Light
Part 3
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The Nyuura turned swiftly, facing the sliver of the moon. The starlight glinted off her glistening, wet, claws. She licked a paw, and stretched into the sky. She sniffed the air, and glanced back at the fallen figure of the water Pokémon. Turning her head back, she snorted, and fell down on all fours. She raced off into the distance, moving faster, until she had disappeared into the darkness.
The girl stared in front of her, in a state of shock. She angrily shook her open hand in front of her. Unaware of what she was doing, she felt her legs move in the direction where the cat went. She stopped, turning back towards her own Pokémon. It was stupid for her to go up against the Nyuura with only a single Pokémon, she thought, walking back. Nothing that she
She lent down towards her Totodile, feeling the damp grass that lay underneath her knees. It shuddered, before lying still on the ground. Its chest faintly moved up and down, and its face seemed eerily calm.
A single tear slid out from her eyes, rolling off her cheek and onto the ground. "Totodile, return," she said faintly, as she held the Pokéball in front of her. The Totodile transformed into a red flash of light, which flew into the open Pokéball.
She lay down, looking up at the sky. It was filled with a countless number of stars, which flickered on and off. The light was almost unbearable; nevertheless, she could hardly see what lay around her.
"I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait until the morning," she said silently, clutching the Pokéball tightly in her hands. She listened to her breath, and closed her eyes, pretending that she was able to sleep.
Far in the distance, she could hear grass rustling. The sound grew louder, and then suddenly stopped. Her eyes darted open again, and she sat up.
An oddish stood in front of her, its little red eyes open wide. Its leaves blew in the faint wind, and it shivered uncontrollably. She reached out towards it, wanting to touch it. It lent back, and slowly stared to walk backwards. Tripping on a small rock behind it, it fell backwards. It's so cute! The trainer thought to herself, reaching out towards it again.
With her other hand, she reached down towards her belt. She hooked the pokéball that contained her own Pokémon onto it, and swiftly unhooked an empty one. She had intended that pokéball to contain the nyuura, but she figured that it simply wasn't meant to be. Not that it mattered, of course. She would get an oddish; oddishes were so cute, and they had the potential to be quite powerful, if she could just evolve it…
She tossed the pokéball towards the little grass Pokémon. The pokéball rolled off to one side, slightly off to the side of the oddish. The oddish's eyes opened wide, and it tried to stand up. Its little legs flailed around in the air, and it attempted to place them on the ground. Its legs fluttered some more. It stopped moving, and it rolled over onto its side.
It's trapped, the trainer thought, retrieving the Pokéball. There's no way for it to escape… I've got it, at last!
Black specks filled the air, but the girl ignore it. She raised her hand upwards to drop the pokéball. She rubbed her eyes with her free hand. She was so sleepy… It was extremely late, after all. It couldn't hurt to take a quick nap, could it?
She fell down, and her eyes closed. She released the Pokéball from her fingers, and she breathed in the cold night air…
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The oddish breathed heavily. That was very scary and nerve-racking for it, but at least it was all over now. It looked forward at the girl, who was motionless, although she stirred quietly every now and then.
It didn't want to be trapped inside one of those little balls. It could recall its family being taken, one by one, by people around that size. It wondered what the Pokémon would do inside the balls… Was it cramped in there? How would they be able to breathe?
Then, they'd be forced to fight against other Pokémon, whether they wanted to or not…
It had also seen humans involved in deep, one-sided, conversations with Pokémon who were free. What was strange, though, is that the Pokémon seemed to be happy about that… Some, even happier then they were around others of their own kind.
None of that mattered, though. It was free, and it was able to continue on its journey…
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The girl opened her eyes. The sunbaked grass lay around her, and the sun shone over head. It was warm, and her hands were lightly tanned. She looked around, and suddenly realized what she was doing here. She let both the oddish and the nyuura escape… Totodile was hurt, as well. She stood up, gazing across the horizon. She could make out the shapes of houses in the distance… Could that be Violet City?
If it was, she could heal Totodile, and even if it wasn't, surely someone would have some potions.
She grinned, reaching downwards towards her Pokéball in the now flat grass where she laid. She picked it up, and raced off towards the horizon, feeling the sun glaze down on her back.
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The oddish yawned. The sun beat down on its leaves. It had been walking what seemed like all night… It was tired, but it had seen the sunrise, and nothing else mattered to it. Perhaps it would soon find its destination, wherever that was.
Suddenly, it felt something come out of the top of its head. Its leaves curled away from its head, and little hands grew out of its sides. Its body started to grow, and a small flower continued to grow on the top of its head.
When it was over, the pokémon raised its little hands to the top of its head. It had evolved, something that it recalled others doing. I might be stronger now! It thought excitedly.
Maybe, just maybe, this was what it was searching for… On the other hand, perhaps it wasn't. Nevertheless, it was stronger now. It had a future that lay ahead of it, and a journey that wasn't going to end anytime soon.
Someday, perhaps, it would know what it was searching for… However, at the moment, it didn't, and it couldn't care less.
The gloom walked through the loosely intertwined, sunbaked grass, which now came up to just below its mouth. It allowed the light to shine down on it, letting its never-ending warmth glaze down upon the plant…
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Fin
