I pulled on the fabric that wrapped around my arm. Apparently Green had thought someone would have gotten hurt on route 1 so he packed a bunch of medical supplies. Well he didn't say he was packed a bunch of supplies, he just pulled out some wraps and told me to fix my arm. I had also used the wraps on Bubbles to keep the crack on his shell from getting any larger. We were currently at the edge of town, right behind May's old house. Me and May used to play back here when we were little. We played so much that we memorized every inch of the place. Now only dirt and dead grass remained from our endeavors.
"Squrt..." Bubbles yawned as he nestled into the crook of my injured arm. My face hardened slightly.
"Ok, so everyone in town has probably called the police by now." I sketched the outline of a police car into the dirt with a stick. "And the are most likely waiting on route 1 for us." I make a rough drawing of route one using my memories. "So instead of going through route 1, I'm thinking we go completely around the route itself." I make four stick figures, one that was small and with a shell, another with my hat, some other one with red's hat, and lastly one with overly large hair.
"My hair is not that big!" Green used his own stick to erase his hair, and put in much neater and less spiky hair. "And your head is much bigger then that." Green erased my stick figure's head and replaced it with one bigger then the police car.
"No!" I erased my head and replaced it with a smaller one. I then reached over and erased Green completely, then I replaced him with a stick figure who's head was larger then the route, then added even larger hair. "This is much more accurate for you." I sniped at him. Green glared at me with an intense burning hatred. I laughed at his attempt to look threatening.
"Uh guys, I think we should get going." Red then used his stick to erase everything on the ground. Green stood up and folded his arms.
"Right, right." I shook my head in agreement and stood up. I brushed the dirt off of my legs and adjusted the strap on my shoulder. I winced slightly as Bubbles moved around slightly in his sleep. Red seemed to take notice.
"Why don't your put your squirtle in his pokeball?" Red asked while Green eyed my wrapped arm.
"Studies show that pokemon preform better the more amount of time they are out of the pokeball." I looked down as Bubble's shell.
"Really?" Red seemed to reach subconsciously for his belt. I nodded.
"Will you both stop talking!" Green suddenly hissed. I looked at him owlishly. Green was looking in the distance. I followed his gaze, and saw a horrifying sight.
The police were coming towards the house.
I stepped back. "Guys, get in the house." I looked back at the old wooden home. I ran for the back porch. I held my squirtle tighter.
Age had eaten away at the redwood porch. A backdoor hung open, beckoning me in a panic. I obeyed it's call and jumped into the doorway.
Inside the house was a ghost of it's former self. The usual table that sat in the kitchen had fallen over, one of it's legs snapped at one point it seemed. The cabinets were all flung open, but only dust remained inside. I looked behind me to see Red holding his pokeball in his hand. Green was even closer then normal, his arms no longer crossed, but wavering over his pokeball on his belt.
I walked further inside. I went past the rotting kitchen and into the living room. The carpet remained, but it was worse for wear. The small T.V's screen flickered, coating the room in an unsteady light. The couch had many holes, seemingly from age, or something eating through the couch itself. The room gave off a pungent smell. I coughed lightly at the stale air.
I gulped slightly and slowed my pace. I hugged my pokemon a little tighter. I walked up to one of the windows and attempted to look out of it, but a coat of grime blocked my view. I didn't want to disturb anything, in case the entire house was held up by the filth itself.
"we need to hide." My voice steady, yet I could tell from Red and Green's posture that they knew I was scared.
"i hope you don't expect me to hide in a drawer." Green whispered. He seemed to look around the room.
"should we go upstairs?" Red asked with the same tone as Green. I looked around the room and spotted the stairs still in the corner of the room. I nodded to him.
"Squirtle?" Bubbles asked. I looked down to see my pokemon had awoken. I placed my finger to my lips. Bubbles then hopped out of my arms and landed on the floor. I felt exposed. "squirtle..." Bubbles whispered.
I gulped as I headed towards the stairs. I placed my first foot on the step, the stair groaned in response. I licked my lips. I placed my foot on the next step. The step hissed. I froze. I gulped, then put the rest of my weight on the step. I repeated with the third and the fourth, eventually settling on the fact that the police could be right outside.
