Chapter 1: War Is Not a Man Made Thing
The Lost and Found
Chapter One
War Is Not a Man Made Thing
Prologue
I made my way through some thick bushes. Being a water Pokemon, my feet were not used to the forest floor. I had several cuts and bruises from the sticks and twigs that got me, but I didn't care. All I could think about was getting back. Getting back to way my life used to be, with my trainer.
Back at home, I was my trainer's favorite Pokemon; his first captured Pokemon as well. We were soon ready to train, so he could challenge the gym leader in the next town. I used to watch when he trained his other Pokemon. I was impressed with his skills, and therefore, ready to experience them myself.
Why hadn't I trained before? Well...I was somewhat babied and was never used in battle. However, I took this as a complement.
That is where I was trying to get back. I was separated when something called a "war" broke out where my trainer lived. He sent all of his Pokemon out, and told them to head to safety. All I can remember that night was a man chasing us, naturally, I ran like hell straight into the woods.
I continued to run until I almost blacked out. I slowed down abruptly and found a small stream where I could get a drink and a quick swim. I quickly examined myself, my fur all ruffled and no longer retaining its original color; I could use a swim.
After what felt like 5 minutes, I headed to the bank and just sat and relaxed. My mind raced with all the stressful events that happened over the last week or so. I finally took he time to examine the sky; it was pitch black. I also noticed the moon was shining brilliantly, just shy of a full moon. It was probably some time after midnight.
I examined myself again; I was much cleaner; however, I knew this was pointless, since I'd end up dirty all over again. However, the thought was quickly driven out of my head as I noticed something else...something I between my legs. For some unknown reason, my member was halfway out of its sheath. Maybe, just the current of the water, I quickly thought. However, this water wasn't moving much. Suddenly, it hit me; it must have been my trainer's Bayleef, the most beautiful female I've ever seen. I became more relaxed as I thought about her.
"No!" I actually shouted aloud. I must have been very surprised since I actually gasped; I didn't want to make too much noise while I was out here all by myself.
Anyway, I immediately forced myself to stop my thoughts of Bayleef. Everyone was taught (human and Pokemon alike) that breeding between types was uncivilized and just wrong. It was all right to think about other species, as long as they were the same type.
Still, I needed some way to relax, and it's not as if I was actually mating with her. I started to slowly reach forward until--
"Hey you!" a voice broke out. Oh no, I did make too much noise. "Get outta there! What're you doin' in our stream?" I was a little confused, after all, i couldn't even see who it was, and they might not even be addressing me.
"Who me?" I stupidly called out. I realized it was a stupid question; since, I was the only one in the stream, the only stream for miles. "What the 'ell kind of a question is that!? Of cours' we're talkin' to you!"
Suddenly, I could see four dark figures approaching, them being even harder to see, considering the moon was fading behind some clouds. Two small roundish figures, followed by something with what looked a lily pad on top of its head, followed by an even larger round figure. I noticed the two small figures were not standing on legs.
"Trespassers are so dumb. They just start preaching with the whole 'all water Pokemon are brothers' crap." the large figure, who spoke earlier, said.
"Last time I checked, I am in no way related to a Buizel." the third figure said. The two small figures remained silent.
I was about to become friendly with them but was just too speechless. It was then i knew i was screwed.
Chapter One
War Is Not a Manmade Thing
Yes, I am a Buizel, and damn proud of it. The only thing I regret is not knowing who my parents were. From what the Buizel and Floatzel I grew up with told me, my father was a Floatzel who protected the "clan." My mother went with him. Luckily, I was able to be saved, but my sister unfortunately was not.
However, enough about my boring and sad life; I was in a dire situation that required quick thinking, which unfortunately, was not my forte. As the four figures stepped into some moonlight, everything fell into place. They were the stream-dwellers of the forest: Lotad, Lombre, and Ludicolo. This was obviously their stream. I was already in it, and they didn't look like they were going to be friendly anytime soon.
Suddenly, I had an idea. However, it involved me doing something I had never done before. It was now or never, I had to try, since it looked like they were about to lunge at me.
I quickly used the muscles located in my split tail and thought about a rapid spinning motion. My tail started to spin at an increasingly fast rate. It worked! My tail served as a propeller, and I quickly propelled myself downstream.
I could hear the land/water dwellers following, but they were no match for me. I soon heard their splashes fading.
I soon relaxed, although, I shouldn't have, since when I saw what I saw at the end of the stream, I realized I made a mistake. It was a colony of Lotad, Lombre and Ludicolo. I could probably sneak around since they weren't aware of me, but surely, their guards would gladly fill everyone in on the intruder.
I reached the end of the stream falling into a small pond. I went down the short waterfall, and blindly swam around in the pond, not knowing what to do next. Suddenly, my lifesaver appeared before my eyes; a small alcove was hidden under the waterfall, the perfect size for me. And besides, even if they found me, only the Lotad could possibly fit, and what could a Lotad do? I felt safe for a while and decided to relax and think about my old life.
