Here we have chapter 3!
Typing this story is really fun.
Especially when I get to play a pissed off Paul who swears alot xD
But maybe I'm getting a little too carried away with it.
Eh?
Oh, and did I forget to mention that there's a little bit of fortuneshipping in here. But it won't be permanent...Hopefully.
So yeah, please review ^.^!
Disclaimer:*
I really wish I owned Pokemon.
Chapter 3:
'Let's get this over with.'
"Ugh.." Drew rubbed the back of his head. The sky was covered with puffy, gray, clouds. He stuck his hand out in front of him, still in a daze. It began to drizzle, droplets falling gently on his hand. Cold, refreshing water on his face woke him up a bit more.
"Hey, grass-headed bastard."
"Huh-" Flinching in pain, Drew brought his hands down to his stomach. Just then, he noticed May sitting right in front of him. Her face was now clean, although he could still see a faint dark spot on her cheek where she had been burned.
"You okay?" May's bright blue eyes seemed to be peering into his soul. The chartreuse haired boy shivered before lifting up his shirt. A fairly large section of his stomach was scorched. He winced at the sight of it and pulled his shirt back down over it.
"Grass-head?" Drew heard her speak again after a few moments. Without another word, he abruptly stood up and looked around. His head was as cloudy as the sky above.
"Drew!" With slight irritation, May slapped him in the face.
"Ow, what the fuck, Maple?!" As he was about to smack her back, his breath hitched. Everything made sense now, waking up in the woods, burns, smoke in the air. That's right, he and the other passengers never made it to Kalos did they?
Then...Was he really alive right now?
Drew reached over and grabbed May's red bandana.
"Hey, give that back!" The brunette shouted at him, frantically grabbing at it. But he was far taller than her, especially since he was standing up and she was sitting down. It felt silky and smooth, despite the lightly charred parts on the front.
Soothing was what it was.
"You done flirting with each other?" He looked up to see two boys that looked about his age walking towards them with several large rocks in their arms. The one with violet hair looked at him with cold, coal black eyes. Although he had just made an attempt to tease him and May, Drew couldn't detect any sign of humor. Now it was just awkward, the way he bluntly asked that as if it were a serious question.
"Good try, Paul."
His attention turned to the other boy who just dropped a silver-gray rock onto the ground with a thud. He had inky black hair which was tucked under a red dusty cap. Drew remembered seeing him enter the plane earlier before the crash.
"If I recall correctly, you're Paul, right?" Memories of the recent events flowed back into his head. With a curt nod, Paul sat down across from him and next to May on a fallen tree. The rain was beginning to clear up and the warm sun greeted them all.
"I'm Ash Ketchum!" A hand was extended to Drew. Ash's face glowed with what he thought was excitement. How could he stay so happy in this scenario? Well, if he was going to act normally than so was Drew.
"My name is Drew Hayden. The one and only." He gave his famous hair flick, rejecting Ash's hand. Of course, he was supposed to be higher up in status than everyone else.
"The one and only bastard." May snorted, mimicking his hair flick.
"What is up with you and calling me a bastard?" Drew glared at the brunette.
"If you're a trainer, you're a trainer. If you're a coordinator, you're a coordinator. And if you're a bastard you're a bastard." She simply shrugged.
"But I'm not a bastard."
"Whatever." Rolling her eyes, May walked away from him and over to Paul.
"So, you're the leader, right? What should we do to help?"
His lavender hair swayed a little as he shook his head with a short grunt.
"Actually, Red's pretty much our 'leader'." Ash pointed to a man who looked almost like an older version of him.
"Red?" Drew followed Ash and May's eyes to the man who was currently building a campfire. Hearing his name being called, Red turned and waved at them. He stood up and walked towards the four. The way he walked couldn't go by unnoticed. It was a cool yet confident stride, very laid back while everyone else remain tense. As if he had been in and through these living conditions and challenges his entire life.
"If you could try and find water, that would be great. When the fire is built then we can simply boil the sea water, but a lake would be a more preferable campsite." May nodded and began to walk into the woods. However Ash quickly reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
"Rules are you have to travel with a partner." A goofy yet serious grin spread over his face.
