Chapter 7: Pokeball Insanity

All was dark when I regained consciousness, that, or my eyes were still closed. I felt like they were open, but I couldn't be too sure on that. I also couldn't be too sure where this tremendous headache suddenly came from. And now that my mind is awake, it's sending messages that my body is indeed aching. Somehow I must have battled someone way too hard, which was good, yet the bad thing was, the headache I had was preventing me from remembering. But what was it that I couldn't remember?

Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation spreading throughout my body. It felt quite weird, yet at the same time relaxing. Then a memory of remembrance came right back into my mind and I instantly knew where I was, but I still couldn't recall how I ended up sore in the first place.

Once my headache and all the aching in my muscles went away, it was then I snapped open my closed eyes. Heh! I knew there had to be a reason to why it was so dark in the first place. Everything seemed a little lighter now, of course, that was only because the light was coming in through the cave entrance behind me. So I turned around and walked out into the fake area I ended up getting myself caught at. Everything looked the same as well. Fake trees, fake grass, fake sun, and even though the water wasn't real, I couldn't help but feel thristy to the point of drinking.

So I walked over to the lake when my stomach growled. I tsked at myself for not eating earlier. Then again, I really couldn't tell when to eat now that I belong to a trainer. Stupid pokeball schedule up messer, if that's even a real sentence. I decided to get somethign to drink at the fake lake first, since I was more parched than hungry at the moment. I walked right to the edge and lowered my muzzle into the lake, taking a few gulps of water.

O.K. So the water isn't completely fake, but I'd still prefer the real deal to this. Besides, I always enjoyed a nice breeze, which the stupid pokeball didn't have. Once I had quenched my thirst, I stared down at my reflection in the water, observing myself. I smiled as I gazed down upon my adorable reflection. How in the world did I ever end up looking this handsome?

Maybe perhaps it was my dad's genes that made me look this way. But then what about my shininess? If dad provided the looks, then perhaps mom provided the shininess, although, I never did notice anything about my mom that was different in a way of colors. Perhaps I had the whole thing switched. Perhaps my mother provided the good looks while my father provided the shininess, my mother giving birth to me, the shiny red Eevee. At least, I think I was red.

I could have been an Eevee of a completely different color. So could this mean that I tricked myself into being a red Eevee all these years? Could I have actually been a different color? Maybe I was a white Eevee this entire time and I thought myself being red. Then again, I could have been albino, or maybe even beige. Of course, I could have been a green Eevee, or maybe black, or blue, or black, or yellow. But now I knew I was being ridiculous. I have never heard such a thing as a black Eevee, or blue, or yellow, or brown, or purple. Where has my mind gone?

Creepy! I think being stuck in this stupid fake environment has started to affect my mind. I slowly lowered myself into a sitting position and stared out across the fake lake, my mind going blank. I must have sat perfectly still for quite a while, for when a single muscle twitched, I yelped, jumping high up into the air and landing in the fake lake with a splash.

I blinked as my falling slowed, the water being the cause of my slowing descent. I moved my head about, studying the bottom of the fake lake. I never really took the time to actually dive below water to see what the bottom looked like. It was an amazing sight to behold, even if it was a fake lake. The sand was so smooth and untouched. There was weird looking grass swaying ever so gently, back and forth, back and forth, almost like it was dancing.

And the fake sunlight that came through made the sand at the bottom sparkle, like there were tiny diamonds embedded within. I bet the real thing was even more amazing than what I was seeing here. I let lose some bubbles, my lungs calling for air. Using my forepaws, I swam up to the surface, breathing in the fresh fake air before I got out from the lake, shimmying the water off from my body. I felt cool, refreshed, happy, and hungry, cue the grwoling of an empty stomach.

I furrowed my eyes as to decide what to eat. There were bushes nearby, but whether they were satisfying enough to eat or not was the problem. In the long run, I decided to try it out and walked over to the bushes. Upon nearing, I saw some delicious blue berries upon the bushes. I don't know anything about berries in particular. What I did know, or at least pick up, was that some were sweet while others were sour. Then there were ones that tasted really spicy.

I leaned in close and sniffed at one of the berries. I didn't smell nothing weird about it, so I decided that it might have been a good berry to eat. Tilting my head some, I used my teeth to pull the berry off from the bush and bite down on it. Immediately my tastebuds were met by a sweet, tangy feeling. I could feel the juice running down my throat. It was delicious, yet it did not quite fill my appptite, so I continued picking berries off the bush until my hunger was satisfied.

I laughed giddily with excitement before running around in a circle, my tongue hanging out as I quickly released all the excess energy I had stored up within me. Man I must be bored. This stupid ball I was in provided no adventure, yet it quickly made me realize that me being the shiny red Eevee was a lie all these years. How could I have let myself believe I was such?

