Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon in anyway.

I stifled a yawn as I rested against the wall leading into the kitchen/Dining room (Which I thankfully didn't pass through!). It had been at least and hour since my body had woken up, then had a talk with Elizabeth. At the moment, they…we…my past self and Elizabeth were eating some of the huge buffet she had cooked, in complete and utter silence.

Even though this was the memory of me and it was answering some of the many questions I had, I still found it slightly boring. As I waited for something, I contemplated how it had come to this. How I had went from someone on the run, living out my life how best I could, to being dead and reliving the many events of my past. As I thought about this, another thought came to mind.

One day while I was living in the city, it had poured for hours. Having nothing to do, I had to wait out the rain in what I called a home. After several hours of just sitting there, and pacing back and forth, I heard something fall through the grate of the lower part of the structure. Walking over to pick it up, I saw that it was an old and torn book. On the cover, I could just make out the title: "The Do's and Don't of Karma."

With nothing better to do, I had started reading. Several of the pages had been torn, but most of the bock was still there. I wondered why someone had thrown it out as I started reading through. I read that Karma was some kind of unexplainable force, which effects your life from what you do. If you did something bad, you would be punished for it and if you did good things, good things were suppose to happen to you.

I had flipped through the book, reading here and there before the rain had stopped. After that, I had taken the book to a second hand store to see if I could get anything for it. They gave me 10 for it, and that was the last time I ever thought about it, until now.

As the thought entered my head, I heard the sound of plates clanging from the table. Looking up, I saw that both Elizabeth and the past me had finished eating. Without saying anything, Pringston walked up, picked up the remaining dishes and proceeded to put them away. Once the table was cleared, Elizabeth prepared to speak.

" My, you sure were hungry." Now where had I heard someone say that before?

The past me was probably still unsure about talking to her, as he remained completely quiet. Trying to advert her eyes, he looked towards the window, starring out into the forest.

A smile spread across her face, as she probably realised how nervous the past me was talking to people. Hell, I was still nervous whenever I talked to someone! She turned to Pringston, seemed to gesture towards him, before pushing her chair out and standing up.

"I have an idea. How about we go for a nice walk?"

The past me jerked away from the window and gave her a scared look that seemed to say, "Outside? Are you nuts!?". I quickly answered with, "Outside? I'm…. I'm not so sure…". I seemed to be struggling for the right words. She noticed the look of fear plastered on my face, as she seemed to suddenly go deep into thought. Several seconds later, she snapped her fingers, like she just got an idea, before walking towards the main hall.

Looking up from where I was, I saw her walk towards the hall closet. Opening it up, I almost gasped as I saw that it was really a whole room full of clothes, not just a small space. But considering the huge house I was in, why would I think otherwise? After a few minutes of rummaging around, she walked out with an armful of fabric, which I saw the past me look up at as she came back into the kitchen.

"Here, take this." With that, she unfolded the piece of cloth, holding it up infront of her. I stood straight up as I saw what it was she was holding. It was my cloak! It was the same thing I had been wearing through everything that had happened to me. It had the long sleeves that covered up my entire armour covered arms, it was long enough that it covered my whole body, and it even had the hood that seemed to blanket my face in shadows. The only difference between the two was that this one looked brand new, like it had never been worn before today.

The past me was slightly shocked, that she would even think of giving me something like this. Even if it was just a cloak, even it looked rather expensive. He looked at the floor, not sure if he should take it or not. This was soon decided as she tossed it at him, smiling. Not wanting to refuse such a kind gift, he wrapped it around his shoulders, the cloak covering up everything except for his head.

"Still unsure about that walk?" she said in a nice but almost taunting voice. With nothing to stop him, he got up an answered her question with a quick nod. She turned to Pringston as the past me got up.

"Pringston, you stay here and watch the house while I'm gone."

Pringston seemed worried that his master would go out unattended. "But my lady, It's to dangerous!" Even though she couldn't understand him, she could tell from his body language that he was worried for her safety. She just smiled at him and said, "You worry to much." That didn't put him at ease much, but he wasn't about to go against her orders, so he just stepped back as she walked into the main hall towards the door. As the past me got up, Pringston turned his way and glared right at him.

"You had better make sure my mistress is safe, or you'll regret it." The past me gave a weak smile before stepping out into to the hall. As I got up to follow them, I looked behind me and saw that Pringston still had a scary look on his face. As I stepped out, I got the feeling that he didn't like me one bit.

Following right behind them, we started are walk through the forest. I saw that the past me kept looking over his shoulder as we started walking, before placing the hood over his head. Even with his face obscured, I could still tell that he was worried that Rocket Grunts could leap out at any moment.

After ten minutes of walking, nothing leapt from the bushes, unless you count the occasional Nidoran or Tailow passing by. As we continued walking, I started to notice something. Instead of the usual rugged path, we appeared to be walking on a smooth dirt path. I looked up at her and wondered, "Where is she leading me?"