That idea got me to start moving faster. My injured hand slid over the dusty hand rail. My feet walked up the steps with relative ease now.
Next thing I knew there was a large crack, suddenly there wasn't ground underneath me. My injured arm gripped onto the hand rail. My body flung to the side and then slammed into a wall. Then suddenly I wasn't holding onto the hand rail anymore. I grabbed open air as darkness surrounded me. My back collided into something hard and I cried out. Dust flew up into the air, surrounding me.
"BLUE!" I heard a voice, I wasn't sure if it was Red or Green's.
"SQUIRTLE-SQUIRT!" I heard Bubble's cry out. I coughed in response.
"BLUE!" Another voice called out into the darkness. I coughed as I attempted to swat away the dust. I sat up, still coughing up a storm. I felt something cold touch my shoulder. I let out scream and swatted at whatever was touching me.
"BLUE!" This time Red and Green's voice sounded in unison, along with a rather loud mimic from my squirtle. I looked at what touched me.
It was a manikin.
I backed away, my hand holding my heart. I was panting heavily.
May's parents didn't have a manikin...
I dared not blink at the object.
"g-guys..." My voice was scratchy from my coughing fit.
"Blue! Are You OK?" That was clearly Red's voice.
"I-I'm... Fine..." I hesitated to look, but I removed my gaze from the creepy manikin and looked up to where I had fallen in. The only source of light being from above. A cloud of dust had floated above me and the manikin, and was blocking me from seeing anyone above.
"Why did you scream so loudly?" Green asked. Of course that's what he asked. I looked back down at the manikin to see it had moved closer. I froze.
"G-Guys...There is a manikin... It's getting closer to m-" Before I could finish I saw the manikin's arm jerk upwards. I let out another scream. "GAHH! IT MOVED! IT F- MOVED!" I backed up into a wall.
"WHAT?!" Suprisingly Green yelled. The manikin moved it's other arm.
"GAHH IT MOVED! IT MOVED! IT MOVED!" I tried to move back more, but the wall forbid me from doing so. "IT'S GOIN' TO KILL ME!"
"HIT IT!" Green yelled to me. I kicked out my foot and hit the manikin. My foot went right on through.
"GAH! I CAN'T TOUCH IT!" The manikin's hand then touched my shoulder. I let out a high pitched scream as I crumpled onto the ground. My entire body shaking.
I heard laughing.
"Haunt-Haunt-Haunter..." A pokemon, A haunter most likely...
My eye twitched.
If that was how the pokemon was going to be then I'll play along.
I continued to shake and convulse, but it was forced beyond belief. I curled myself into a ball as I continued to shake.
"BLUE!" Red's voice called down.
"BLUE! IF YOU DIE, I'LL KILL YOU." Green seemed to be angry, but it was clear he was frightened beyond all belief.
I heard something tumble down the stairs.
"Squirt!"
"HAUNTER HAUNT-HAUNT-HAUNTER" The haunter laughed at my squirtle's misfortune. I looked at the pokemon to make sure it was indeed a haunter and not a weird cosplaying human. Indeed it's purple, gaseous body floated there laughing. It had a round head with a pair of disembodied hands. Each hand had three pointed fingers, almost like claws. Its head was flanked by three large, spiked protrusions on either side, and its eyes were large and triangular with small pupils. The gases that composed its head curved down to form several pointed teeth framing a pink mouth and a long tongue. Its body tapered into a jagged tail that seemed to be they way the pokemon floated in midair. When the haunter turned to look at me, I looked ahead of me.
I tried not to focus on anything when the haunter floated in front of my vision. I heard two pairs of footsteps follow my squirtle.
"Haunt?" The haunter waved a claw in front of my head. I tried not to even blink. This will teach that haunter to mess with me! The pokemon got unnaturally close to me.
It suddenly got ridiculously cold. The haunter seemed to notice too, because next thing I knew the haunter flew out of the room.
I blinked.
Wait...
Before I could think the haunter appeared suddenly in front of me. The sudden action causing me to jump back in shock.
