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"Human Talking"

"Pokemon Talking"

Island

After regaining my ability to breathe the air, I crawl up the beach, the sand gritty against my water-logged skin. I struggle, but am no longer feeling pressured, I have made it. The shade from the sun was like stepping back into the ocean, but it felt great. I closed my eyes to rest and inadvertently activated my aura sight.

Filling my vision was the aura signatures of thousands upon thousands of leafy trees bearing the most luscious fruits I had ever seen, If I had ever seen any before. I pull my still exhausted form over to a mango tree, it's orange fruits so plump, the branches bend under the weight. Shakily, my hand reaches up and grasps one of the fruits. With a little effort, I manage to pluck the mango from the branch causing the branch to catapult upwards from the release of the weight of the fruit. Feeling the texture of the fruit, I can tell it is ripe and at the peak of it's growth.

I bite into it and my mouth explodes.

Flavors upon flavors are flooding my senses, I almost fall back in surprise. Gaining some strength, I stand up unsure of myself and slowly start towards the center of the island. I passed many trees bearing fruit, but I was still carrying the mango, and was nowhere near finishing it.

I was barely clinging onto consciousness, I knew I would pass out soon. For five minutes, I just trudged through the jungle, too tired to activate my aura sight. My bare feet crunching against dry leaves, and squishing through the small mud pits every so often.

For one instant, my aura sight activated on it's own and I sensed something that spelled doom in big fat letters, a craft with a bright red insignia on the side. An airship was approaching the island at a fast pace and the aura signatures inside were tinted red, with fury.

The scarce amounts of pokemon were fleeing and I heard the trees swaying in the distance from the rotors, oh no. The creaking of wood was becoming louder by the second, warning me of their imminent arrival. Mankeys and other tree-climbing pokemon swung past me at an incredible pace.

trying to match their speed, I fumbled and fell to one knee. I had used all of my remaining energy escaping their sub, and no one to save me this time. I painfully righted myself and once again started for the density of the forest. The center of the island would be denser, more trees to hide my exhausted form.

I tried to hurry and escape, but I think I had finally reached my limit, this time I was truly going to black out, and I did. I fell forward straight onto my face, right into the moist leaves and dirt, that was the last thing I remember.

Now, I was using my aura sight, my strength had returned, to scan the room I was in. Once again, I am strapped to a table, but this one is heavy duty plastic, and my bindings are steel. Dang.

I widen my search and see I am in a highly guarded cell in the rear end of the airship, heading for the facility I had escaped already. I could feel my face paling and tears coming to my eyes.

Why? Why must I be subject to such cruel people? Why was I their target? One day, I hope to find the answers to my questions, all of them.

An aura signature was approaching my cell, their intended location obvious. I was guessing that it was the female scientist from before, but her demeanor was much more aggressive and agitated. I silently waited for her arrival, they had probably noticed that I was breathing faster and my face had paled. She arrived and I heard the sound of an electronic lock sliding, allowing her to enter the room.

"We know you're awake," she deadpanned.

"Obviously."

"Well, that was quite the trick you pulled there, but we caught you, and you will no longer have the same chance, ever."

"Sure, I'll escape, just you wait and see."

She chuckled and I finally opened my eyes. Immediately, I focused my attention on her, wishing I could do something, anything. Suddenly, my insides boiled and my anger increased dramatically. She was the reason I was like this, it was all her fault.

Directing these thoughts at her, I thought I saw her slightly wince. Ha, she must be feeling my pain, yeah, that was it. I increased my focus and concentrated solely on her. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. Those words running through my mind, she suddenly doubled over in pain and gasped.

She fell to the floor pathetically and started writhing in pain.

What was she doing? My focus was interrupted and I realized, I had done that. The instant I stopped focusing on her, she relaxed, and immediately blacked out. It must have been my psychic powers. After all, she said I had them. I jumped at the opportunity to escape, she was out cold, the door was unlocked, and I sensed no guards in the immediate vicinity.

I pulled against my restraints, trying to break free. This was my one opportunity! Now, now, now!

My emotions are running high, and because aura is connected with emotions, I rip the shackles from the table. Ignoring the pain my wrists retained from that, I limped over towards the door. my leg from Lucario's training wasn't fully healed, but I could still walk. I felt the familiar feeling of deja vu. Me, in a pitiful escape using a concentrated Aura Blast to open the door, and then the hall, two ways to go, one choice left to make. This was just like my first escape.

I chose right, like my first attempt for escape. As I started limping down the hall, I heard the thumping of boots and the sound of a gun. They were probably trying to knock me out, so I ducked, trying to have the projectile miss. Assuming it was aimed at my head, I didn't move out of the way.

Bad mistake.

They had guessed what I would do and my leg erupted. Gasping, I rolled down to the floor and clutched my leg. It was so much pain, it felt like I had fallen off a bridge, and then been run over. My nervous system was flaring up in pain. I felt the hot sting of tears in my eyes and bit my lip, trying to hold back a scream. This was almost as bad as Lucario's training session.

I opened my tightly squeezed eyes and saw a peculiar sight. A needle was firmly planted in the back of my right knee, and I was no longer experiencing pain. Despite the sight of my own blood on the ground, I was completely calm. Drowsiness was all that came to mind, and I felt my mind slipping. The floor suddenly felt really comfortable. The linoleum was so smooth, the lighting just right. With a sigh of content, I wrapped my fuzzy, warm wings around me and fell asleep.

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