I awoke what was probably several hours later, in the early hours of the morning. The sky was a bright pinkish-orange. It reminded me of the fruit my trainer used to eat, the one called a "peach." Then reality struck me as I realized, that was several hours lost looking for my trainer.
I swam up to the surface of the water, and looked at the rock wall. I panicked and turned around; I had forgotten I was still trapped with a bunch of angry Lotad-evolutions. Thankfully, they hadn't thought to look for me in their pond, which for some reason, looked bigger than it did last night. I guess in my panic last night, I couldn't take the time to notice the beauty of this lake.
The colony was dead silent. Nothing stirred except for the light breeze and the rustle of a loose leaf here and there. I figured I'd have to do something, and now was the best time.
I decided I would go as far away from the colony as possible and make my way to the woods in that direction. I silently swam to the bank and was actually able to see the impressiveness of these dwellings, for these Pokemon that is.
I was hypnotized by the sheer detail of the carvings (most likely of stories told by elders) on the stone and wood where these proud Pokemon lived. I became nearer and nearer to the point where I was actually feeling the smooth stone.
It must have been five minutes before I snapped out of my trance. Some Pokemon walked out of the doorway (with a small door fashioned out of leaves), a Lombre, too late, I couldn't escape now. Except one thing mystified me about this Lombre. It didn't look angry at all, in fact, the word was curious. I shamefully noticed she was a female and she noticed too, we both blushed.
She finally mustered some courage to speak, "Who are you?" I personally didn't think this was the time to answer questions from Pokemon who were trying to attack, but this Lombre didn't make me feel that way.
I actually answered pretty loudly, "I'm Buizel, no nickname, and you?"
She seemed offended by this question, "Um, my name is Lotram." she sighed quietly. I couldn't see what she was upset about.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me what you're so upset about?" At this point, the sun was fully up, and it shined brightly on her face and accented her features that made her a Lombre. The sad eyes, the frown--the frown! How could I have been so stupid? Lombre are always sad looking, at least that was what I thought. "Oh, I'm sorry," I quickly said, "You're a Lombre and you're just that way, sad."
She seemed amused by this statement because she giggled and smiled. "That's not true!" she laughed heartily, "Where ever did you hear such a thing?"
I was confused by her question, "Well...no where, it's just how I've always seen Lombre..."
"Well that's just our battle stance of course." she was still laughing, "I mean, what about you? I've never seen a Buizel and cheery smile on its face." (At this point, she noticed my gender after she said "its").
"Yeah, I guess I never thought of that." I started to weakly laugh, so she didn't think I was stupid or something. "But could you tell me why you're upset about your name?"
She abruptly stopped laughing. "Oh Lotram," she sighed again. "Well you see, in Loti, our language, it's an insulting word meaning, 'ugly' or 'putrid'" She looked downtrodden.
"Oh," I said, "I'm sorry..." I think that's what I was supposed to say.
"How come you don't have a name?" she asked, "Aren't you from around here?"
"No," I answered back, thinking about what the answer was, "I was raised by a trainer, and he didn't like nicknames so much."
"Nicknames, huh?" she playfully asked. "So tell me something Buizel, what're you doing here, so early in the morning?"
I panicked, that's why she was so nice, and she didn't know I was the trespasser. She probably thought I was just some wanderer. "Hey uh, Lotram. Did you hear about some intruder in your stream last night?"
"Oh yeah, the sacred stream. Nobody's allowed in there unless it's a special occasion."
"Did they say who or what it was?"
"No, not really, they didn't have much time..." Suddenly she realized what was going on and gasped, "Wait! You're not the trespasser, are you?"
"Well, sort of. I didn't think I was trespassing. I was just dirty and needed a bath from traveling so long."
"Traveling? Where are you headed? You seem kind of young to be out on your own." This bombardment of questions only confused me.
"Well, I'm on my way back to my trainer."
"Back!?" she gasped. "Why would you ever want to go back?" she seemed surprised.
"Well, I was happy there."
"Happy!? After he abandoned you?" she seemed to be getting angrier.
"No, no, no. He didn't abandon me; he had to let me go. There was something called a 'war' going on. It was dangerous to be there. I just want to find my trainer and make sure he's all right."
"Oh, I'm sorry," her tone got much softer and much more sympathetic, "I still don't get why you wouldn't want to live free like all wild Pokemon. But then again, I've never been captured, so I wouldn't know."
"Yeah well--wait! You aren't all upset by the fact that I was the intruder last night?" I was shocked by her reaction to me.
"No. I can see that what you did was an honest mistake. As a matter of fact, I sort of wish I was you."
I was rather taken aback. Jealous!? I thought. Why on earth should she be jealous of my situation? I've got no home, no food, and now, I'm being chased by the law.