I didn't have to wait long for my answer, as I soon saw a clearing up ahead. As we stepped into the clearing, I didn't expect what lay before me. She had led me into a small village, with several small vendors around. Except for the Pokecenter, there was no urbanisation what so ever. I saw several people sitting outside, enjoying the sun, while some were tending to their gardens.

I continued to follow behind them, as she walked up to one of the small stores, run by a young lady. She smiled as she saw Elizabeth approach.

"Ah, Elizabeth. What brings you here?"

"Just picking up a few things. Has my order come in yet?"

"Yes it has actually. Let me go get it for you." The woman turned around and stepped behind a pair of curtains. A few moments later, she emerged carrying a package in her hands. Placing it on the counter, she pulled out a form, which Elizabeth started to sign. As she did that, the woman looked up from the counter and stared directly at me.

"And who's this with you?" Even though she couldn't see me, I broke out into a cold sweat, which I'm guessing was happening to the past me as well.

Elizabeth looked up from the papers and calmly responded with, "He's just a friend who's decided to come down for a visit. Speaking of which," She turned to me, "Could you help me carry this home? It's to heavy for me to get it home myself."

Probably wondering if all she brought me down here was to work for her, the past me reached out and grabbed the crate. He didn't seem to be having any trouble carrying it, which was probably because it was either not that heavy, or because I was just strong. Shortly after, Elizabeth finished the paper work and turned to me.

"Alright. Let's go." With the crate in hand, I started to follow her back to the house. As we were heading back, several questions entered my mind: 1: "Did she only bring me down here to help her carry this home?" 2: "What was in the crate I was currently carrying?" and 3: "Why would Team Rocket build a base so close to this town?" Their base was probably only a few minute drives from this town, too close if you asked me.

The walk home seemed to take less time then the walk to the town, as we soon arrived at the home. I saw Pringston look up as we entered, still giving me that strange glare that made me worried for my safety. Not even stopping to take her shoes off, she started walking down the hall. Trying to avoid Pringston's eyes, the past me followed right behind her, crate still in hand.

Walking to the back of the huge house, we eventually came to the back door, probably leading into the backyard. As she opened the door, both me and the past me gasped. It wasn't the size of the yard that surprised us, I was half expecting that actually considering the size of the house. No, it was what was in the backyard that took our breaths away.

It looked like we had stepped into an immense rainbow. Almost every inch of the yard, save for a small gazebo near the fall wall, was covered in flowers of every colour you could possibly think of. As I followed her through the yard, I watched my step, even though I couldn't crush any of the flowers even if I wanted to.

"It's…beautiful.' I heard my exact look-a-like say as we made our way through the flowers.

"I'm glad you like it. My son thinks so as well."

"Your son?" The past me said the exact thing I was thinking, but I was more confused then him. I thought her son was dead…why else would she have a shrine to him in a locked room on the second floor?

"He's sure to be happy. He doesn't normally get visits except for me and Sakura."

"Sakura? Who's Sakura?" The question had just left my mouth when I heard the sound of flowers rustling behind me. I turned, and came face to face with one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. Her skin seemed to be almost glowing, shining a bright gold. Her long blonde with pink streaked hair flowed past her shoulders, moving ever so slightly in a small wind. She was wearing a pink dress, almost the same colour as her hair. A pair of red hair ribbons were positioned at the top of her head.

I was so taken back by her beauty, that I almost dropped the box I was carrying. I regained me cool a mere second before it slipped from my grip and hit the ground. She seemed to notice this and started to giggle a little.

"Hello. I'm Sakura."

My lips seemed to not be working as I started to speak, only to start to stammer. "H…H…H…Hi…I'm…I'm…" I let out a small laugh to try and hide my nervousness. "I…I didn't see you when we came in…out…er…."

"Well, I kind of blend in with the surroundings. You know you don't have to wear that cloak out here. It's not like I'll turn in my own kind."

The past me was obviously taken back by her response. "Own kind? You mean…"

"Took you long enough. Yes, I'm a Pokemorph just like you. A Cherrim to be exact." As she said this, Elizabeth walked up from behind me, standing next to Sakura.

"This was who I was telling you about before. Oddly enough, I found you both in the forest, though Sakura wasn't as afraid to talk as you were. Since then, she's been helping me around the house, especially out here."

"Speaking of which, why don't I take those from you?" Reaching out, she grabbed the box from my hands and placed it on the ground. Opening it up, I saw that it was filled to the top with several different coloured flowers. Picking up a few, she walked past me towards the far wall of the garden. It was then that I noticed something that I hadn't noticed before.

Near the far wall, was a tombstone. The past me walked up to get a closer look, me right behind him. The tombstone looked old, at least a few years. Even though it was covered in dents and scratches, I noticed that it looked like someone had just polished it. Infront of the stone was a small picture frame, holding a picture exactly like one of the ones I saw in the locked room. The difference was that this one just had a picture of the boy, smiling as wide as he could go.

