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How My World Came Crashing Down

As my father came toward me, something happened that I didn't expect. Something that no one expected.

Something thumped on the ground above, and we stood apprehensive. Another thump. The ground fell apart, and the sun's last lights gave us a look at the cause. Humans, dressed in black uniforms, were looking down at us, and the one closest was carrying a device humans use to dig-a shovel, I think it's called.

We were frozen with terror. They had caught us unaware, and we had no way of escaping. Humans blocked us on all sides.

I gave a small squeak of pain and surprise as a human picked me up. I swatted at the hand, and struggled, but it was in vain. The human held me at arms length, and I could do nothing.

I was thrown into a large crate, and I noticed, as my family joined me, that some of the humans were dripping wet, while others had a few burn marks. One, I saw, even looked like he tampered too much with an electrical wire. (Though, at the time, I didn't know what that was.)

I smirked.

The humans loaded us into a great, black machine (Which I would later know as a truck) and closed the openings so no light could get in. I could feel vibrations of movement under me, steady and only slightly bumpy. Then the machine gave a motion similar to jumping (only much smaller) as a part of it-a tire, I think it's called- deflated because of something on the path. As the machine "jumped", the entrances, or "doors" as humans call them, swung open and the crate that held my family and I was thrown out of the vehicle (which was another name for a car or truck).

As the crate hit the ground, my family and I were scattered onto it. Approaching and hurried footsteps told us the humans had noticed. As we started to recover, the humans sent out their pokemon, and I braced myself.

Coal, who was always quick to get back on his feet, ran like "a zubat outta hell" as Ebony would say. Lucky him. At least he didn't have to face a scyther, a fearow, and a graveler.

My sister was (from what I could see) avoiding any advances toward her, slowly moving the fight towards the river. The scyther that was fighting her didn't seem to notice, and kept up its futile slashes.

Coast was almost off land…she dived. It was a back flip, actually, but it got her into the river, so in my view, it's a dive. She disappeared under the water, and the scyther looked surprised. As he joined his fellows in battling us, I noticed a finned tail above the river, and was glad my sister was swimming to safety.

My body was flung against a tree by the graveler, and I experienced pain like never before as the fearow drill pecked me. When I heard the fearow give a squawk of pain as my father thunderbolted it, I slowly stood up, trembling. I faintly noticed a small stream of blood running down my face, and the fact that I only had one eye open.

A hydro pump put the golem out of action, thanks to my mother, and another thunderbolt eliminated the fearow. As my parents both advanced on the scyther, a human sneaked up on me and grabbed the fur on my neck. With as much force as I could muster at the time, I clawed at his face, causing a few bleeding marks to appear. The human dropped me and yelped, putting a hand to the scratch.

With a strong burst of adrenalin, I ran. I didn't know where. I didn't care. I just wanted to get away from the humans. For that period o time, I felt no pain, I heard no noise, I didn't think of anything. All I knew was that I had to run.

I dropped to the ground, an undetermined amount of time later, and blackness engulfed me.

You're New Here, Right?

What was I going to do? How often did you come upon a situation like this? I tried to think calmly...this wasn't such a big deal…didn't I have psychic powers? I could levitate stuff, right? That was all I needed to do. Levitate this eevee back to the alleyways. After all, I don't like seeing things die...and if I didn't do something with this kid fast, it would snuff it, and I would be responsible because I didn't do anything to help!

I concentrated on the form. I envisioned it being carried in the air. I used more of my will than usual- I had never tried to carry something as big as this.

With another surge of mental power, the body was wrapped in a blue aura, and levitated a few feet off the ground. I nodded to myself. That would be sufficient. Now all I had to do was keep this up.

My stomach grumbling all the way, I made my way back home. It was difficult, let me tell you. You ever had a migraine? Well, when you're relying on nothing but your mental strength to carry something that weighs about the same as you do, it's worse.

After what seemed like forever, I made it to a familiar cardboard box which served as my home. As I started to turn my attention to my charge, a small yelp caused my concentration to slip, and I dropped the eevee. Dang it.

The yelp had been given by the eevee, who had apparently woken up when it was still being levitated, and I felt a tiny twinge of guilt as the eevee thudded on the ground. The pup must be feeling quiet a bit of pain now.

"S'rry 'bout that." I said. "Didn't mean for you to wake up while ya were still like that. Doesn't really set us off on the right paw." I could have laughed at my casual manner. I could only wonder what was going through my companion's head.

"What was that! Where am I! What happened!" The eevee (who I could now identify as a male) shot out a string of questions, looking alarmed.

"That was a psychic aura. It's what happens to things being controlled by psychics. You're in an alleyway in Goldenrod City, and I brought ya here because I found ya in the Ilex Forest, and ya were badly hurt."

He looked startled, and proceeded to ask more questions. "You brought me here? Does that mean you're psychic? Why do you have black fur? And did you say I was in a city?"

"Yeah, I'm psychic. I have black fur because of my genetics. And yeah, you're in a city." I snorted. "Why were you passed out back there, anyway?" I had saved him; I had a right to know.

He was silent for a moment, before deciding he could tell me. "Right before I could evolve, some humans in black interrupted us. My brother and sister escaped, and I think my parents did, too. I think I ran somewhere, and that's where it gets black."

"In black, did ya say? Was there anything…red, on them?"

Looking like he was thinking pretty hard, he finally said, "Yes. On their chests." He looked at me curiously. "Why?"

"That's what a Rocket looks like. Takes pokemon from somewhere else like a trainer, only, it's supposed to be worse."

"Ah. I'd ask you more, but I feel a bit under the weather." Then he closed his good eye (the other was closed tightly and bloody) and promptly fainted again.

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