Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or anything related to it. I only own characters I create, ie: Abby and Leen.
spirit dew: This is my first fanfic so please be courteous! I appreciate any comments and hope readers enjoy it.
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What's their status?
School is almost out, focus is very low, energy very high. They are restless. Now would be a good time. They'd be too preoccupied to notice.
"I agree but there's one problem. They are both in a pleasant mood. If one were to suddenly become less excited, it would be obvious."
What do you suggest then?
"Wait. When they've been together long, they'll begin to get bored. You watch."
I don't have time to just watch. Time is limited; I can only wait so long.
I suggest a week. Believe me, constantly side by side for that long, it's demanding.
I hope you are correct. Because that is what I plan to do.
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A brisk wind swept through the otherwise silent garden. The spirit sensor craved attention and spun wildly. Three figures were seated on the overgrown grass as the pool of life gently fell.
I am concerned. See the sensor? It's been acting up lately. And the weather is all but cheerful.
Jhoto is a strange and mysterious island. It holds many secrets not understood to even the wisest of pokémon.
Alvar has good reasoning. Jhoto may be mysterious but I read the symbols and they tell of misfortune. Someone is meddling with something they ought not to.
Do the sisters sense anything? What do they feel?
The young one is very excited and has many things on her mind. While the older one contemplates her upcoming journey, she is influenced by her sister's enthusiasm.
A slight breeze rifted Alvar's hair which fell loosely onto his forehead. There was sympathy in his eyes but confusion written across his face. His cheeks glowed a gentle pink as the wind died away.
I feel sorry for you, Alvar. Alvar looked down at the grass. Let's go to school.
Alvar hoped onto Latias and a flurry of wings was heard. Latias and Latios dived into the canal and swam into the shadows.
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A light is blinding Abby, a blue light. Black dots are floating around the room randomly but there are too many for her to make anything out. Some disappear revealing a faint figure floating toward the ceiling. Abby instinctively reaches out her hand without realizing she's doing it. The light dies away and she can hear a comforting voice speaking.
A week from morrow's eve,
as sun shines in fire's way,
run, run, don't lag behind,
for a lone sister's tears
carry on for miles
twixt the right on the forked path,
she showeth thee the way
to you're futures' dismay.
Don't lose you're ground,
or forget this riddle,
once she's taken in,
there's only one way out,
and you shall recall what I have sayeth,
when the time is ripe.
The voice is quiet and hard for Abby to make out but in a sense, it's relaxing. Her fears, worries and anxieties vanish and she feels weightless. She feels compelled to free herself and join the shadow near the ceiling. But something is restraining her. Abby is anxious, impatient and unwilling to wait for anything. She has the urge to see who's holding her back but they're consumed in the darkness. Suddenly, a powerful light floods the room and Abby shields her eyes, squinting through her fingers. Three silhouettes are carved into the light, the restraint is gone and the figure at the ceiling begins to fall. Abby calls out but her throat is tight and unwilling to talk.
Abby woke up in a cold sweat, hugging her arms trying to keep warm. Her sheets were sprawled on the ground. She glanced around her room which was shrouded in darkness. Slowly crawling out of bed, Abby reached the rails of her bunkbed and slunk up. Leen was resting peacefully.
Relief swept over Abby. She collapsed on her mattress and closed her eyes. Recollection wasn't easy; it was draining fast. Focus, she thought. What was the meaning of her dream? What were the figures blocked by light? What was restraining her? What did she desire? The voice, what about it soothed her so? Who was talking to her?
The answers refused to show. Abby's energy diminished and sleep overcame her. The dream vanished but there were none others to replace it.
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