"Well, you want to come with me?"
"No, I can't, I have to help Red."
"I can go with her." Drew volunteered with another hair flip.
Dawn's eyes slowly flickered open. The sunlight gleamed down from between the leaves and the branches of the tree she was propped up against. Warmth spread over the left side of her body. Whatever was next to her was soft and...pleasant.
"Lucas?" Her gaze slowly trailed over to him. First catching sight of his brilliant red scarf that shone out in the light. He looked so peaceful like that, just like he did on the plane. She sat up and looked around, the plane disaster was definitely real, no doubt. But what confused her most was the several other strangers passed out on the ground in front of her.
One was a boy with spiky auburn hair. He had a black polo shirt on with dark gray cargo pants. Dawn had to admit, he was fairly attractive, but almost too attractive to not be a two-timer. The next was a red-head, a ginger, a girl with a fiery look on her face even when she was sleeping now. Her clothes were rather flashy, a bright yellow tank top with suspenders and jean shorts. Not exactly something Dawn would wear.
There was one more on the ground, to her right. A petite girl with chestnut brown hair which fanned out around her. Dawn stared in awe at her, her hair glistened in the sunlight. She clutched a little of her own midnight blue hair. It was nothing compared to that, it's luster just couldn't match up to that.
Then there was Lucas, the boy she had met on the plane. He was real sweet, funny, and got along perfectly with her. It must have been fate that the two had met. Unconsciously, Dawn took ahold of his hand, holding it to her chest.
She froze a little.
Voices?
The light, gentle murmurs of people chatting filled her ears.
Dawn stood up, letting go of Lucas' hand. Silently as possible, she made her way over, closer and closer to the voices. Two other people, a girl with a red bandana and a boy with odd green hair walked side by side into the woods. Then there were several others, all boys, two that look alike, except for the fact that one of them was a tall man who looked like he was in his mid 30's. However the last one caught her eye.
The one with lavender hair looked the least friendly of them all. He wore a grim expression on his face and she recognized him immediately. Dawn thought back to the plane, she remembered making eye-contact with him just before the crash. The look he gave her was very sharp and interesting to her. It was like staring into nothingness. A pair of black holes that showed her now emotion whatsoever.
Even so, they were pacifying. Comforting and soothing, the one thing that pretty much saved her from a heart-attack. Although, it might have been the fact that Lucas had his arm around her the entire time. Dawn wasn't sure anymore.
"Hey there!"
She flinched, they had noticed her.
The younger boy, the one with ebony hair and the cap was waving to her. But it looked more like he was just wildly flailing his arms around. He had a real goofy grin on his face.
Dawn stepped out of the bushes, brushing off her mini-skirt. A optimistic yet gentle smile surfaced her face as she walked towards the three.
"Just in case you're wondering, no one else has woken up."
"But what about you?" Ash tilted his head to the side like a dog. Paul scowled and punched him in the arm.
Red gave a light chuckle before resuming his work on the campfire. He looked up once and motioned Ash to come over and help him. The raven haired boy waved his hand before kneeling down to help Red. That left the two of them alone to do what ever they wanted, preferably something helpful.
"So..." Dawn looked up at Paul with a blank expression on her face.
"Come help me make a weapon." Paul muttered bluntly. She simply stared at him with a slightly creeped out look on her face in response.
"We're going to need to kill something to eat. Unless you prefer starving to death." He explained with a cold, irritated tone.
"And why should I go with you?"
"Just come."
"Alone with you? No."
"Stop being so stubborn."
"Stop sounding so angry and miserable."
"If you don't come willingly, I'll have to force you." Dawn let out a defeated sigh before following him. Making weapons? Really? Violence wasn't really her thing, but she decided that she could at least help him gather supplies.
Leading her down the beach, Dawn followed him like a duckling would it's mother. Even when she pointed out a perfectly nice spot to search, he simply shook his head and continued walking. The sun seemed a lot hotter than it did before as it beat down on their backs. She was glad that she decided to leave her scarf behind at the camp.
