Okay, I'm gonna put this for those who do not know: if you suspect a child has been kidnapped call 1-800-THE-LOST.
Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Nintendo or any part of it. I once again want to give thanks to srgeman for allowing me to use Michael and Angela (Angel) from his story A Little Night Music.
Thanks to Lady of Darkfire, srgeman, the book master, annoyed by you, and Notmyre Alname5 for the reviews!
Chapter 13
"Come on out, Sierra!"
A Riolu with a frilly pink bow poped out of the Pokeball. It looked around, dazed.
"Where am I?" It asked.
"A hotel." Angel replied, "In Fortree."
"Why did you name it after a dead girl?" Susan asked.
"The dead girl was my best friend." Layla replied, "And Riolu are her favorite Pokemon."
"Makes sense to me." I muttered.
Angel looked at me. "Hello! You're the one it's named after!"
"She." Sierra replied. Let me tell you, it sounds so wierd hearing my own name...
"Well, I like being appreciated." I replied.
Sierra's eyes and mine met for a brief moment, only for her eyes to glaze over and a vision to appear in my head.
A girl, about five or so, was sitting in a chair. She had curly blonde hair, like Shirly Temple's, and navy blue eyes. She was covered in bruises, or what I saw was. She was strapped down with trailer straps and a mean looking man was hovering over her. He held a whip in his hands and looked at a woman behind her. "Untie the brat." He commanded.
The woman untied the girl. She fell to the floor, exhausted. The man forced her to her feet and thrust a piece of paper in front of her nose. "Read this, now." He commanded.
"The...k...k...cat...ate...the..." the little girl read. She looked up at the woman and said, "I don't know this word."
The man started beating her with the whip. "You are to read the entire paper or you will die!" He shouted.
The whip continued to crack. The little girl fell to her knees. The whip cracked once more. The little girl fell. Her breathing stopped, blood oozed from her white blouse.
The vision ended. I looked at Sierra and gasped. "You're reborn?"
"If you want to call it that." Sierra replied, "I prefer it as reincarnated."
"How can a five year old know such a large vocabulary?" I asked.
"It's called travelling." Sierra replied matter-of-factly, "Layla and I have gone everywhere!"
"What's your human name?" I asked.
"Lynn." Sierra replied, "My momma thought I would be one of the prettiest girls around. My step-father had three girls, and he didn't want anyone prettier than his three daughters.. Because I was prettier, he targeted me as ugly. He bought his girls extravagant gifts, where as I was left with hand-me-downs."
"Ouch." Angel replied. I guess she saw the vision too, because this was the first time she said anything.
"Yeah." Sierra replied, "But, that's behind me." She looked at Angel and asked, "Wanna battle?"
Angel snorted. "Hell yes!"
"Hey there!" Layla shouted. She looked at Susan and asked, "Wanna battle?"
"You're on!" Susan shouted.
Crap. MY first battle. And this was not going to go well at all.