I spent the whole day screaming at the top of my lungs for Chance. I even screamed for Jack and Theresa, but no one came. No one heard my cries for help, and if anyone did, they didn't come to help me. I didn't stop, I kept on pleading for anyone to come and help me, at one point I even screamed for Nokto. I was in pain and alone, I just wanted to be comforted and helped, but it didn't come. The sun was high in the sky before Nokto returned, strolling up to the cave casually with a bowl on his head.

"Hello, and how are you feeling this fine day," he asked pleasantly placing the bowl on the floor.

"Nokto, I need to leave. I can't stay here! My friends are probably worried about me! I need to find them," I begged him.

"So I see you have a lot of energy, you're most likely dehydrated. I brought you some water," he pushes the bowl to me.

"No, Nokto! I need to find them!," I push the bowl aside.

"Why? These friends of yours don't sound so great to me," he said sitting in the same spot he did yesterday, by the cave's entrance.

"How would you know?," I spat across the room," You don't know them at all!"

"Really?," he said," I may not know much about friendship, but I don't abandon my friends in a rain storm, especially if they are fire types," he stood up growling.

"That's not how it happened," I lowered my voice.

"How did it happen then," Nokto asked, still unconvinced.

"It was raining hard, you know that. We just got separated, it's nobodies fault. I'm sure that they are looking for me," I spoke assuring myself.

"Are they Vulpix," he asked walking to me.

"No, one is Ponyta, one is a Growlithe and the other is Victini,"I tell him.

"Odd pack you got there, Vulpix," he smiled. "They are all fire types, so they most likely ran for their own shelter, leaving out in the down pour. You deserve better than that, Vulpix. Everyone does."

"Stop calling me that!," I shake with rage. "My name is Violet. I told you this! I am not some wild animal, you...you stupid dog. If I knew what you were I wouldn't use your name either," I shout at him, with my eyes closed.

When I open them, he laying in front of me like a cat, ready to pounce. " You don't know what I am?," he asked offended.

"No..," I was exhausted, I had been yelling all day, I wanted to eat and rest.

"Mhmm. For your information I am a Mightyena, and I am not ashamed of what I am so feel free to address me by my type," he glare a tme with his red eyes burning.

"Ill just stick with Nokto," I retort snarkly,"It's shorter."

"My mother is outside, Vulpix," he said standing up, looking down on me. "I want to bring her in so she can dress your wounds, will you be civil?"

I roll my eyes," Of course I will," I snapped at him.

"I am not convinced," he lowered his head to mine.

"That's because you irritate me!" Nokto smirked and barked loud and clear, it rang off the walls. A slightly larger Mightyena entered the cave, with a wicker basket it's mouth. She looked just like Nokto, the red eyes and everything, it was scary. She walked to me and placed the basket it on the floor and smiled, she didn't speak, she went straight to work.

"Thank you," I say to her, while she runs me down with a cloth, she doesn't look up. I glance to Nokto," Does she hate me already?," I ask him. He throws he head back and laughs, ringing through the room, his mother looks up and speaks. She speaks in an odd language I have never heard before, with jutting and jerking syllables. Nokto responds to her in the language and I just listen to it, unaware of what they are saying. His mother nods and returns to rubbing me down.

"My mother," Nokto tells me," Doesn't speak pokemon."

"What do you mean she doesn't speak pokemon?! She IS a pokemon," I interject.

"She is, but she wasn't raised with it. She was raised by our tribe, our pack, and she was taught by her mother in the language of her people. She has never learned traditional pokemon," he explains.

"What is the language you speak then?," I ask, wincing as she applies alcohol to my cuts.

"We don't have a name for it. It's just our language. And to answer your question, No. My mother doesn't hate you," he smiles showing his fangs again. I shudder at the sight of them, they are creepy and scare me.

"How did you learn pokemon," I ask threw gritted teeth.

"We have a member who left when he was young, learned it and returned to teach us, now all children learn traditional pokemon as well as our native tongue," he tells me before his mother speaks again. They way she speaks is so beautiful and dark all at once, like a witch placing a spell on something.

"My mother says we need to put your ankle back into place before putting the cast on. It is broken and had popped out of place. This will be more painful than anything you can imagine, Violet," he speaks sincerely," Brace yourself. Grab my paw if you need to," he offers his paw and turns away, not wanting to watch his mother place my mangled foot back into place.

I fell Nokto's mother hold my ankle very gently, but it still hurt, I reached out and grabbed Nokto's paw for support. I take a deep breath,"GO!," I shout. Nokto relays the message and I hear a snap and my foot feels like it's been torn off. I scream with agony and squeeze Nokto's paw for dear life. I gasp for air, and feel her move my ankle again, sending the pain shooting up my leg. I scream again and squeeze Nokto's paw again, with even more force. I continue to scream loudly, It was all I could do to deal with the pain. I see dots in my vision and then it all fades to black.

This time when I awake, I'm not in a cave. I'm in a small room, with a lot of medical equipment around. They weren't shining like they should have been, they weren't made from metal. Half of the stuff was made from wood and the other have looked like teeth and claws. Most of it had dried blood on it from the last operation. Was I the last Operation? I sat up and screamed in horror from what I was seeing. It was like a scary movie, I continued to scream as I ripped of the while blanket on top of me. I check for any signs of cuts, or scars, but all I saw was the cast on my gave me no relief, I continued on screaming until several Mightyena's came into the room. They looked like demons in he night, trying to kill me, so I started to thrash wildly to escape them. I felt a sharp pain in my leg for second, then it was gone. I looked down and saw that I had been injected, which only made my fear 10 times more real. Against all odds, yelled even louder until blackness enclosed my vision.

The second time I awoke in the room, I tried to get up but I had straps wrapped around my legs and torso. What the hell? I laid my head back and sighed, How am I gonna get out of here?

"I see you're awake," I deep familiar voice fills the air.

"Nokto? Is that you," I raise my head and look around the room.

Sure enough, there he is leaning against doorway, he flashed me his vampire smile. "Of course. Who else is brave enough to enter the room of the crazy fox?," he pushes from the door and comes to the bed.

"Is that really what your people are calling me?," I groan resting my head back on it's pillow.

He laughed," Yes, you caused quite some excitement. We all thought you were being murdered in here, but no, you were just screaming," he smirked confidently.

"Ugh, stop smiling like that, you look ridiculous," I grumble at him.

He laughs again," Are you going to keep being rude, or will you be nice and I'll undo your restraints."

I roll my eyes," Please, Nokto!"

He undoes my restraints and I sit up and try to jump off the table, but Nokto jumps in front of me, so I can't. "What are you doing," I snap at him.

"Did you forget? You have a broken ankle?," we both glance down at my cast.

Shit! I did. "No, I remembered," I tell him easing myself off the bed carefully, while pushing Nokto away.

"Follow me," Nokto says nodding his head towards the door," I have some people very anxious to meet you."

I limp after him eagerly, being careful of my cast, thrilled to be leaving the odd torture room behind.