Author's Note: So a day has passed in the story now. It started in the
daytime, then part of Chapter 1 and all the chapters until now take place
that night. I decided not to skip ahead. I was going to because it might
take a while for the forest Gastly to trust The Maiden and agree to help
her, but she was just in a bad mood when she decided she hated both humans
and Pok'emon. Now she feels much better.
The sun began to slowly peek over the ocean, casting pastel purples into the sky. The woman stood looking out to sea as always, but now two Pok'emon floated nearby instead of just one.
"The sunrise is so beautiful by the ocean," sighed the forest Pok'emon, "Where I'm from there were always trees blocking it."
"I hate sunlight," came the reply from behind Maiden's Rock.
"Well, when it gets in my eyes I don't like it," she agreed, "And besides, the humans hardly ever bother me at night."
"Not all humans are like that, you know," said the other Gastly, "They're not all trainers out to get you."
"Yeah...I guess you're right. A little kid once played with me, and that nurse at that...place...that building..."
"The Pok'emon Center," he finished for her.
"Yeah, that...She's really nice."
The forest Pok'emon thought it over. This Pok'emon – and this human...They really needed her help...
"Al – Alright," she decided.
"Huh?" said the other Gastly sleepily.
"I'll go. I'll help you."
"You will? Are you sure?"
"Well, not entirely sure," she admitted, "But – you can't go, right? You're the only one she has."
The male Gastly slowly smiled, then rushed over to The Maiden and started speaking happily in human language. The forest Gastly drifted down below the cliff, into the cool shadows, listening vaguely to the conversation above. Maybe she would finally have a place to belong – if she helped them – a home.
The waves crashed soothingly against the rock, spraying a cool mist, the sun inched a little higher on the horizon...as the Pok'emon realized how tired she was becoming...
The sun began to slowly peek over the ocean, casting pastel purples into the sky. The woman stood looking out to sea as always, but now two Pok'emon floated nearby instead of just one.
"The sunrise is so beautiful by the ocean," sighed the forest Pok'emon, "Where I'm from there were always trees blocking it."
"I hate sunlight," came the reply from behind Maiden's Rock.
"Well, when it gets in my eyes I don't like it," she agreed, "And besides, the humans hardly ever bother me at night."
"Not all humans are like that, you know," said the other Gastly, "They're not all trainers out to get you."
"Yeah...I guess you're right. A little kid once played with me, and that nurse at that...place...that building..."
"The Pok'emon Center," he finished for her.
"Yeah, that...She's really nice."
The forest Pok'emon thought it over. This Pok'emon – and this human...They really needed her help...
"Al – Alright," she decided.
"Huh?" said the other Gastly sleepily.
"I'll go. I'll help you."
"You will? Are you sure?"
"Well, not entirely sure," she admitted, "But – you can't go, right? You're the only one she has."
The male Gastly slowly smiled, then rushed over to The Maiden and started speaking happily in human language. The forest Gastly drifted down below the cliff, into the cool shadows, listening vaguely to the conversation above. Maybe she would finally have a place to belong – if she helped them – a home.
The waves crashed soothingly against the rock, spraying a cool mist, the sun inched a little higher on the horizon...as the Pok'emon realized how tired she was becoming...