Calmly, Sakura walked up to the tombstone and started to plant some of the new flowers. As I continued to look it over, I saw that the flowers planted here were more beautiful then the rest, some looked very exotic, like they had come from far away.

"This is…" I was at a loss for words as I saw. Elizabeth walked up beside me, a sad look on her face.

"He was young, as happy as could be. He had dreams of growing up to be a famous Pokemon trainer. Whenever he was with them, they always seemed to make him the happiest boy alive."

"How?"

"He was born with a rare disease. Doctors said he only had a 1/50 chance of living. Even with his death already decided, he looked at the next day with a smile. He was even happier the day I found Sakura. He had always wanted a sister, and Sakura was more then happy to fill that role."

"What about his father?"

"Hmph. His dad left shortly after he was born. He didn't want to have to take care of a sickly child. Frankly, I was glad the day he left. He never seemed right in his mind."

As she finished telling her son's story, Sakura had finished planting the flowers. As she stood up, a green aura started to surround her body. Raising her hand, the flowers became surrounded by the same aura. They suddenly perked up, before suddenly growing to twice their size, full bloom.

"There. Finished." Done, she turned to me. "Now, you know my name, but I don't know yours."

I saw the past me stammer at the question. I wasn't sure if he had accepted the name Elizabeth had given him yet. "I'm…I'm…I'm Silas." He reached his hand out, which she soon shook. I looked over and saw Elizabeth suddenly start smiling, happy that I had accepted the name she gave me.

"Why don't I go get us something to drink?" Elizabeth suddenly spoke up. Before either of us could say anything, she suddenly ran into the house, leaving me alone with Sakura.

"Why don't we take a seat. You can tell me more about yourself while we wait." Not wanting to reject her kind invitation, I followed her over to the gazebo before sitting opposite her. As we sat down, I took that time to admire how beautiful she was. She was like a flower, beautiful in every way.

"So, "I started, trying to make conversation, "How did you come to live here?"

As I asked the question, I saw a sad look appear on her face. I immediately realised that I had asked for something that she would prefer not to talk about.

"I'm….I'm sorry. You don't have to tell me if you don't…" She cut in before I could finish.

"No, I'm fine. But promise me this. I tell you about me, you tell me everything about yourself. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Ok…Before I came here…I was treated like a freak. I had been in a travelling circus my whole life, not knowing where I had lived before. They called my "daughter nature" forcing me to make plants grow or to do tricks just for their paying customers. They treated me more like an animal, keeping me in a cage, barely feeding me and not once did they give me any of the money that I had made."

"That's horrible!"

"Ya, but that was nothing compared to what they did to me if a day was bad. If I made close to nothing, they would punish me. Leave me without food for days, keeping me awake for days on end, even whipping me if it was really bad. I was literally in a living hell, working for a bunch of greedy pigs who only cared about the money they were making and not who was making it."

"Eventually we arrived here. It's a small town and almost no one came to see. The ringleader got very angry and prepared to whip me. Only this day, he left the door open. As he went to count his money, I escaped. It wasn't long before he realised what had happened and came after me. He brought several others from the circus, all carrying weapons. They all chased after me, before I tumbled into the forest. What happened next…is something I'll never forget."

"It didn't take them too long to catch up to me. It was at that moment that the Ringleader decided that I was more trouble then I was worth. I still remember his exact words: "You've reached your usefulness. Time to dispose of you with the rest of the trash." As he said that, he pulled a gun from his pocket, fully loaded. I closed my eyes, waiting for the end, when it didn't come. Opening my eyes, I saw the shadow of someone standing over me. When I looked up, I saw Elizabeth standing over me. She told them to stop, but they just laughed at her. They stopped laughing though when Pringston stepped out from behind the trees."

"As he took care of them, Elizabeth helped me too my feet. She had witnessed everything, she was actually coming to save me before I escaped. It was then that she invited me to her home, and I've been here ever since. The Ringleader was caught by the nearby police for abuse and arrested."

I remained silent as I let it all sink in. She had been through so much, and yet she was still smiling. As she finished, I remembered the promise I had made. She had told me her story, now it was my turn to tell her mine. I was about to speak, when I heard the sound of a door opening behind me. I turned and saw Elizabeth and Pringston coming out, carrying three mugs of hot chocolate.

As they came closer, Sakura whispered into my ear, "Tell me later." Before accepting the hot chocolate that Elizabeth handed her. I did the same as she handed me mine. As she took a seat, she asked, "Did anything happen while I was gone?"

Sakura quickly answered with a simple "No." before taking a sip of her hot chocolate. As the past me did the same, I started to take a walk through the flowers, stopping at the tombstone to pay my respects. As I sat infront of the grave, I thought I heard the sound of bushes rustling. Looking over, I saw a flash of red for a second, before it was gone. I didn't know why, but just that moment I got a bad feeling in my gut

(Before I end this chapter, I will answer a question that I just know someone will ask: No, I did not base her off Sakura from Naruto. Sakura means "Cherry blossom" and Cherrim is based off a cherry tree, so it seemed like an appropriate name.)

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