NYAAAAA! I just lost the whole file I typed! I won't type the comments and stuff again because I can't remember it all –cries- I got a bunch of the chapter done too! I should start saving these things… There was a problem with spell-check… Anyway this is a summary of what I typed before: 1. I was gone on vacation right after I did the first chapter of this (I thought I was staying home) so I couldn't type another chappy. 2. The idea of people being transferred into the pokemon world is overused yes, but, how many people have detectives in their stories eh? Eh? Ha-ha! See! Original, I made this story a long time ago but never put it on fan-fiction yet though lol. On with the story! (Goes to type in evil lair – in other words known as my room-) P.S. Is trying to describe things better in this chapter.

Disclaimer- (enter funny disclaimer here)

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Pokemon detective? Chapter 2!

Review of last chappy-

Just as she was about to lay back down, something jerked in the bushes. She stood up quickly, and squinted at them, trying to see what it was. The jerking continued, so she walked down cautiously to check it out.

But, apparently not cautious enough. For she tripped over a root or rock, she couldn't tell and fell down. Since it was a steep hill and she landed on her head she somersaulted down the hill and went straight into the bush. She hit her head on something and blacked out. But not before seeing big blue eyes staring down at her….

Forest in another world-

Banira Masuki, a fifteen year old girl, was feeling the first few waves of consciousness beating upon her mind. It took a few minutes to finally reach it fully, and another few to figure out what had happened.

Ban opened her dark green eyes slowly, letting them flutter and get used to the slight darkness that surrounded her. She sat up, looking around her. She saw many different shapes moving with the small breeze that past through this place every few seconds. It took awhile for her to realize that they were in fact, trees, and she was in a dark forest.

"Ugh. Wha-what happened?" Banira asked herself. She could remember falling down that hill. But there was no way she could be in a forest! Or could she?

Ban checked herself for any injuries, but found none. Then when she was sure she was alive and awake, she stood up and looked more closely around her. Her eyes had fully adjusted by now, and she saw the bright green leaves on all the trees around her, with their red bark glistening with rain drops. (A/n: redwoods, and ooh I thought that sounded nice!)

The green grass she was standing on had mud clinging it, and on closer inspection, she had mud all over herself also. So she figured she was in a little clearing in the middle of a forest and all she had to do was find the way she came and get out. Well that's going to be sooo easy. Ban thought to herself, sarcastically.

There was a rustle in the bushes to her left. That was exactly what led me here in the first place! Banira thought. Might as well check it out, since it's going to take some time to find my way out. Ban walked over to the bushes and peered in.

There was a flash of red and Ban fell back, something on her chest. She saw black, but realized she had closed her eyes. Then she felt something soft and wet on her face. She opened her eyes and, stared. There on her chest licking her face was a cinnamon colored dog with black stripes, kind of like a tiger, with a creamy colored pact of fur around it's neck and the same creamy color for a tail.

The thing barked and she pushed it off her and crawled back quickly. What is that thing! Ban thought alarmed. It looks like a tiger only smaller, and its a dog! The 'dog' wagged its tail and barked at her.

"Well you seem friendly enough." Ban told the dog. But this is getting weirder. Ban thought to herself. Much weirder. Ban reached out her hand to let the dog smell it. "I can't call you 'dog' all the time, so I might as well give you a nickname. I'll call you cinnamon, since that's the color of your fur."

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