"WHAT TH-" My head hit something. I turned slowly to see another manikin, it's arms outstretched. I covered my mouth to hold in a scream as I back away. I went right through the haunter behind me. I suddenly felt ridiculously cold.
I felt tired.
I shook my head as I stood up. I looked up to see the manikin move closer. I blinked slowly.
Were they doing this again?
I rubbed where the back of my head hit the manikin...
I froze.
I couldn't touch the manikin before, and now I could?
I felt a headache coming on.
"Can you stop it?" I growled at the haunter. I hunched over as I felt my legs shake. The haunter looked at me blankly.
"Blue?" I heard a muffled voice ask past the wall.
"Guys?" Turned at the wall. The manikin touched my shoulder. I pushed it away. "Stop it!"
"Blue! Are you ok?" I couldn't tell who was talking.
"Squirtle squirtle!" I heard Bubbles bang onto the wall..
"I'm fine... I'm just..." I yawned. "Really tired."
"Yo! Stay awake stupid!" Green seemed to start banging on the wall.
"Why?" I heard Red ask.
"Because there are haunter in there. If she falls asleep, she won't be waking up." Green explained. "Go Charcoal. Use tackle on the wall!" I heard a bang as the wall vibrated. I stopped myself from yawning again.
I felt something lick my arm.
"GAH IT LICKED ME!" I waved my arm around as if something bit me. I blinked then reached into my bag and pulled out my pokedex. I aimed it at the haunter and scanned it.
"By licking, it saps the victim's life. It causes shaking that won't stop until the victim's demise." My pokedex seemed to cheerfully explain. I blinked and pushed my pokedex back into my bag slowly.
I felt it lick my face.
"STOP IT!" I told the pokemon as I stepped away from it. I ran into the manikin. It's arms suddenly wrapped around me, holding me in place. I grunted and attempted to kick the manikin. "STOP!"
"Bulbasaur use tackle!" I heard Red's muffled voice command. Suddenly the wall seemed to collapse on itself.
"Bubbles! Use tackle on the manikin!" Out of the rubble and dust, my pokemon slammed into the manikin, sending it's torso flying into the wall. With no body, the arms that were holding me fell.
"Squirtle!" My pokemon ran and jumped into my arms. He nuzzled the crook of my neck as he tried to hug me. I laughed and hugged him back.
"Let's get out of this place." I turned on my heel and faced the haunter.
"Bubbles use bubble!" I pointed to the haunter.
That is going to get old quick.
My pokemon reared back his head and opened his mouth and let out...Air...I sighed.
"It was worth a try." I ran and scooped up my pokemon. "Run!" Red blinked and grabbed his pokemon in his hands. Green just returned his and followed me.
I turned a sharp right, looking for the exit. I glanced back to make sure Red and Green were indeed following me.
I pushed off of a wall using my bad arm to turn quickly. I hissed through my teeth. I saw the living room. I ran past the flickering T.V and past the kitchen. I made a sharp right, nearly falling, and jumped through the door. I banged my shoulder on the doorknob, but I made it though.
I panted as I watched Green dive through the door with Red closely following suit. I watched as the haunter stopped at the door. It watched me intently. I grinned.
"Well I nearly lost my soul, how has your day been?" I asked Green as he walked over.
"Oh you know, saving your butt. The usual." Green sighed.
"Actually, I was saved by Bubbles here. Not you." I patted my squirtle's head.
"I thought Flower here saved you by busting down the wall." Red held up his bulbasaur.
'Flower' was a small, quadruped bulbasaur with bluish-green skin and dark patches. Its thick legs each ended with three sharp claws. Its eyes had red irises, while the outsides and pupils were white. The bulbasaur had a pair of small, pointed teeth visible when its mouth was opened to smile at me. It had a small green bulb on its back.
Well Flower was defiantly better then Bubbles, but was kinda generic if you asked me.
"Nope. Bubbles saved me all by himself." I brushed off any further argument by jerking my thumb towards forest that surrounded Pallet town. "Besides, we should get going before nightfall." Bubbles nodded in agreement and sat in my arm comfortably, his round head laying on my shoulder.