male from the looks of him, with black hair that looked like Mareep wool, and dark brown eyes, but there was what looked like two small clear windows right in front of his face.
'Who are you?' I asked, 'where are my parents?'
"I'm afraid I don't understand Poke-speech," said the human, "you will need to speak telepathically for me to understand."
[Who are you?] I asked again telepathically, [where are my parents?]
"I am Joey, the human you have been left with," replied the human, Joey, "basically, you have been left in my care. As for your parents, let's just say that they are gone, and you may be able to see then eventually."
[So what, your a trainer? Did you abduct me from my home?] I said, becoming afraid of this strange person, [am I your slave?]
"No, no of course your not," said Joey, alarm appearing on his face, "I didn't abduct you, you were sent to me by your parents so you would be safe. As for you being a slave, no. You and I are equals. I do not own you."
[So if I wanted to, I could leave right now?] I asked looking for a exit, [and you wouldn't stop me?]
"No, I would stop you," said Joey shaking his head, "you wouldn't last a week out in my world."
[Why not?] I asked as I thought about his last comment. His world? What did that mean.
"It is my job to keep you safe, and by letting you leave, I might as well kill you now," said Joey, scarring me, "there are more dangers then you know of."
[What do you mean, your world,] I said backing up a little. Would this human try to kill me if I left?
"How much do you know what your parents were doing? I would presume that you don't know much, so I will tell you it simply," said Joey, "There was a evil crossing your world, one that no one could stop. So with the help of some mythical and legendary pokémon, teams all around your world started sending pokémon through time and space, to this world. While this world doesn't have the evil, there are still dangers everywhere. What looks safe and calm, could be dangerous."
[So what, if I left right now, I would die instantly?]
"Not immediately, but in a few days, yes you would get killed," said Joey, a sad look coming over his face, "it is my job to teach you all that you must know to survive, while giving you a good life. I am your friend."
[How can I trust you,] I asked, still scared of this person.
"If you don't trust me, trust your mother," said Joey, "reach into my mind, and you will find your trust."
[Ok,] I said, slowly reaching into his mind so I wouldn't get lost. At first I found only chaos, memories flying all over the place, but then I felt another presence, similar to Joey's mind, but a little different.
Follow me, said the presence as it flew off, I will show you what you look for.
Ok, I said following the presence, till we reached a door with some type of writing on it.
In here is what you need, said the presence as it flew off, just remember this, everything Joey has said has been true. He wants to help you.
Before I could respond, it was gone. So I walked threw the door, and soon I found myself in a odd wood room, and standing in it was my mom.
'Mom,' I cried running over, 'what are you doing here?'
'I am only a small memory your mother put into this human's head,' said Mom, 'so you wish to watch this memory?'
'OK, I will watch,' I said, wondering what my mother put in here.
Suddenly, the room changed, and now I was in a huge room. Looking around, I could see my mother, Joey, and five other humans, all smaller then my mom, who was also smaller then Joey.
'Lilly,' said my mother, 'as you are hearing this this, then you are safe, and your father and I have done our job. It is unlikely that you will see us again, so these will most likely our last words. You can trust this human known as Joey. He is very different then others of his race, and he will take care of you.'
'We never told you this, but you had a sister, Rose. She died long ago, and you never knew her. We lost her, and now it is quite possible we will lose you also.' Said mom, as a tear fell from her, 'your father and I don't want that. This human is your best chance at surviving here. You must never tell him this thou, but he is not entirely human. He has seen the future, and has done things only a Pokémon can do. He will help you in his world, but you must help him in ours.'
'I don't understand,' I said, 'why will I never see you again? And why must I help this human, all he has done is scare me.'
'Yes, Joey is quite scary, but only to those who will cause him or those in his care harm. If he has scared you, tell him and he will try to fix it.' Mom said as the memory started to fade away
'Wait, you didn't answer me,' I cried as she left, 'why will I never see you again?'
'Good bye my little flower,' said my mom as she disappeared, 'I love you so.'
And then I was back in my body, crying softly. I then felt a strong hand touch me, and looking up I saw Joey looking at me, concern in his eyes.
"How can I help," he asked.
Not knowing what to do, I shock my head in a no fashion, and just sat there crying. My parents had been everything to me, and now they were gone. As I sat their, I felt the bed move slightly, and then a large arm moved around me in an embrace.
"It will be ok," said Joey, "everything will be ok."
[How will it be ok?] I said, still crying, [I will never see my parents, I just found out that I had a sister I never knew, and I can't talk with any of my friends.]
"Do you mean Spark, Arthur, Max, Rain and Flare?"
[How do you know my friends names?] I asked looking up at Joey.
"I know the kids they were left with. One of the kids doesn't like me that much, but that's because I beat him in a fight by throwing only one punch, but the rest are quite nice."
[Can we go see them?] I asked as I stoped crying.
"We can't go today, but I have plans to meet with them in five days," said Joey, smiling when he saw me stop crying, "we can see them then."
[Ok,] I said right as my stomach grumbled, [do you have anything to eat?]
"I was wondering when you would ask that," said Joey, pulling out a odd clear thing full of berries, "these are for you."
[Wow, berries!] I cheered grabbing the thing and pulled out a berry, [thank you.]
"Your welcome, little one," said Joey as he got up off the bed, "I'll be right back."
[Where are you going?] I asked as I started to eat.
"I'm getting you a few things, just keep eating."
[Ok,] I said as I went back to eating.
The berries were good, but a little different than the ones I had at home. The little blue ones that looked like Oran berries were sweater then usual, while the ones that looked like Razz berries were a little more bitter. I didn't like the bitterness. The third berry new to me. It looked like a Rawst berry, but it was red. When I bit into one, at first it was sour, but it then turned sweet.
