Haunts, Chapter 3, A Change in Status.
Haunts looked around, and blinked. ~What just happened?~, he asked. Dave. Ghost types and there trainers can develop a bond that allows the trainer to understand the Pokemon fully. So Dave replied, knowing that he knew exactly what Haunts had said, as they had that bond.
"You were floating around like a deranged ghost. I'm glad your back, from where-ever the hell you were."
~Me too. That place was dark, so, so dark. Not even a trace of light.~ Haunts looked around, and saw that it was light, where he was before the dark. ~Why would I have imagined my worst fear was engulfing me? Am I going insane?~
".I'm. I'm not sure." Dave replied, somehow understanding enough to say that, then he realised his mistake. "No! You're not going insane, you must of drifted into a waking dream world." Dave was lying this time, he was lying and he knew it. He was lying and he knew Haunts would be able to tell, and revert to the original answer.
~An insane ghost-type.~ Haunts seemed to shrink at the thought. ~That could be dangerous for the trainer.~
"What the hell are you thinking?"
~Dave. You're not going to like this. But I must leave you. For your own safety.~
"No!" Dave screamed. "I won't let you! You're my Pokemon and I'm going to stick with you however dangerous it is for me. I'm not abandoning you at the first sign of trouble!"
Haunts sighed. He knew Dave was talking from his heart, but he also knew that Dave had no chance of comprehending the danger. ~Do you know what a Ghost-type can do to a human, if so inclined? If I am going insane, that may happen to you.~
".Actually, no."
Haunts sighed again. ~We can enter the dreams of people and pokemon. Manipulate there subconscious. Destroy them from the inside. That's with moral values and knowing what we're doing. Can you imagine that done by a lunatic?~
"Well, I don't care about the risks." Dave said defiantly. "I'm not letting you leave me for my own good."
~And how would you intend to stop me?~
Dave picked Haunts's pokeball off of his belt. "Please. Don't make me."
Haunts looked at Dave. ~You're serious. I'll stay on one condition.~
"Oh? What's that?"
~You don't stay in the same room as me. You don't be alone with me.~ Haunts said, quite obviously serious.
".And how do you suggest we do that?"
~We stay at a pokemon centre constantly.~
"Are you sure about this?"
~Yes.~ Haunts said, and the two went off towards the Pokemon Centre, silently. Both thinking.
The girl let a tear flow down her cheek. It was a tear of joy. The boy was a little disappointed. He sighed.
He was sleeping peacefully again. She was sleeping peacefully. They were sleeping. He was dreaming of friendship. She was dreaming of friendship. They weren't dreaming. This time, the dreams weren't intertwined.
Haunts looked around, and blinked. ~What just happened?~, he asked. Dave. Ghost types and there trainers can develop a bond that allows the trainer to understand the Pokemon fully. So Dave replied, knowing that he knew exactly what Haunts had said, as they had that bond.
"You were floating around like a deranged ghost. I'm glad your back, from where-ever the hell you were."
~Me too. That place was dark, so, so dark. Not even a trace of light.~ Haunts looked around, and saw that it was light, where he was before the dark. ~Why would I have imagined my worst fear was engulfing me? Am I going insane?~
".I'm. I'm not sure." Dave replied, somehow understanding enough to say that, then he realised his mistake. "No! You're not going insane, you must of drifted into a waking dream world." Dave was lying this time, he was lying and he knew it. He was lying and he knew Haunts would be able to tell, and revert to the original answer.
~An insane ghost-type.~ Haunts seemed to shrink at the thought. ~That could be dangerous for the trainer.~
"What the hell are you thinking?"
~Dave. You're not going to like this. But I must leave you. For your own safety.~
"No!" Dave screamed. "I won't let you! You're my Pokemon and I'm going to stick with you however dangerous it is for me. I'm not abandoning you at the first sign of trouble!"
Haunts sighed. He knew Dave was talking from his heart, but he also knew that Dave had no chance of comprehending the danger. ~Do you know what a Ghost-type can do to a human, if so inclined? If I am going insane, that may happen to you.~
".Actually, no."
Haunts sighed again. ~We can enter the dreams of people and pokemon. Manipulate there subconscious. Destroy them from the inside. That's with moral values and knowing what we're doing. Can you imagine that done by a lunatic?~
"Well, I don't care about the risks." Dave said defiantly. "I'm not letting you leave me for my own good."
~And how would you intend to stop me?~
Dave picked Haunts's pokeball off of his belt. "Please. Don't make me."
Haunts looked at Dave. ~You're serious. I'll stay on one condition.~
"Oh? What's that?"
~You don't stay in the same room as me. You don't be alone with me.~ Haunts said, quite obviously serious.
".And how do you suggest we do that?"
~We stay at a pokemon centre constantly.~
"Are you sure about this?"
~Yes.~ Haunts said, and the two went off towards the Pokemon Centre, silently. Both thinking.
The girl let a tear flow down her cheek. It was a tear of joy. The boy was a little disappointed. He sighed.
He was sleeping peacefully again. She was sleeping peacefully. They were sleeping. He was dreaming of friendship. She was dreaming of friendship. They weren't dreaming. This time, the dreams weren't intertwined.