I ran back over to the cave entrance and fell, rolling onto my back and raising all four of my paws into the air. I sighed and panted heavily, the fake air trying to catch up with me. And as my breathing slowed after a few minutes, my mind began flicking to that of what had transpired within the day, at least I think it's been a day. It could be tomorrow, which was actually yesterday. Wow! I never knew I knew the word transpired, and I don't even know what that means. Imagine that!

Like I was thinking, or saying rather, I began thinking about the team I was on and the other pokemon I had met. First off, I didn't know a single thing about Laura. Perhaps this was just a one time meeting. BUt her pokemon were sure interesting, or at least Ted was. I had to admit, his claw combat style really got my adrenaline pumping. Best match ever! That, and I grinned when I recalled forming a Shadow Ball and aiming it at his crescent moon upon his forehead, which was just starting to shoot out those yellow stars when my attack made contact and detnated it. And of course, I used my attack again at close combat, when Ted went and use his punch attack, ending in a draw. Now Ted I admired as a great adversary to battle.

Then there was that weirdo Skitty who was way too hyper. Then again, I've never met many Skittys, probably because of my love of adventure. The Skitty was, like I said, or thought, or whatever, weird, yet she may have been fun to mess around with, like sidestepping her and letting her run straight into that unknown object when she looked back at Charcoal and I.

Speaking of whom, I had to say, Charcoal is very smart, probably smarter than me, which was proven when I first battled him and got myself captured my the master who is now mine. And I don't even know his name. All I know is that he's like every other trainer I've come across. Just wanting to capture pokemon and become really strong, which I have no problem with. Besides, being on a trainer's team will be more adventurous for me, travelling to places I've already been to see new stuff happening and going to new places I haven't.

But, returning to Charcoal, I still had a battle to owe to him to see just how strong I was against him. I let my guard down once, shame on me, let my guard down twice, well, we'll see in the upcoming future battle. I'll get you for this, Charcoal.

Wait, why am I thinking like this? Stupid pokeball. It's all your fault. Making me think of things I'm not supposed to. I want out, though I had to admit, if Laura were to join up with our group, it would be pretty interesting. But still, I have to break out. I'm already losing my mind. I need to get out before I lose anything else. So, I did the first thing that came to mind. I began blasting Shadow Balls all over the place, disturbing the water, burning the grass, and even marking the cave before I felt the familiar tugging sensation pulling me out from my ball.

All went dark for a minute before my clearing changed. I was back in an area full of trees, which got me quite confused before I saw my master and the girl Laura staring at me.

"Zack," my master said. "How did you get out from your pokeball?"

"Perhaps he doesn't like it," Laura said. "There are people who keep their pokemon out from their pokeballs and let them wander."

"Yeah but what if Zack runs off?" my master asked. "Someone else could go and capture him."

"Not if you don't release him," Laura said. "As long as Zack is yours, no one else can catch him."

"Oh," my master said with a sigh of relief. "That's good to know."

"And you're wanting to become a Pokemon Master," Laura grumbled. "Seriously. I keep Skitty out all the time."

It was then I noticed that the Skitty was in Laura's arms, wrapped up and looking quite happy. Hmm. Weird. Here's Laura and her team, which means that she decided to come along. Perfect! All part of my delusional plan. What the plan was, I wasn't sure. But it was nice having her with us, which meant Ted and I could break our tie-breaker in the near possible future. Stupid pokeball

"Skitty," Laura said. "Since Zack's going to be out of his pokeball for the journey, you'll have someone to play with.

"Yea!" Skitty said, zooming over to me. "I knew yous couldn't stand to stay away from me for very long. Now I have someone to talk to forever and ever and ever and ever and-"

My eye seemed to start twitching as I stared at the Skitty who woud not stop talking. Right now, I think the stupid pokeball would have been better being in than going through this. Finally, she stopped when my mastrer said, "You know, this would probably be some good exercise for Charcoal too. Come on out!"

Thank goodness. Now I didn't have to deal with the crazy Skitty alone, of course, when Charcoal popped out from his ball and saw Skitty, he just seemed to stand there, looking absolutely like he didn't want to be there in the first place. At least I had some company.

"Oh great," Charcoal said. "Now I'm going to have a headache."

The Skitty zipped on over to him, questioning him about his flame tail. The humans just stood there dumbfounded, yet seemed to be chuckling over what the Skitty was doing. I sighed silently. This was going to be one weird adventure for me. I just hoped that adventure would come sometime soon. But out of everything going on at the moment, one thing was for sure: I definitely, no longer like pokeballs.