Hello fanfiction! My name is Bulbasaur and I will be the other person working with Zorua! Due to our first review in such a short amount of time, we have decided to post this chapter early and have chosen to follow what LovingTogepi suggested, so Thanks!

Now, done with this annoyingness, on with the story!

"Human Talking"

"Pokemon Talking"

Escape

Once again, light floods my vision and I am temporarily blinded. My unnaturally strong senses adjust quickly and I gasp. I am on a cliff with nowhere to run. A great expanse of water stretches in front of me and I'm standing on a small grassy ledge. The sun is directly above, I'm guessing it is about noon.

I hear a shuffle of feet and turn quickly. When I look behind me I see the grunts and their pokemon are recovering from my Aura Blast. I close my eyes once more and try to sense a direction of escape, any way that I could flee from this horrible place. My search is fruitless and I only have one option, to jump.

Seriously? Death is my only way out of this? It seems that my escape has been for nothing and I will, like Lucario said, be killed. I wrench my eyes away from the ocean, figuring that I should at least fight back before jumping to my death.

I summon two Aura Spheres and pour as much aura into them as possible, hoping to knock out at least one pokemon. A Houndour is my first victim, stepping blindly out into the open. I thrust the spheres towards it, hoping to catch it off guard. it senses them coming and hops into the air, letting the spheres harmlessly blow up the dirt.

I growl in frustration, why am I so weak? Well, plan A failed, I'm going to have to go with plan B. I fuel my legs with aura and use as much of the ten-foot ledge as I can, trying to jump as far as I possible. the Houndour chases after me, nipping at my heels, trying to stop my ridiculous escape plan. I finally approach the ledge and spring off the cliff, hoping that the aura in my legs will help. It doesn't.

I feel myself falling, but know that I was doomed from the start, the ocean will reach me soon, and I will probably die upon contact. I tense getting ready for impact, my wings' feathers ruffled by the rushing wind as I fell. I stretch them out, trying to catch the breeze and slow my fall, but they wouldn't respond, I felt like I was trying to find my aura again. My pitch black wings were meant to be transportation, but it seemed they were to weak to catch even a small gust of air.

Was I really meant to die? Was this my destiny? I keepfalling and falling, the ocean racing up to meet my gaze. The waves looked inviting, they would swallow me up and end my sorrow. My brief life full of darkness would be ended, I would be free. I let my wings fall to my side, well, more like I let them go limp. I'm ready for this, I am no longer was afraid of the calming ocean, I was enjoying the thought of being released from my body. Inches above the sea, my eyes light up and a smile spreads across my face.

An instant before impact, a weird sensation gripped me, and my free fall stopped. I felt the wings they had given me catch a breeze, I was flying. When I open my eyes, I am flying an inch over the ocean. With a small squeal of glee, I thrust my hand into the water, feeling the cool sensation of crystalline water on my fingers. It was exhilarating, flying, feeling your body soaring over the earth and only having your own strength to support you, I loved it.

I started flying higher and then dipped down and flew. I relaxed and let the wind carry me, relishing in my moment of freedom, hoping it would last.

Suddenly, I realized that I was going to get lost if I kept going forward away from the land. I closed my eyes again, relying on my powers given to me by the cruel people to search the ocean for land.

I found a small island to the west, so I angled my flight in that direction. I felt wonderful, flying was something that every human dreamt of, and I was experiencing it. I started getting bolder and tried to go higher, but soon I felt my exhaustion pull me back down.

My shoulder blades were aching from the strain of my wings and my mind was becoming a little cluttered. I gradually got lower and lower, and realized, I wasn't going to make it to the island. I struggled to stay aloft and tried using my aura to give me strength, but I couldn't call upon it to aid me, and it only resulted in draining my strength even more. I had depleted my reserves and knew, it was only myself, my wings, and the sea.

Since I knew I wouldn't make it, I decided to at least not crash land and headed towards the water. I tried to push off the water, something, anything so I didn't drain as much energy, then I slowed down and clumsily fell into the sea.

The water was ice cold and it froze my bare skin, chilling my bones. My thin T-shirt and inadequate sweatpants provided no warmth as I slowly sank to the bottom of the sea. My oxygen was slowly depleting and I was expecting the texture of water in my lungs anytime soon. The sensation of burning lungs and my conscious slipping away, it seemed like I had already experienced this, but there was no way of telling. My memories, if I even had any, were long gone, there was no way I could recover them.

I held my breath for as long as I could, but I had to take a breath sometime. All too soon, the oxygen ran out, and I breathed in the water. It was coming, I was going to die. For the second time today, death seemed imminent. My knowledge told me that my life should be flashing before my eyes, but my life was so far short and eventful, leaving me to only think about how drowning would feel.

I felt the water fill my lungs, this was it, my time was up. I would have to leave the world. I still had no idea who I was, my only accomplishment so far had been escape. The saltiness took me and my lungs were gripped by the iciness of the water, but surprisingly, I could still breathe.

Alright, so there is the second chapter. Just so you guys know, Zorua and I will probably be switching off on who posts what chapter, so yeah.

Please comment or follow our story. THANK YOU LOVINGTOGEPI! Your review was read and we highly appreciate it. For the character you suggested, they will be going the story in a few chapters, hopefully.

Also, we are going to have a poll up soon to decide on the OC's name! We have a few ideas, but we would like you to decide, so please, when the poll is up, probably some time tomorrow, VOTE!

Okay, this is Bulbasaur signing off.