Hello there readers! I apologize for the late update. I got no excuses, 'cuz I just completely forgot. And, sorry, but this is probably one of my shorter chapters... My bad. Now... All you followers, thank you for showing interest in my story!
EmeraldDragon1: Aight, will do bro.
Milcatopy: If you're talking to me, no. This is my second story. However, this is the first story that I'm attempting to actually go through with. The other one was just... Well... I'll see what'll happen.
Without further ado, here's Chapter 3.
[Ann's POV]
As I opened my eyes, I glanced around. I was in a very decorated room. The walls were red and there was a window opposite of me with thin curtains draping them, keeping the room bright, but blocking the view outside. As I looked at the floor, there were dolls everywhere, as well as a rather huge bed that a princess from one of those fairy tales would sleep in on one side. The floor was carpeted and felt so soft as I rubbed it with my... Wait... Wha...
I quickly got up and walked over to a mirror, only to stare and wonder what had happened. My hair was in something similar to pigtails, with two red fin-like horns jutting from my head. I was a lot shorter too and my gown-like bottom turned into a tutu. There was no way this was happening... I was back to being a Kirlia...
Then, there was a knock on the door. Slowly, it opened and someone walked in. My head snapped to the door and my eyes widened. An elderly human woman was standing there. She was quite short and was a little hunched over. Her snow white hair was held in a bun and her face radiated the sort of calming and energetic aura a child would produce, despite all the wrinkles. She had on a purple robe and used a cane to balance herself as she looked at me with a tender gaze and smile. "So little one, how are you today?"
I couldn't bring myself to stop staring at her. This had to be a dream; as much as I didn't want it to be, this had to be a dream. There's no way someone who's been dead for three years can come back to life. But apparently, my mind likes to play tricks on me as the old lady's face contorted to a look of worry and concern as she neared me. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
I just stood there, looking at my caretaker since birth. I gulped and opened my mouth as I tried to-
BOOM!
I snapped my eyes open and breathed short and jagged breaths. "Eh...? Oh... So it really was just a dream..." Sadly, I took a look around. I was back inside the wooden cabin and and it seemed like the storm had begun as rain poured on the cabin. But it didn't seem that cold... Then, I realized; there was a fire crackling in the fireplace. Quickly, I tried to get up. Key word being 'tried,' as the only I did was wiggle around a bit. I felt something tight restricting my whole body. I couldn't move. Panicking, I thrashed around, which seemed to grab the attention of someone nearby. I turned to see who it was, only to meet the gaze of a pair of scarlet red eyes.
I stared into them for a moment, but didn't get a chance to observe the person very well as a male voice called out. "Hey Gale, is she awake now?"
I snapped out of my little trance and saw that this "Gale" was actually a Gallade. Gale turned to where the voice was coming from and replied back. "Yeah, she's awake."
As they talked, I continued staring at him, thinking about those red eyes of his, and his voice. They all seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember from where. When he turned to me, he noticed me looking at him. Gale looked away and scratched his cheek while he blushed. Things were silent for a few moments until Gale cleared his throat and spoke up while averting his gaze. "Um... I'm... Sorry about what happened earlier... Didn't mean to... Y'know..."
At first, I blinked a few times out of confusion. "Earlier? What happened earlier?" I tilted my head to the side, until something finally clicked. That pose... That voice... Those eyes... It couldn't be... I gulped and weakly whispered, "So you were the 'human' that knocked me out...?"
Gale flinched at my guess and sighed before turning back to me. He had a dumb grin on his face as he nervously scratched the back of his head. "Hahaha... Looks like I've been caught."
I just stayed perfectly still as thoughts began racing through my mind. "Arceus... How's that... That 'human' was really a Gallade? How can that be?! I only thought Zouras and Zoroarks can do stuff like that!" Seeming to sense my inner turmoil, Gale sighed and leaned over me. I didn't even notice that whatever was wrapped around me was unwound until Gale playfully tapped my head with his fist. I blinked and looked up towards him as he chuckled. "You usually space out this often?"
I blushed a little and turned away from him. "Hmph. And I thought you Gallades were supposed to be gentlemen."