While I ate, Joey went around the room, grabbing a few things, and then went under the bed and started digging through something under there.
"Found it!" Cried Joey as he stood up, holding some thing pink.
[What did you find?] I asked as I ate.
"A few things you are going to want," said Joey as he put the pink down, "first, a bed for you."
[I get a bed,] I said touching the pink stuff, to find out that it was pink Mareep wool, [where did you get this?]
"I have my ways," said Joey in a odd fashion, as he pulled out a strip of white fabric, "you are going to want this a lot more thou. It was part of your mother's dress."
[What! How did you get this?] I said as I stoped eating to take the fabric in my hands. It was soft, and when I rubbed it against my face, it still smelled like flowers, my mom's favorite thing.
"Your mother let me see it, since I was curious about Psychic Cloth, and I never got to give it back. You can have it if you want, I have no use for it."
[What could I use it for?] I asked looking at the cloth. I wanted the cloth, but I had no idea what to use it for.
"I have a idea. I'm going to think of something, you take it and change the cloth into it. Do you think you could do that?"
[I think so,] I said as I reached back into Joey's mind. I soon found a imagine being pushed out, which I caught. I had no idea what it was, but I soon felt the fabric changing. When I left Joey's mind and looked down, I was holding a small fabric flower, with white petites and a light green center, and a small clip on the underside.
"May I see it for a second?" Asked Joey as I looked at the flower, "I will give it back."
[Here,] I said handing him the flower, [what is it?]
"This, is called a hair flower," said Joey as he reached over me, and put the flower on my head, then going over to a shelf and grabbing a small shiny board and bringing it over, "what do you think?"
[Wow,] I said looking at the board. I could see myself perfectly in this shiny board, like when I look into water sometimes, only better. The white and green flower was on the right side of my head, and when my head moved, it stayed in place, [it stays when I move my head. How is that?]
"I used the clip on the bottom to attach it to your hair. It will stay in place unless you remove it, or get it wet. You don't want to sleep with it thou."
[Thank you,] I said, smiling, [it's very pretty.]
"Yes it is," said Joey as he put away the shiny board and started going through a box next to it, "once you finish eating, I will give you a third gift."
[Ok,] I said as I went back to eating. I soon finished all the berries, say for the ones that looked like Razz berries, I didn't like those, [I'm done.]
"Didn't like the raspberries, did you?" Said Joey as he came back with a odd shiny bar.
[No. There too bitter,] I said pushing the clear thing away with the remainder of the Razz berry like things, Raspberries as Joey called them, [what do you have now?]
"This should take care of the bitterness," said Joey as he opened the shiny bar to reveal a brown one underneath, "chocolate fixes anything."
[What's chocolate?] I asked as Joey sat down.
"How do I put this in terms you will understand," said Joey scratching his head, "chocolate is the Sitrus Berry of all food. There is nothing better then chocolate."
[Can I try some?] I asked, curious now. What could be that good.
"Here," said Joey breaking the bar into six pieces and handing me three, "enjoy."
I picked up a piece, and I could finally smell it. The smell was amazing, and indescribable, so the taste should be at least that good. I tried taking a bite, only to find that it was too hard to bite.
[What's the deal? I can't bite it.]
"Work on it a minute," said Joey as he bit into his with ease, "it sometimes takes a few tries, but as you try, it will start to melt, and it becomes easier."
I tried biting into the chocolate again, and this time a price broke off and I started to eat it. The flavor was even better then the smell, and as I ate it, the chocolate took on the texture of Moomoo milk. [Wow.]
"I thought you would like this," said Joey as he finished his pieces, "and what's even better is that there are so many different types of chocolate, and it can be put into so many things."
[So you can do different things with this?] I asked as I started on my second piece, [like what?]
"Well, you can dip berries in chocolate, people make a lot of money off that, you can also make chocolate drinks, like chocolate milk."
[You have Moomoo milk?] I asked looking at Joey, [Can I have some?]
"We have something similar, but I can't get you some right now. The rest of my family doesn't even know that you exists. To them, pokémon are toys, a tv show, and a lot of games, but they aren't real."
[So what, I will have to stay here forever? That sounds like a very boring life,] I said finishing my chocolate pieces.
"No, once you and I have gotten more acquainted, and I find a way to bring it up, then we will introduce you to everyone," said Joey, "quick question. How do you feel about teleporting around a room while moving objects around?"
[I am definitely not doing that. I'm not even that good at teleportation. The last time I did it, I knocked myself out,] I said shaking my head, [Why would I need to do that anyway?]
"Just an idea," said Joey, smiling a little, "when people don't believe something, sometimes you have to do something drastic to make them believe."
Just then, I felt something come over me, like a heavy weight, and then I felt really tired.
[What's happening?] I asked as I yawned, [Why am I so tired?]
"Dang, I forgot about that," said Joey shaking his head, "when you first eat chocolate, it can make you very tired, and since you ate a good amount of it, your about to pass out. Sorry about that."
[Its ok,] I said, my speak getting longer as I slowly walked across Joey's bed to get to mine, [I'll just take a nap.]
I collapsed onto my bed and closed my eyes, and as I fell asleep, I heard Joey's voice.
"Have a present sleep, little one. When you wake, I will be here. You are safe.
How is that for a third chapter? Was it good for you? L and I hope it was.
So now Joey have a shiny Ralts in his bedroom. How is this going to play out now? And how will Joey's family react to Lilly? I don't know. L says she has a idea, but she seems to want to keep it under wraps for now. All she is willing to say is that it should be spectacular.
But for now, this is The Pokémon Writer, and L, signing off.
