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A soft breeze rustles the green treetops, creating a calming rustling noise that reaches a sleeping Eevee's twitching ears. The short blades of grass sway with the wind, poking the furred creature's side as he slowly loses his grip on sleep.
Mumbling to himself, he raises a paw and rubs the sleep off of his eyes. With that done, he lets out a really long yawn, and slowly opens his eyes, blinking a few times as his vision comes into focus on his green surroundings.
He blinks, and blinks once again. He slowly rises into a sitting position and looks at the trees and bushes around him. His ears twitch as the wind caresses the treetops once again. He looks up at the sea of green leaves, the sun's golden rays poking through the small gaps.
"Where the hell am I?" he mumbles to himself as he scratches his neck, and freezes as he sees his paw. He blinks as he slowly moves it around, as if trying to confirm if the limb is actually his. He quickly tries to look at himself as best as he can. "What the fuck—"
Footsteps.
He feels his ears twitching to the sound. He looks over his shoulder and sees a Sandshrew walking into view, and turning its head to look at him.
The Eevee blinks. "Uh, hi there," he says with an awkward smile.
The Sandshrew starts running towards him, its claws ready to strike.
Startled, he quickly jumps to his paws and manages to dodge the ground-type's sharp swiping claws. "Whoa—Hey! What gives?!" he asks, glaring at the Sandshrew. "I'm not gonna hurt you, so calm down!"
It turns to face him and runs toward him once again.
"Shit!" He jumps out of the way again, trying his best to keep his eyes on his aggressor. "Stop that! Can you even understand me?!"
It runs toward him again.
"I'll take that as a no then," he says with a frown as he jumps out of the way. "Screw this," he says as he runs away from the Sandshrew, trees and bushes blurring by. He skids to a stop when an idea pops into his head. "...maybe this is all a dream?"
A slashing noise, and the tall bush beside him collapses to the ground, revealing a tall Scyther, looking down at him.
He gulps and scurries away. "Nope!" He dares a look and sees the Scyther pursuing him, slashing the branches in its path. "Nope nope nope!" He focuses on the path ahead of him and sees a curled up Sandshrew rolling towards him. With a startled yelp, he jumps to the side to avoid collision. He bumps on a tree hard, throwing him off-balance and he rolls on the ground until he skids to a stop.
He grits his teeth as he tries to get back up on four paws. "D-definitely not a dream..." He shakes his head and looks back, frowning. "Hopefully they're busy dealing with one ano—"
The bushes a few paces from him gets torn down, revealing his two pursuers preparing to continue the chase.
"Oh, for fuck's sake—"
Buzzing its wings, the Scyther flies toward him with great speed, the curled and rolling Sandshrew not too far behind.
The Eevee quickly runs away, cursing under his breath. His ears twitch to a very alarming sound and he quickly turns left, barely dodging the Scyther's vertical strike, its sharp scythe-like arm breaking the ground.
He continues running away—
A speedy ball of earth slams into him, knocking the air out of him as he flies through the air and skids to a stop in front of three startled Pokémon.
"Whoa!" a Cyndaquil yelps, and quickly recovers into a fighting stance.
Her two companions prepare themselves as well.
Groaning, he opens his eyes in time to see the Scyther heading towards him, its two blades ready to strike him. Ignoring his aching body screaming for rest, he quickly jumps out of the way as the Scyther slashes nothing but air, but the rolling Sandshrew tackles him just before he lands.
"Oof!"
He flies through the air once again, and crashes on a tree with a loud thud.
"What's going on here?" the Cyndaquil yells in confusion, catching the Scyther's attention. "Oh? You want a go?" she asks, fire blazing out of her back.
"Watch our backs!" the yellow Shinx yells as sparks fly around his body.
The white Vulpix nods her head as she watches her two friends battle the Scyther.
Groaning, the Eevee lets out a weak cough as he tries to get up. He slowly opens his eyes in time to see a sharp claw hitting his face, making him roll a few times until he stops on his back, fighting to hold onto his consciousness. Through his blurry vision, he glares at the Sandshrew standing before him, raising its claws up.
"F-fuck you," the Eevee hisses.
A beam of ice hits the ground-type's back, throwing it forward and tripping on the Eevee.
"Ouch..." he breathes out as soft flakes of ice land on his bleeding face, barely comforting him.
Gritting his teeth, the Shinx dashes around the Scyther and quickly tackles its back, electrocuting it in the process. All paws on its back, he jumps off of the large bug as a torrent of flames engulf the paralyzed insect, knocking it out.
"Damn wilds," the yellow Shinx says with a smirk as he stands by the fire-type. He turns to her and the two bumps their paws together. "We're awesome!"
"Got that right," the Cyndaquil says, smirking as their ice-type companion approaches them.
"What about the Eevee?" she asks.
"Probably a wild, too," the Shinx says with a shrug. "Wilds attacking one another is pretty common from what I've heard."
"Let's just make sure," the Vulpix presses as she approaches the unmoving Eevee.
The Shinx frowns at her. "We've wasted enough time already. Let's just continue before the other teams find the treasure!"
The Cyndaquil shakes her head as she walks after their ice-type friend. "I'm with Vixie on this."
"Not you, too, Cindy."
"Shino," the Cyndaquil stops and looks back at him. "We're rescuers, not treasure hunters."
As the two continue to argue, the Vulpix sits beside the Eevee, tapping his shoulder. "Hey. You okay?"
He's losing his consciousness. Maybe it's a good thing. He'll probably wake up soon. The mere thought is enough to make him smile a bit as his vision finally goes dark.
She frowns and quickly tries to carefully carry him on his back. "Guys, he's wounded pretty bad," she says as the Cyndaquil helps her place him on the ice-type's back. "We should head back and get him treated."
"Really?" the yellow Shinx asks with a frown. "Guys, really?
The Cyndaquil throws him a glare. "Yes, Shino, really. We've been walking around this floor for a while but we have not seen any signs of any anywhere!"
"It just means we didn't look hard enough!" the Shinx says as the Vulpix starts walking with the Cyndaquil in tow. He sighs, his ears drooping. "Ugh, fine." He glares at his two friends as he walks after them. "But if he turns out to be wild, you two will be paying my rent this month!"
"Shit," the Cyndaquil mutters under her breath. She turns to the Vulpix with a frown. "Here's to hoping he's wrong or else I'll be broke..."
The Vulpix frowns as she tries to ignore the thick and warm liquid trickling under her fur. "Let's just hurry."
The Cyndaquil nods. "Right. I'll take point," she says as she looks over her shoulder. "Shino, watch our rear."
The yellow Shinx smirks at her. "Heh, don't mind if I do."
"That's not what I meant, you pervert," she says with a sly smile. "Save it for later when we get back."
"Can't wait."
Sighing, the white Vulpix lowers her six tails down.
"Hey!"