Turning as fast as she could she could see the three people staring at her, one none human the others looking as though they could be classed as the same.
"Look, it's the human, she has the Pikachu." The girl told the pokemon looking down at him for a split second as she kept one eye trained on the girl who clutched the pokemon even tighter.
"It's ok, don't make a sound, stay quiet" she hushed as she wrapped her jacket around him tighter.
"Hand over the pokemon lass, it's dangerous" the cat tried to persuade but she believed none of it.
"No he's not, he's only a baby. And he's scared" she almost yelled back forgetting the danger she was in. She didn't know them and she had no idea what they would do.
"Look I think we got off on the wrong foot" he decided to change his approach. Try to gain some form of trust from her. "My name's Meowth, the girl is Jessie and the boy's called James, what's your name?"
"May" she answered hesitantly placing her hand on the back of the Pikachu's head, holding it closer to her. Not letting him move or the Meowth see him.
"Come on now there's nothing wrong here, we just want back what's ours. That Pikachu is rightfully ours" he took a step towards her, pausing when she stepped back, not letting the distance decrease in the slightest.
"He isn't yours I heard what you said to him earlier when he was cornered and I won't let you touch him, you may be the same creature as him but you won't lay a finger on him" she didn't know where that determined voice came from but it seemed to make them halt in their tracks as they had been about to take a step forwards.
"Alright, no need to get so touchy. We only told him the truth. That's a good life back home what he'll have, it could be so much worse. It will be worse if you don't give him to us, we'll make sure things are much worse if you make things hard."
"Pikka" the pokemon spoke for the first time into her neck, sounding very scared and wanting to be taken away. The scared voice of the baby firmed her resolve, she wouldn't hand him over, she'd be damned if she did. She was going to take him home, she was going to care for him.
"That may be a good life where you're from but here I'll make sure he's treated great. He will never have to fight, as soon as you all go back to your home he'll be safe" she took another step back, "he won't ever be put through what you intend to do to him"
The Meowth's face gained a smirk, a thought coming to him.
"Weezing, go over to her, stop her from running" he instructed as he looked up to the taller humans. "Stand your ground and make sure she doesn't try anything, if she makes the slightest move that looks like it's an attack or a flee use your other pokemon."
"Understood" they responded almost like trained soldiers, glaring at the girl who had just seen the Weezing come from the darkness.
"Hand over the pokemon" Meowth ordered as he stared her dead in the eye, trying to see if she'd flinch.
"No chance, I don't care what the overgrown ball does, you aren't getting him" gritting his teeth at the human's stubbornness he glared at her.
"Weezing use tackle on her, only her." He ordered, she was irritating him. The pokemon responded immediately and crashed his body into the young girl, knocking her to the ground, bent over to shield the pokemon in her arms. They may have said only her but she wouldn't trust them as far as she could throw them.
"Pikka" it asked panic evident in his voice, they were hurting her. The girl who had come back for him, they were hurting her.
The pokemon didn't stop with one hit, he kept striking the girl making her shout out in pain. What could he do? He had to help. Opening an eye that was screwed in pain she looked down at the pokemon.
"It's ok, they aren't going to hurt you." She reassured thinking the baby was scared of being attacked.
"Pikka pi" it asked panicked by the look of pain on her face.
"I'm fine, just stay still and quiet. They'll stop eventually" she tried to sound confident but couldn't find it in her, she was in pain from the Weezing's continuous hits and in trying to mask that as she spoke to him it made it damn near impossible to sound confident. He looked up into her eyes, trying to think of something to do to help her, but he was only a baby. He had no idea what a baby like himself could do to help.
"Pikka?"
"Shh, it's alright, I'll figure something out, it's alright" she kept repeating the last two words, trying to convince not only the pokemon but herself as well. She doubted it would be though. What was she supposed to do? She couldn't fight against it, she'd never even been in a fight before. The worst she'd done at school in the way of fights was throwing a rubber at someone.
"Give us the pokemon and we'll stop him, don't and we can make him do so much worse" the Meowth sounded very cocky. She glanced up towards them, barely able to see them through the Pikachu's ears. He was stood with his hands on his sides, chest puffed out and a victorious grin on his face.
"Not a chance, I don't care if you make it worse, he's only a baby" the grin dropped, replaced by a scowl. Humans in this world were much more defiant than humans from his. There they knew their place, at the bottom, only useful as servants to the boss.