Soon Paul finally stopped, sitting down on a large rock. He took two rocks, a maroon rock that was about the size of his hand, and a dark gray rock. The dark gray rock was almost perfect for making a small blade. It was thin, long, and the sides of it were jagged, but it had yet to be properly shaped. He was in luck.
For a couple minutes Dawn simply stood by and watched Paul slide the gray rock against the maroon rock. Each of the sides were beginning to slowly smoothen out, but it wasn't the most interesting thing in the world. Paul could obviously sense her boredom because he put his actions to a halt and looked up at her. With a sigh, he shoved the two rocks into the pockets of his black pants.
"Let's go explore or something.."
"Pardon me?"
"You're clearly bored and rules are we have to travel in pairs." He didn't even bother to wait for her, walking straight ahead into the woods. Dawn snapped out of her daze and scrambled to catch up with him. They walked through the woods with that unbearable silence that Dawn just couldn't bear. At least when she was with Lucas they were laughing and having all sorts of fun conversations.
"You...you just woke up, right?" Paul mumbled awkwardly, doing his best to strike up a conversation for her.
"Yes, how long was I out?"
"Not long."
"How long?"
"A day."
"That's not bad I guess..." The blue haired girl fiddled with her thumbs a bit. His head was looking straight forward and it was going to be difficult to get a good conversation out of him. Sighing, she continued to walk with him in silence. After about one hour of silent walking, she decided to try and break the silence herself.
"I noticed on the plane that you were giving Lucas the stink-eye. What was that about?"
She noticed that he tensed up a little. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to pester him about that for an answer. Especially since she didn't know what kind of history the two might of had. But what she didn't know was that neither Paul nor Lucas knew each other even existed until that day.
"Lucas? The weird kid with the scarf and oversized hat?" Paul almost spat his reply but luckily he managed to keep his emotions in check as usual.
"Hey, that's mean. He's not weird, he's really sweet and kind." Paul snorted when he heard her reply. He was beginning to annoy Dawn a little, but she decided not to say anything about that.
"But why were you looking at him like that?"
"'Doesn't matter."
"I'm just asking."
"Why do you care."
"Because."
"Lay off."
"No!" Dawn put her foot down. The violet haired boy turned around and gave her a bored look. She could only see the tiniest bit of confusion on his face as to why she stopped walking.
"I'm trying to have a conversation with you, but you're terrible at holding one! You're too pessimistic for me, let's just go back, I don't want to 'explore' with you anymore!"
"Well, if you want to talk with me than choose a better subject."
"Alright, than why didn't you know where you were flying to on the plane?"
"Choose again."
"Okay...What's your last name?"
"I find that personal."
"What?! You're hopeless." With her back turned to him, she stormed off in a random direction.
"Hey! If you do that you're going to get us lost!" His shout echoed through the forest as he hurried to catch up with her.
"I know what I'm doing, Paul!"
"No you don't, you troublesome girl!" Paul sprinted faster until he caught ahold of her arm. She flailed around as if he were assaulting her, letting out short, ear-splitting shrieks of anger. Flinching, he held back the urge to cover her mouth. If he did that then it would seem like he was violating her or something like that. And that was the last thing Paul wanted to have to explain to Red. Tightening his grip, Paul moved his hands around her wrists.
"Let go of me!"
"Shut up!"
"Stop-"
Dawn was cut off by a loud rustling coming from the bushes. What sounded like a huff made both freeze like deer in headlights. Whatever it was, it didn't seem to be glad to see them. They stood in silence, but that didn't stop Dawn from trying to break free a little. Although her attempts were useless as he was far stronger than her.
"There's something there." She whispered to him.
"Obviously." Paul snorted his reply. More rustling occurred and it seemed to be getting louder. Because of the trees, Paul couldn't get a good look at what the creature was. If they got eaten, he knew who to blame.
"This is all your fault." He hissed in her ear. Eyes squinting, he tried to identify whatever was in the bushes.
Just as Paul made eye-contact with it, the creature leaped at them, knocking them both off guard.
That wraps up this chapter!
I really hope you enjoyed it.
Ooh, cliffhanger, ehehe.
What could this creature be?
Will Drew and May find water?
Who do you think will be the next to awaken?
Please feel free to leave a review ^-^!
Thanks!
~Bear
