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Year 1
Chapter Two
I awoke to the sound of rustling leaves. At first I was in a confused daze, just staring at the forest canopy. It took me a moment to realize I didn't know what my current location was. Lying on the ground, surrounded by vegetation, hearing animal calls that I don't recognize? This did not seem familiar.
Just as I was sitting up, that's when I heard it. That's when I heard the call for help.
I quickly stood up and began searching for the source of the desperate yells. I had never walked in such a thick forest before, that I must have tripped at least more than once.
My eyes caught movement up ahead and I ducked behind a bush with strange fruit.
At first I didn't recognize the inhuman creatures in front me and I continued to stare. After connecting memories of a certain franchise, it finally clicked.
The three creatures were Pokemon.
It was difficult holding back the gasp that wanted to escape my mouth. I mean, I would have screamed, but the Pokemon were clearly arguing.
"Igg! Igg, Igg, Iggly! Uff!" The smallest one in the group spoke in Poké-language. It was slightly smaller than a basketball and was the color of pink. Its eyes were red and three cloudy bumps were on top of its head. Little scratches creased across its skin and I began to worry about it when one of the other Pokemon gave a ferocious reply.
"Hrow, duu… Hrou…!" It must have been a canine of some sort to growl like that.
It was a Houndoom, and a territorial one at that. It stepped towards what I believe was an Igglybuff and began growling more incomprehensible talk. The third Pokemon was a Herdier and it just stood beside its canine friend.
"Iggly, Iggluu…!" The Igglybuff seemed to beg desperately, as if its life was flashing before its eyes.
I felt the tears streaking my eyelids as I watched the scene play out. The Igglybuff was most likely the youngest out of all of the Pokemon in front of me, considering it's classified as a baby in the evolution line. It already looked like it was partially wounded.
I finally let a gasp out when I saw fire flickering in the Houndoom's mouth and I couldn't believe what was happening. The demonic mutt was going to burn the little Pokemon and Herdier didn't seem to want to intervene.
That's when Igglybuff began to actually cry. It was too much to bear, with the way its body was shaking and tears streamed down its puffy cheeks. The baby Pokemon whimpered in half Pokemon language and half yelp. It was most likely begging to be spared.
This is where I drew the line. It was just so wrong to do such a thing.
I came out of hiding by standing up from my low squat and stepping over the bush. The Herdier turned to me and growled, looking like it was ready to pounce. I ignored the mutt and made a mad dash for the one that mattered.
Just as I clutched Igglybuff closely to my chest I could feel the fire melting my shoes. The Flamethrower probably did not melt right through my shoes, but it was hotter than an oven put on high.
I don't know where the two Pokemon went, but at some point I found a hill and saw a building just ahead. I ran down the hill, its levitation quickening my speed, and continued to run as fast as I could towards the building.
I hoped with all my heart one of the Nurse Joy sisters was in town.