Someone shook me awake early the next morning. "Um...it's...too...early...ugh," I moaned. The shaking continued. Finally I opened my eyes.
"Ok, ok, I'm up already! What's the big..." I realized that the room was empty. "...deal? Ok, who's there? What do you want?"
So you can't see me yet, Airen. I was hoping...oh, well. Maybe when you have more power... said the voice in my head. I groaned, confused and angry all at the same time.
Go away. If I WANTED to see you, I could. But it's... I trained off, looking at the clock. It's six-thirty! If you want to talk to me wait until at least eight!
Hm. Then look at me, Airen, and tell me what you see, said the voice. I stared hard at what appeared to be wavering air in front of me. Finally I could see the faintest outline of an image, but I didn't understand what I saw.
The figure was tall, I'd give it that much. It was a sort of purply-grey. It stood on two legs and had a tail. I told all this to the figure.
And what you say is correct. But be aware that I am only the messenger. And there was a blue flash, and the figure disappeared. I groaned again and fell back on my bed, asleep instantly.
I woke up at about nine, got dressed, and walked into the Center's small kitchen to find a great surprise waiting for me. Not only were Lily, Chris, Brian, and Joy there, but also in the kitchen were two people I never thought I'd see again.
"Keya! I don't believe it! That's...that's impossible!" cried the older girl, and I smiled.
"It is possible, Mo," I said softly. "Because it's true."
The two were Monica and Tuscany, the two oldest of seven siblings who called themselves the 'Day Children'. They each waited to give gifts to trainers on different days of the week. They had been my friends back when I still lived in Silver City. And the seven of them were the only non-trainers who were Darkness Masters.
"We heard that there were weird things going on here on Cinnabar, so we decided to check it out," said Tuscany. "And we found you!"
"And you sure were early about it," I half-complained, and everyone laughed, knowing how I was about getting up in the morning. "ARE there strange things going on here?" I directed this question at the twins. They glanced nervously at each other.
"Well...sort of...I guess..." Lily could avoid a subject for hours if you let her, so I turned to Chris.
"The whole point of building a shelter here is to keep the pokémon safe from other trainers. There seem to be trainers showing up a lot more often now, but no one knows why." Chris shrugged to show he didn't know either, and I suddenly remembered the voice from earlier that morning.
But be aware that I am only the messenger. What could THAT mean??
"Uh, Keya? You plan on helping with this or what?" Brian called, and I realized everyone else was halfway out the door already. I grabbed my pokèbelt and hurried to catch up.
Lily and Chris had their own baby pokémon, twin Vulpix, and there was a baby Girafarig that followed Monica around. With Houndour and Eevee added to that, plus a baby Nidoran female, we needed to work in shifts, one of us watching the small pokémon at all times.
Joy agreed to watch them first, so the rest of us got to work. There was a small pond surrounded by recently transplanted trees, and we decided that would be a good place to build, right near the pond.
We cleared the area and started building right away. It didn't have to be a fancy thing, since there wouldn't be very many people who would come to Cinnabar Island, and the Center was right there anyway.
Soon it was my shift to watch the baby pokémon. It was kind of fun to sit and play with them instead of having to work. The Girafarig was still so young it wobbled when it stood; Houndour was still limping around on a once-broken leg.
I let out the Growlithe that Jason had given as payment for healing Eve (the Eevee)'s twin brother, Veeon. It ran around for a while, and I called it back again, just as I felt something land on my shoulder.
It was Karen's Hoothoot.
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Yes, I know Hoothoot are nocturnal. That's the point. But you probably don't understand yet. That's why you should read the next chapter. ~The Darkness Master
"Ok, ok, I'm up already! What's the big..." I realized that the room was empty. "...deal? Ok, who's there? What do you want?"
So you can't see me yet, Airen. I was hoping...oh, well. Maybe when you have more power... said the voice in my head. I groaned, confused and angry all at the same time.
Go away. If I WANTED to see you, I could. But it's... I trained off, looking at the clock. It's six-thirty! If you want to talk to me wait until at least eight!
Hm. Then look at me, Airen, and tell me what you see, said the voice. I stared hard at what appeared to be wavering air in front of me. Finally I could see the faintest outline of an image, but I didn't understand what I saw.
The figure was tall, I'd give it that much. It was a sort of purply-grey. It stood on two legs and had a tail. I told all this to the figure.
And what you say is correct. But be aware that I am only the messenger. And there was a blue flash, and the figure disappeared. I groaned again and fell back on my bed, asleep instantly.
I woke up at about nine, got dressed, and walked into the Center's small kitchen to find a great surprise waiting for me. Not only were Lily, Chris, Brian, and Joy there, but also in the kitchen were two people I never thought I'd see again.
"Keya! I don't believe it! That's...that's impossible!" cried the older girl, and I smiled.
"It is possible, Mo," I said softly. "Because it's true."
The two were Monica and Tuscany, the two oldest of seven siblings who called themselves the 'Day Children'. They each waited to give gifts to trainers on different days of the week. They had been my friends back when I still lived in Silver City. And the seven of them were the only non-trainers who were Darkness Masters.
"We heard that there were weird things going on here on Cinnabar, so we decided to check it out," said Tuscany. "And we found you!"
"And you sure were early about it," I half-complained, and everyone laughed, knowing how I was about getting up in the morning. "ARE there strange things going on here?" I directed this question at the twins. They glanced nervously at each other.
"Well...sort of...I guess..." Lily could avoid a subject for hours if you let her, so I turned to Chris.
"The whole point of building a shelter here is to keep the pokémon safe from other trainers. There seem to be trainers showing up a lot more often now, but no one knows why." Chris shrugged to show he didn't know either, and I suddenly remembered the voice from earlier that morning.
But be aware that I am only the messenger. What could THAT mean??
"Uh, Keya? You plan on helping with this or what?" Brian called, and I realized everyone else was halfway out the door already. I grabbed my pokèbelt and hurried to catch up.
Lily and Chris had their own baby pokémon, twin Vulpix, and there was a baby Girafarig that followed Monica around. With Houndour and Eevee added to that, plus a baby Nidoran female, we needed to work in shifts, one of us watching the small pokémon at all times.
Joy agreed to watch them first, so the rest of us got to work. There was a small pond surrounded by recently transplanted trees, and we decided that would be a good place to build, right near the pond.
We cleared the area and started building right away. It didn't have to be a fancy thing, since there wouldn't be very many people who would come to Cinnabar Island, and the Center was right there anyway.
Soon it was my shift to watch the baby pokémon. It was kind of fun to sit and play with them instead of having to work. The Girafarig was still so young it wobbled when it stood; Houndour was still limping around on a once-broken leg.
I let out the Growlithe that Jason had given as payment for healing Eve (the Eevee)'s twin brother, Veeon. It ran around for a while, and I called it back again, just as I felt something land on my shoulder.
It was Karen's Hoothoot.
_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
Yes, I know Hoothoot are nocturnal. That's the point. But you probably don't understand yet. That's why you should read the next chapter. ~The Darkness Master