I don't own Pokemon


Cheren

I woke up again a good few hours later. This time I was in a large cave. Thankfully the glowing rings and villainous red eyes were gone, instead a large green mass with worrying red eyes watched over me. The green mass let out a cry.

"He's up? It's about time," a voice from another part of the cave replied.

I could hear quick steps coming towards me in a blur of blue and orange. Standing before me was a tall girl with spiked orange pigtails. She wore black knee length shorts and a light blue and white shirt. She had on white socks, light blue sneakers, and on her head were a pair of light blue goggles.

"Are you feeling better?" The girl asked. I hesitantly nodded. Who was she? Where was I? I would have asked her, except those villainous red eyes were staring at me again. My eyes widened in fright that the Pokemon was about to attack.

"Umbreon, stop scaring him," she said bending down to hug the Umbreon. "Hi, my name's Courtney!" she extended a hand for me to shake. I took it, still looking strangely at her. "Welcome, to the island! Because we have no clue where we are, I'm proud to include you onto the deserted island."

"Hi, I'm Cheren," I responded taking her hand. She was strange, she skipped around as she showed me her Pokemon and told me what their jobs where.

"I'm sorry if Umbreon scared you, he was patrolling the island last night when he found you. I had Blaziken help me bring you back here. You must have hit your head really hard, you were out for a whole week," Courtney explained as she gave me the grand tour of the island.

"How long have you been here, you seem to know this place inside out," I asked.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Hey Umbreon, how long has it been?" Her Umbreon let out a quiet cry, which she understood perfectly. "It's been that long? Wow," Courtney turned back to me. "We've been here for about four months."

"Four months?" I was shocked! She has been here for so long and it seemed like she didn't really care. Is she insane? She must have been. I'm surprised she's not talking to inanimate objects! ….. I take than back; she just asked a rock if it was having a nice day.

"Do you want to get off this island?" I asked.

"If I can, why do you think I have Umbreon and Dragonite on patrol? But, if I can't get off, this place is nice. I wouldn't mind living here the rest of my life." She replied.

She was so strange, didn't really care if she got home, how could she be so carefree? What I didn't know was within the next few weeks, I would open up to her more then I would to any of my other friends. I guess it was her caring and relaxed personality.


I love the line about asking a rock if it was having a nice day. This chapter was fun to write. More chapters, coming soon! Thank you so much for reading!