"You have an annoying trait in you, you know that? It really irritates me"
"I can say the same about you." She retorted glaring up at the cat boy. It was hard to believe that only a few hours ago she had no idea of another world harbouring humans and pokemon. The Meowth gritted his teeth, the girl infuriated him.
"Listen you little rodent, I'm more powerful than you, I am better than you in every way. I am greater than you!" She laughed at him then, starting out quiet but growing steadily. "What are you laughing at?!" Seemed she had struck a nerve.
"You, you're pathetic, you're nothing but a child. You're no better than me, I don't care what you think of me but you aren't better than me" she was pressing his buttons, hoping he'd make a stupid mistake.
He hissed slightly before turning to look up at the human's beside him.
"Call Weezing back, I want to deal with her" he ordered making May smile, she had done it. The hits on her body stopped and not doing what they thought; stay curled up and try to reason with them, she pushed herself up to her feet and took off running in a semi-blind panic.
She kept his head tightly to her neck and tried to keep her feet moving in the right direction.
"Pikka?" The small pokemon asked, looking up at her for a moment, in the dim light the only thing that made him visible was the moon reflecting off his eyes.
"Shh it's alright, we're going back to mine, I've gotta make a call" thanks to walking through the woods on her way home from school and the fact that she had a bit of control over herself she knew she'd be able to make her way home this time. They wouldn't be able to catch her.
She had kept her eyes on the landmarks only she could see; the pokemon in her arms the only thing that stopped her from taking a break and easing the stitch in her side. They had to be following; it was the logical thing for them to do. Follow the girl who had taken the thing they needed.
Why did they need him? She didn't know, she had no idea why. As soon as she got home she would have to call a friend to come over. He would grumble about the time but it was important for him to come over. She needed to know she hadn't lost her sanity.
She had managed to reach the edge of the woods, she could just about see her way home. Taking a few seconds to breathe and try to ease the pain in her side caused by the horrible stitch; she looked down. The Pikachu had kept his head pressed into her neck the entire way. It was terrified. She patted his back before carrying on running, her mind convincing her that they were just inches away.
"It's alright, we're nearly back home." The pokemon nodded into her neck, its voice coming out as a muffled response.
"Pikka" she used her jacket to wrap around him the last little bit, his body was already beginning to get a chill into it she didn't want him to get ill especially in this different world. Who knew that kind of illnesses they had in that world. Probably very weird ones.
She had been running for a few more minutes before finally reaching her house. She pushed open the door closing it as softly as possible and running up the stairs muffling her steps as best she could. The TV was still on, though she was sure they had to have fallen asleep in front of the box. They did that quite a lot. The Pikachu was still pressed to her chest and holding onto her shirt as though his life depended on it. She reached the top of the stairs and closed the door behind her back as gently as she could allow it.
May shrugged off her jacket and tried to balance the pokemon on her chest while removing the stubborn thing which clung to her. She hadn't thought she had been sweating but apparently so, fear tended to do that to people and she had been terrified countless times during the night. Once it fell to the floor she redid her grip on him and carried him to the bed where she pulled out her phone. Dropping onto the soft mattress she started to dial the number of her best friend.
Three rings later the line was answered.
"Hello?" A tired voice asked a yawn cutting it out half way.
"Hi"
"May? What are you doing calling me do you know what time it is?" The boy on the other end of the line asked.
"No, not really I lost track of it a while ago" she admitted smiling at the pokemon who was staring up at her curious as to who she was talking to.
"It's three in the morning May, I'm tired. Call me back tomorrow at a more reasonable time."
"No, wait, you have to come over, I have to show you something. It's important."
"Can't it wait until tomorrow?" He asked yawning again, he had been tucked up in bed when she called and he really wanted to get back to the dream he was having.
"No it can't, just come over. Trust me you'll be glad when you do."
"I'll be glad when I get back to sleep" he retorted and she could practically see his eyes falling shut over the phone.
"Ash, get up right now or I'm coming by your house and dragging you here" she threatened, and he knew she didn't make empty threats. He would end up being dragged by a very angry May.
"Alright, alright, but you owe me hugely for this"
"You're the best Ash, try to get here in like ten fifteen minutes ok? Bye" before he could change his mind she ended the call letting out an exasperated sigh, she really thought he'd hang up on her. She knew he'd grumble but she had to admit she didn't think he'd actually give in and come over.
She placed her phone down on the bed and looked down at the pokemon.
"Now we just have to wait." She stroked his head softly smiling at the small noise that came from him.
"Pikka"
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