Thank you to Charizard Morph for your advice, it made me happy that you took so much time to give me advice about my writing. .:happy face:.

Well, here's the second chapter, all!

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I was the first to wake up the next morning, met with sunlight streaming through the large window. I looked over to the other bed where tufts of brown hair sticking out from under the duvet and the upraised form of a body from the bed were the only clue to my trainer's whereabouts. Falcon was on top of the covers but still nestled in the curve of the human's body and Sonny was on the floor, sitting up with his back against the bed and his bone still in his hand, relaxed muscles belying his strength. I figured he could wake up and be ready for a fight at the drop of a pin.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when the same pink-haired nurse from before let herself in, waking up the other three.

"Good morning, little miss," the nurse said in a clipped tone. My trainer only mumbled a reply, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "And how is our patient this morning?" She asked, bending over to look at me. I just looked back, holding back a big loud gulp. "Yes, well," she muttered before turning to my trainer again who now seemed to comprehend a little more of what was going on. "Breakfast will be served soon so you and that other girl had better get cleaned up."

"Other girl?" my trainer asked drowsily, but the nurse had already closed the door behind her as she left.

When we arrived at the small cafeteria, there was in fact another girl. She was taller than my trainer and looked older, her head held an explosion of bright blonde hair and she was talking to the pidgeotto perched on her table. Not that she understood a word the bird pokemon was saying, as the 'conversation' went something like this: "Do you think that girl and her pokemon are okay?"

"Is that toast? Gimme some!"

"I know you're worried, too, but that pokemon must really adore its trainer to have defended her against an armed man like that."

"You know I like toast! Don't butter it!"

"Incredible, I know."

"If I could wield a knife I'd spread jam on it myself!"

"You said it, Pidge."I couldn't help but laugh at them. The yellow-headed girl spotted my trainer and us and waved madly. "Hey! Girl! Sit over here!" It seemed a good idea as the rest of the tables were empty. "I saw how that guy tried to mug you yesterday," she said as we sat down. "I was on the other side of the river – I'd have come and helped but the bridge was up, it was way cool when your pokemon jumped on the guy kicked him in the face!" She turned to me and said "You're such a brave little dude!" before patting my head. I was not amused, however I didn't mind as the table was filled with plates of different foods, including all sorts of pokemon food, my stomach rumbled; I literally couldn't remember the last time I ate.

"Lulu is female actually," my trainer told her. "And she says thank you." No, I didn't. "I'm Faye." She held out her hand over the breakfast-filled table to shake.

"You can call me Dee," Dee responded, shaking hands with her. "Now for some breakfast!" It was to become a normal part of our day, but this first time that she flourished her pokeballs in a grand gesture and threw them into the air releasing the pokemon inside startled us. A butterfree and a pokemon I didn't recognise, which I later found out was a budew. The budew leapt straight onto her trainer's lap chirping "Dee! Dee! Dee!" while the butterfree landed on the table next to Pidge.

"Hello, other human, marowak, gligar and little sandshrew," the butterfree said to us. I slowly turned to her and blinked.

"Little- what?" I asked. "I'm a- I'm a sandshrew?" She nodded, confused, and I was struck with a moment of realisation. I was a sandshrew and clearly an idiot for not even wondering what I was earlier, I just knew I wasn't human. I looked at my little claws and rough, brickwork skin with one eye on the side of my head. I hadn't even thought of my species, maybe it seemed like something I should instinctively know, but I hadn't. The shock of it knocked me off my seat and my face met the floor, only to be picked up and cuddled by my human.

"Lulu, are you okay?" She chirped, placing me on her lap with her arms around me. I did not take to this very well. I had no choice but to trust her when she said she was my trainer, but that didn't mean she could cuddle me or trap me in her arms or touch me in any way. She gave a shrill shriek when I scratched her arm and scrambled back to my seat.

"Hey, are you alright?" Dee asked, coming around the table to look at my human's arm. "What's up with Lulu? She was a hero yesterday." Sonny looked furious and placed himself between our human and myself.

"She doesn't remember yesterday," Faye mumbled with tears in her eyes as Dee inspected the arm I scratched. "She hit her head and now she can't remember anything!" She covered her face with her other hand as the tears came on full force and her shoulders shook, working hard to hold her sobs back.

"Come on, I'll take you to the nurse to see if we can get you bandaged up," Dee said as she lead my trainer away. I looked at my claws. There was blood on them. I looked up. All of the other pokemon were glaring at me, even the budew, and I felt physically weighed down by the growing drag of emotions clotting together in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't understand why I suddenly felt so guilty. I couldn't understand my connection with this trainer and it made me so angry that there was something there that I couldn't remember.

"It's not fair, I can't remember!" I growled to the room, clenching my eyes shut against their disappointed looks. "What do you want? What the hell do you want from me?" I gradually shouted at them all. Falcon reached out to touch me and I slapped his claw away. "Just leave me the hell alone!" With this I ran from the cafeteria, blindly running through the pokemon centre until I eventually found myself outside. Only then did I look around, but it didn't help; I couldn't remember where we were. I ran through the town, dodging people's feet until I reached the nearest route from the town surrounded by nature again. There was a huge river and nobody around. My wavering reflection in the clean morning water looked sadly back at me, a sandshrew and nothing more. Then and only then did I lie down, curl up and cry.

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Thus ends the second chapter, poor Lulu, and now she's alone, possibly lost in the wilderness and sad. Pouvre sabelette. xox