Chapter3-Shadow in the darkness-
The sun was setting silently over the sea, surrounding dimming and glowing orange including the two getting out of the boat surprising sailed safely across the sea. One of the shadows got out her noctowl while Michael put nidoran on the ground which he was holding.
"It's getting dark. We better hurry up and get to pallet town." Sora said, playing with Mckawl flying about. They had just rode a boat from Cinnabar to Pallet town, since today was the last day Sora was planning to stay at cinnabar.
"I wonder there will be any place to stay..." She watched over the boy looking aimlessly at the ocean. She waved her hands to get his attention.
"Hey Michael! What do ya think so far?" She questioned him, who twitched a little.
"So your okay with sleeping outside? Ratatas are sneaky." Sora nudged Michael's arm.
Michael turned without facing Sora, walking sulky away, Mew following behind. Sora, left on the harbor with Mckawl, put her hand to her waist like a worried parent looking over her son and talked to her, "Gees. What should I worry about? His homesickness, or him being seasick."
"Towl." Mckawl replied heartily.
The night came too quickly for the two. Not reaching pallet town by sundown, they(Well Sora) decide to camp out. From Michael's surprise, the night was cold. It was the first time Michael has camp out, not liking the idea. Shivering and grumbling, from few space away from Sora Michael began to unroll his sleeping bag.
"You're going to sleep over there?" Sora holding her coiled sleeping bag on her arms, she commented. "It's going to be cold. I thought we could huddle together."
"What!" Michael was blushing so red that he almost forgot how cold his face was. Sora giggled, herself getting ready to set her bedding. "Just kidding, but I insist you have your pokemon out."
Michael, have settle his bed heard Sora's advise. "Why?"
"It safe to do that. Nocturnal pokemon might be walking around." Sora was already in her sleeping bag, with Mckawl fluffing over to her side farthest from him. Nodding silently dragged himself into the green sleeping bag, Mew hopping on to his knee when he was half in. She curled up holding her tail closely.
"Night, night" Sora said turning off the lantern. Michael heard Sora flapping on to the other side, the noctowl's yellow eyes watching over them. He watched the tree's branches looping over each other to the moon glowing brightly.
Something told him that he wasn't going to sleep soon today. There was something there, a black shadow just out of where the moonlight lit. It lay on a thick branch, it feet dangling down like it was on it stomach. There was something flying beside it, an annoying screech getting verbal along with the creature's anguish. "Shut up! You stupid bat! What is wrong with you! ARRG!"
Out of frustration, it stood up, looking down at them. Michael started to sweat, for the creature, pokemon, or whatever it was, had a shape of a large monster.
"What the heck." The creature said.
It saw them. Crawling out of the sleeping bag, he crawled over to Mew, who was shivering. Maybe she could do something. It was too late. There was an earthquake where she landed, making Michael jolt.
"Wha? What was that?" Sora speaking half a sleep when the monster snatched Michael's arm. Michael letting out a little whiz looked at the monster who grabbed him. She was the same color of the darkness between the trees. Two floppy ears was dangling looking directly at him.
"What are you two doing here! Trying to catch me again, bastards..."
"No, no, no!" Michael frantically let out.
Light flashed toward them, making Sora gasp. Sora saw a monster standing up on two legs, dark colored skin, and it wasn't a pokemon that they ever seen. Calming Mckawl, hooting very loudly in frustration, Sora shouted out an order. "Mckawl, hypnosis!"
Mckawl opened its clamped beak. There wasn't any noise to be heard, but the dark monster started to wobbling and lose its strength. Her grip on Michael arm got loose, eventually Michael dropped on to the ground next to mew.
"Grr... I won't fail this easily." Hissing between her clenched teeth, reaching her hand to her belt with one pokeball clipped to it. Holding it in her shovel-sized claw, she throw it on to the ground. Red light jumping out like a live creature shaped itself to a venonat.
"a pokemon! That means you're a pokemon trainer!" confused, Sora gestured Mckawl to stop the attack. She could talk, and had a pokemon. Why was she scared that they we're going to capture her?
The monster put her large claw to her chest, sounding kind of disappointed. "What. Freak like me can't be a pokemon trainer? I would say the same to you! Are we going to have a decent pokemon fight or what?"
Sora bore her teeth, trying to keep control of her temper, knowing violence isn't going to solve this, and seeing Michael laying beside the monster, shaking. Standing straight like a gentleman, she asked the monster some question. "What did you think we're going to catch you? You don't look like a pokemon to me."
"Then why did you let your pokemon attack me! Are you stupid?" She returned her vemonat and waved her other hand. Growling, she turned away. DON'T let anyone else know where I am!"
Getting himself up after the monster, remaining nameless and not knowing who she was, Michael caught a glimpse of Sora. She was looking down. He only saw her back, but by the way she was slumped down and tail wrapped around her legs, he knew she was sulken.
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. Let's hit the hay, yet again." Laughing weakly, like it was just a small joke. It was like she read his mind. Sora couldn't stop thinking about her too.
"I guess." Michael wasn't good at commenting, but he let out a try. In her sleeping bag, Mckawl sitting next to her a daily routine like, Sora peeked out her head and smiled. "Yea. Maybe we'll meet her again, and maybe we could have a noraml pokemon battle."