Author's note; I'm sorry about the hiatus. I find myself busy all the time. I will try to update whenever I can. Please keep checking! On a different note, I have gotten a little better at writing. I will make longer chapters for you to wait for! They'll get a bit longer, I promise.
Chapter 4;
Millie woke up in a black room. There was no light. Even though that was the case, she could see everything. By 'everything', she meant herself. She looked in all directions, but there was nothing to see. The landscape seemed to go on so far but it felt so condensed. Everything seemed to quiet, but not eerie in the least. It seemed kinda... nice. She stood quietly in place. The mood started to settle when Millie felt a tap on her shoulder. Instinctively, she turned around. There was nobody there. Well, if she could take an abyss of nothingness, she can take an imagined gesture. This was somehow natural. All of a sudden, a bright red light attacked her at all sides. There was no escaping it. Just as fast as it happened, the empty room fled. She now found herself in a building. A hospital of sorts. It was rather high tech. What would she be doing there? And, now that she thought about it, where was Polly? As she searched the room, she came in contact with the boy in front of her. Was he a giant? No... he wasn't the only thing. All around the room were gigantic objects. By this logic, she could have only shrunk. The boy was wearing a T-shirt, scraped jeans and a backwards cap, presumably to try and be cool. After the events of earlier, she snapped out of of it and talked to the boy. "Hey... who are you? Please, tell me where I am and what's going o-" she couldn't finish. The boy had a smug look on his face. He blurted, "I am happy to be with you, too! I am Terry Rustle! Now what will be your name, little buddy?" Millie was puzzled. "U-um... My name is M-Millie." she stammered. "Hmm... yeah! Mattie would be a good name for my first pokemon EVER!" he declared. Pokemon? What was he talking about? He snatched his backpack and ran up to the nurse with curly pink loops for hair stationed behind that counter and talked. Meanwhile, Millie was dazed. Who? What? When? Where? Why? How? Questions filled her mind like air in a balloon. She took this chance to take a look around. This was much like an ordinary hospital. Ancient looking pictures draped the white walls. It was about time when she stumbled upon a mirror. In it, she saw not herself, but a cute, fuzzy minun in her place. No... it couldn't be... Could she have..? Possibly, her words came out as random 'mi's and 'nin's? What was that room? She decided that the only way to find out was sticking with this boy. Terry, was his name? It was just then when the boy, Terry, got what he needed. He came over to poor Millie and said, "Come on, Mattie! Lets embark on our journey~!" He seemed really ignorant and stupid. Will she ever learn to like him? Terry ran out of the place quickly. Having little to no other choice, she trotted along with him. Outsides, he got on to him bike. It was red and had a faded lightning bolt on it. Then there was this weird side mirror. Millie hopped in the basket in front. "I need to tell my mom the news! She'll be so happy!" Terry nearly screamed. With that, he sped off. Millie looked back to see a pokemon center. Then there was a little plusil running toward it, looking for something.