Trials part I: The questioning.
It was June 16th before I finally had to discover the pains of the Pokemon world.
I hadn't caught any other Pokemon, so it was still just me, Piplup, and Natu.
I'm not complaining, not in the least.
They were a handfull as it was.
Natu always plays "Peck on the blind kid", and Piplup learned to play too.
They both knew Peck, and I hoped this could come in handy later.
We were walking on route 5, and I was about to fall over I was so tired.
We rested for a few minutes under a large tree, and fell asleep.
I woke up in a dark room.
I've told you before how I could see light, but not color or shapes.
I was chained down with what felt like metal chains.
I was lying on a very very hard serfice.
My first instinct was to scream, but there was a funny sinsation in my mouth.
I realized after a minute that I was gagged.
So, I came to the aweful conclusion that I had first thought.
I was captured, kidnapped, whatever.
I at once wanted to see if I still had my Pokeballs, but as every part of my body was chained down, I sadly could not check.
"So, I see our little friend is awake now." A unfriendly low voice said.
"Who are-." I said, being cutoff by the other voice.
"It concerns you not."
"I am a vicious man with no pitty in my heart, so if you don't listen to your orders, things will be very, very pleasant for my Houndoom." The voice said minacingly.
"What do you want!" I said, not asking, but yelling.
"Just for you to answer some questions." The voice said.
"I'll never!" I said.
Maybe I shouldn't have started things out like that all things considered.
Suddenly, a pain like none that I had felt before hit my arm.
I could hear blood falling and being licked up by something.
"That was what you will suffer if you refuse to answer my questions." The voice said.
I heard the licking stop and a contented growl from a houndoom.
"First of all, how did you get here and where did you come from?" The voice asked.
"A woman warped me here from the USA." I said.
I didn't see what was so bad about telling somebody that, but I should have thought before I opened my big fatass mouth.
"USA?" The voice said.
"Earth?" I tried.
"Earth." The voice said, "Your still on earth kid, and there's no USA."
*Erm.* I thought.
"Another world." I said.
"Now that's what I thought." The voice said.
"Tell me, who's this bi*** who took you to this world?" The voice said, starting to creap me out..
"I don't know." I said, truthfully, as I don't remember her giving me her name.
Pain.
Blood.
Lick.
Contented Houndoom.
"Ahhhh!" I yelled, "I really don't know!"
"WAS IT RUBY!" The voice said, becoming, if possible, even more vicious.
A sudden jult in my stomach.
I remembered the woman saying her name now.
"Y-no!" I said defiantly.
_Repeat sequence of torcher_
"Tell me truthfully!" The voice said with force.
It was odvious he already knew, but I still tried to ly.
I did this 3 times before I finally caved from intense pain.
"Y-yes." I said.
"No ferther questions than." The voice said.
I was suddenly untied, but before I could move, I had a mass of houndoom on me.
It grabbed me in it's jaws, and I thought it was the end.
It wasn't going to kill me, though.
It was simply carrying me somewhere.
Where was the only question in my mind.
About 2 minutes later, I was roughly thrown in to a room, and the Houndoom sat guarding the door.
I checked my pockets for my pokeballs, but of course, they weren't there.
I couldn't move or the houndoom would get a low growl in his throat, and shoot a worning fire attack.
So that's how I ended up with no Pokemon, stuck in the same position for hours and hours on end, and several excruciating pains that needed mager medical attention.
Could it get any worse?
Probably.
I ended up falling asleep because of the pain.
What woke me was someone messing with my wounds.
"Stay still." A unkind female voice said.
"Master Xyon wishes you to be healed of your wounds, because he thinks there might be more uses for you." The woman said.
I assumed correctly that Xyon was the questioning man from earlier.
After I was bandaged, I was given a shot to make me sleep.
The woman tried extra hard to make it a painful process for me.
I was instantly asleep again.
I have no clue how many days I was trapped in this rattata hole of a prison, all I know is that it was horible.
Piplup, and Natu were the only things on my mind as I waited for more to happen.
The houndoom couldn't watch me constantly, but when he was away, somebody closed the prison door and I could hear the sound of growling Pokemon on the other side of the door.
I wasn't sure what they were, but I guessed there were about 5 of them.
One day while Houndoom was not on guard duty, I tried to figure a way out of this perdicument I had somehow gotten myself into.
I was pacing, because this had always made me think in the past.
Pacing, thinking, pacing, thinking.
Pacing, Thinking, boring, boring.
I supposed that I could always knock out the next person to open the door, but to much could, and had a 99.99 chance of happening.
I, thankfully, wasn't called in for more painful questioning.
*How many days have I been in this horible place.* I thought.
I heard a peck on the cell door.
A blast of what sounded like water hit the door.
Then, a weird thing happened.
As if some magical power were forcing the door to open, the door made a strange sound, and opened.
"Piplup!" Piplup said.
A heavy mass of happy Piplup was suddenly ontop of me.
"PIIIIPPPPPPPLUUUPPPPPP!" The Pokemon said, overjoyed, and not letting me forget it.
"Hi Piplup!" I said.
I couldn't have been more thrilled to have been reunited with my Piplup.
"Natu?" A questioning pokemon asked.
"Natu?" I asked in astonishment.
"Natuu!" Natu responded, pecking me on the sholder.
When we were next released from our pokeballs, our trainer wasn't anywhere arround.
Instead, we were faced with a very evil smelling man.
I tried bubblebeaming him, but he just laughed and released a Dustox from one of the ball thingies that me and Natu our kept in.
It used psychic powers to keep me still.
He seemed to be evaluating me.
"Weak." He proclaimed.
"You aren't worth nothing verman."
"Your as bad as your teamate, Natu.
I longed for him, landing on the pokeball.
It opened, and Natu came out.
He teleported me and him out of there.
We tried forever to locate our trainer, but it took several days before we finally found him.
A big broot of a Houndoom was blocking the door, and aimed a flamethrower at us.
"Yikes!" I piplupped.
It didn't hit us, but we had to get our sorry tails out of there.
We waited for some time before that evil man came and returned the Houndoom.
After that, we went to the door and tryed to open it.
It wasn't working, I even tried a bubblebeam.
Natu finally opened it with a psychic attack.
Trainer Aaron was standing in one spot, stunned.
I jumped for him, in the happyist reunion ever.
Well, this is the beginning of a little series of action chapters for you.
I hope your all still enjoying the story.
Yes, this chapter, I think, is a little short and I seem to be making a lot of those lately.
I'm very sorry for that.
School and life are annoying.
Not to mention the 850 subscribers I have to satisfy on YouTube.
Just emagine how shorter and spaced out the chapters would be if I used facebook, twitter, or myspace.
I don't.