Camp Pokemon Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 - Seriously!

POV: Scott

It was dark and lonely outside the front of the cabins. April told me to meet with her at 10:00, so where was she? Every sound made me and Sparky jump, and Sparky's an electric type if you know what I mean. It felt comforting at least, having him there and all, because if we were attacked by a massive horde of Arcanine, it would be good to know I have a shield, even if it was tiny. Kidding!

10 minutes after the specified time, April snuck out of Cabin D with her large pink bag slung across her shoulder and a determined look on her face. She looked around for a second, before spotting me in the shadows.

"Hey, mud-hair," She said to me, "Ready?" She often called me mud-hair, a reference to my dark hair colour.
I wished I brought my bag. What if we saw, like, a Shaymin or something.

"Yeah."

She grabbed my arm and started dragging me towards the path we went earlier. Kitty was by her side, as Sparky was near mine. It was great having them there. Maybe Kitty could smell April's Pokedex out? The quicker this was done, the better.

But I had to check something before we left. "Got a compass?"

She looked up for a second, "Yup. Definitely."

"And a phone?"

"Yes."

"And a massive ego?"

"Watch it, idiot." She said, stepping on my foot purposely.

"April, wrong path."

April blushed, turned around, and went the other way.

"Pic-hu!"

Sparky jumped up onto my shoulder. How cute. I often told him he was cute, and he hated that, much as I do when my grandma Mary says I am, before handing me a handful of old biscuits. You know the one.

After 5 minutes of what seemed to be the scariest thing ever, we stopped for a break, and I was glad. No matter how hard I hid it, it was really scary. It was as if an Ursaring was around every tree, just waiting to jump out and maul me to death. I hoped that was just me and my overactive imagination. Really, that was why I had to have a nightlight until I was 10, but April didn't need to know that. Even in our close bonds of friendship, some things stay secret. Like April's diary. A pink one with an easily pickable lock. Yes, I did that.

I sighed loudly, as April groaned. "We'll never find it."

I laughed. "Just like I've been telling you that for the last five minutes."

"Pichu-Pichu." Sparky said in agreement.
"Ee Vee!" Squealed Kitty, biting Sparky to defend April's side.

"Pichu!" Sparky answered back, shocking her back friendlily.

I laughed, as April did the same. No, not shock me, laugh.

"We're a lot like our Pokemon, aren't we?" She said, picking up a nearby stick.

"Yup, because you're tiny, furry and violent."

After jabbing me with the stick, Kitty squeaked out load.

"What is it, Kitty?" April whispered, looking around.

"Eevee, Eev!" She answered, pointing towards a tree to my left.

April jumped up, knocking me over, and shushed me.

The Snivy was there, sleeping in a little ball shape on a tree stump. I watched as April snuck up to it slowly.

I was the first to notice that the Snivy was actually awake, and as soon as April grabbed her rightful property, it jumped up and started wrestling with her.

April was clearly getting the upper hand, but Snivy wasn't realdy to give up it's prize yet.

"Give it here you little-"

The Snivy looked angry.

"April, I think you should-"

"No, Scott. I'm getting my Pokedex if it's the last thing I do-"

That's when the Snivy broke.

"SNIVY!"

The Snivy burst in a wave of bright white light, and I had to lift my arm up to my face to keep it out of my eyes.
A moment later, I looked back at the battle to see a rainbow bubble that fit April's exact description floating in the air. It was mesmerising, and it was 100% percent clear that it wasn't just any normal Pokemon. I dwelled on this thought for a second, thinking about whether Snivys could learn Flash or not.

Then I heard April scream.
I looked to the ground to find April on in the dirt, rolling around in agony.

Flash doesn't hurt people. That wasn't Flash.

Oh my Mew.

The bubble then started shrinking until 'pop', it was gone.
I didn't know where Sparky or Kitty was, but either way, I was completely occupied by April's situation.

I ran to her side and looked into her eyes.

"SCOTT!"

I noticed something strange in her eyes. They were slowly changing shape. I was scared. Really, compared to before, that was a fluffy buneary in comparison. I thought April was dying. I grabbed her arm, then instantly dropped it again. It was covered in some sort of short brown fur.

Was this just all a dream? Because there was no way that there's wierd Pokemon that turn into bubbles, and your best friend gets covered in brown fur... April was still screaming from the pain. It was unbearable. When your friend starts dying like that... it makes you cry.

April held my hand gingerly.
She looked at my face.

"Scott... help."

The fur was now covering almost her whole body, and I would be laughing if it weren't so serious.
It was only now I noticed she was shrinking. It was happening only bit by bit before, but now it had accelerated.

"Scott, tell... Lily..." She was crying, and my tears fell on her face. "Best... friends..."

And the transformation was complete.

She was tiny, and somewhat recognisable.

Oh. My. Mew.