Most Pokemon live a life with either a trainer or with other Pokemon in the wild. Although one Pokemon was different for she did not train or even know a single attack. That Pokemon was Scarlet.

Find Yourself

Chapter 3 - Mima


Me and my girl play in the snow until Mother calls us inside. I shake the snow from my fur as my girl peels off her coat, hat, gloves, scarf and boots. They keep her warm since I have my fur. A tall dark-haired man stands in the dinning hall and when my girl sees him, she hugs him tightly. I follow at her heels, disappointed when I realize it's father.

"Father!" She exclaims happily. "I haven't seen you since the summer! How are you, father?"

"Poppy, you look so grown up." Father says as she lifts me into her arms. His eyes watch me carefully.

"I'm nearly eleven, father!" My girl giggles, stroking behind my ear gently. "Scarlet is nearly five."

I have known my girl since she was young. I don't really know when my birthday is, so we always have a party on the anniversary I came here and met Poppy. She loves me like Mima did.

"Scarlet?" Father looks at me nervously again. "Oh, yes. Hello Scarlet." He pats my head hesitantly and I bare my teeth for a moment, much to my girl's dismay. She hisses at me and I jump back to the ground.

"Scarlet, do be nice." She says. "Sorry, father. She's just having an off day, as all."

"That's alright, darling. Oh, and while I remember, there was something I needed to tell you about Scarlet." I look up at him in confusion. He frowns slightly.

"What would that be, father?" Poppy asks happily. She is always very positive.

"I have been doing research on the area I found Scarlet. My research team have found another...creature...like Scarlet." Father says and my eyes widen.

"Mima?" I gasp. I haven't ever met another thing like me besides Mima.

"Who's Mima, Scarlet?" My girl asks, picking me up again. I wriggle to free mysel from her grasp but she holds me firmly.

"Mima is Mima!" I say. Father watches my carefully, just like he always does. He always is suspicious of me and I can never figure out why.

"Is this what your species is called?" He asks me. I shake my head.

"Let me go to my Mima!"