Gale just laughed at that and I couldn't help but chuckle with him. Something about him makes me feel... At ease, but I don't know what...
[Gale's POV]
Mentally, I had signalled for Trace and Jill to come down once I knocked the Gardevoir unconscious. They were surprised to say the least when they saw that it was a Gardevoir who was inside the cabin and not a human. Jill took out some rope and began tying the Gardevoir up, muttering something about Psychic-types.
By the time the storm came, the three of us had gotten comfy inside the cabin. I had started a fire by getting some wood from outside and igniting it inside the fireplace with a Fire Punch. Trace had managed to bring in a bunch of berries and other fruits before the storm came, but it seemed as though the Gardevoir had collected quite a bit beforehand. We feasted for a bit, still having a lot left over and Jill decided to take a 'beauty nap' near the fire. Trace had taken out the red scarf our master had given him and stared at it as he sat near the fire. I took the other seat and took out the book our master left me, reading from where I left off.
However, I couldn't bring myself to read as I turned to the unconscious Gardevoir next to me. This Gardevoir is really... Different from those I've seen. Normally they'd be all cheery and happy, but this one... She seems to hold a sort of unease. Even as she was dreaming I felt it. Whatever she went through must've been tough. And those stares... Every time she stares at me, I can't help but stare back. Her red eyes especially. I can literally read her emotions through them, but they always seem to hide something. "Though I must admit, she is rather beautif-"
My train of thought was suddenly derailed by her wiggling and thrashing about. I closed my book and put it on the chair before going over to the Gardevoir and kneeling down next to her. Then came the staring. I can't say I hate it, but it can get a little... Unnerving after a bit. Thankfully, Trace saved me.
I turned away to answer back, but she was still staring at me when I faced her again. Then, I noticed her facial features. Her green hair was pretty much the same as the other Gardevoir's, but a little longer in the front, covering most of her left eye. Her face was as white as porcelain, but that's all I really got before I turned away and blushed. "I really, really hope she doesn't sense my emotions. C'mon Gale, think! New subject, new subject..."
I cleared my throat and began speaking softly whatever came to mind first. "Um... I'm... Sorry about what happened earlier... Didn't mean to... Y'know..."
It seemed to take a while for the Gardevoir to process, but it seemed as though she understood. "So you were the 'human' that knocked me out...?"
My fear was confirmed. I put on a grin and scratched the back of my head nervously as I answered back. "Hahaha... Looks like I've been caught."
Then came the inner turmoil. I sighed and leaned over to where Jill had tied her knot. I tugged on it a few times and it came loose. Quickly, I unwound the Gardevoir, but it seemed as though she was still too deep in thought. I couldn't help but chuckle at this and bonked her gently on the head with my fist. "You usually space out this often?"
She blushed at my comment and turned away before retaliating. "Hmph. And I thought you Gallades were supposed to be gentlemen."
Now that I had to laugh at. I've seen quite a few Gallades before. Half of them weren't even close to being 'gentle,' much less being 'men.' And it seemed as though I got her to laugh with me. Looks like she can make and take jokes too.
All of a sudden, a thought crossed my mind. I stopped laughing and turned to the Gardevoir. "Say, what's your name? My name's Gale and the other two behind me are Trace and Jill." I pointed to Trace and Jill, Trace waving back and Jill still sleeping.
The Gardevoir looked at all three of us and put on a small smile before introducing herself. "My name is Ann. Pleased to meet you all."
I smiled and started to inquire her more until something rumbled. I turned to the ceiling and frowned. It sure didn't sound like thunder. When I turned back to Ann, her face was beet red and she was staring down to the ground. When it all clicked, I covered my mouth with my hand to stilfe a laugh, but Trace was relentless and he fell off his chair, laughing his ass off. Ann glared at Trace and then back to me with a deep blush and an embarrassed frown. I managed to keep the laughter down and took a deep breath before getting up and offering her my hand with a smile on my face. "C'mon, let's eat."
Ann stopped frowning and looked at my hand. After a moment, she smiled and nodded as she took my hand. "Okay."
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