"You'd want to be in my shoes?" Hoping the answer was yes.
"Oh yeah. I'm really the adventurous type, always wanting to live life on the edge." she quickly became sober, "But this structured life of mine prevents all of that. There are mountains on all sides, and guards protecting the exit."
"Guards?" I asked
"Oh yeah, the strongest Ludicolo in the colony."
" Well, I was planning on escaping that way." I revealed my plan.
"Well, it's a good thing I caught you. You'd surely been caught and who knows what." Suddenly a bell rang out somewhere. "Oh dear lord, no! It's time for the town to wake up!"
"Where should I go?" I wasted no time in asking.
"Quick, into my house. My sister's the only one inside." Lotram quickly grabbed my hands and walked inside.
"It was the perfect place for the species of Pokemon. It was actually a cave that widened to a large, somewhat brighter living room. It was cozy and complete with two piles of surprisingly comfortable-looking leaves, where they probably sleep. Two? It was there where I was confused.
Lotram took one final breath, relieved. She quickly made a promise to me, but mostly to herself, "Buizel, as long as I know you, I will keep you safe in this colony and see to it that you continue your search home."
I smiled, "Thanks," I thought it was the time to ask, "Why are there only two piles of leaves?"
Lotram didn't seem surprised that I could figure out what they're for, "Well, I'm the youngest daughter of the leader, he was out last night. You probably saw him."
I remembered last night; Lotram's father must have been that large Ludicolo. "Yeah I think I did. But...you don't sound like him."
"Wha' you mean talk in dis ridiculous way?" she asked, imitating her father's dialect, "You really think I'd want to talk like such a brute?"
I was taken aback at how cruelly Lotram spoke of her father. "Well, where's your sister?" I quickly thought of something, "Wait! She won't turn me in, will she?"
Lotram chuckled, "Nah, don't worry Lotadia's a pushover. I can get anything I want. It's my parents you have to worry about. They actually live in the other cave."
Suddenly a very tall (at least much taller than Lotram) and feminine-looking Lombre walked into the cave. She looked puzzled, yet angry by my appearance. She scrutinized me carefully, "Hey Lotram, who's this? This ain't no Lotad, Lombre, and he's (I blushed strangely) no Ludicolo, that's for sure. What's a Buizel doin' here?"
Lotram suddenly hardened her voice, "Lotadia this is the Buizel that dad and his friends were worrying frantically about. Turns out, he's not really a trespasser. He just wanted a bath."
"Yeah, yeah that's what they all say. Do you know how much trouble we'll be in if you have another kind of Pokemon here?"
"I know, I know," Lotram replied, "But I can't let him go out there and get killed or whatever happens."
"What's next?" Lotadia scoffed, "He's going to be screwin' ya or sometin'? I ain't carin' for your mutant Lomzels or whatever the hell happens when you do something, illegal!"
"Hey shut up Lotadia!" Lotram snapped. "I don't like him like that!" she blushed lightly as if she told a lie (this thought made me blush).
Lotadia calmed down a bit, "Okay, he can stay for 24 hours, then he's gotta go. And no bringin' him inta town eitha'
I was beginning to not like Lotadia, second by second. It was obvious that Lotram had problems with her family. I agreed with her, she didn't need this safe, sheltered life. She needed adventure, danger, and suspense. It made me wonder if we could escape together, surely, my trainer would take Lotram, but I couldn't take her away from her family, as much as she didn't like it. Lotadia walked out to do what I guess were her daily chores.
"Well, it's only 24 hours, but it's enough to get you out of here." Lotram said.
"Uh, Lotram?" I asked, "Why is it against the law to have other Pokemon in the colony?"
Lotram thought for a moment, "I don't really know," she started pacing, "All that I know is that our town elders are bitter folk. Our Pokemon started to hate others after a war broke out over--"
"A war!" I exclaimed, "So you mean Pokemon have wars too?"
"Well yeah. War isn't a manmade thing, only the word is." she became even more sober, "A war is simply a conflict between two opposing parties."
"So that's what's happening to my trainer?" I started to worry, "He's in the middle of a fight with other humans?!"
"I'm afraid so." Lotram saw how nervous I looked. "But not everyone dies in a war. I'm sure if we looked for your trainer, he'll be fine and you'll be back, to normal."
"So could you tell me who--wait, we!? What do you mean, we!? You're not telling me you're coming with me, do you?" Again, I was hoping the answer was yes, after all, Lotram was a great and caring Pokemon to talk to. But then again, Lotram had a family, however, one she hated intently.
"Well, you didn't expect me not to come with you, after I helped you, did you?" I was speechless, but I wanted to ask her about her family, but she seemed to understand me, "Oh, my family. I'm sure this isn't news to you, but, I don't like my family. I'm adventurous and need to be on my own. Not only that, but I want to experience the tough training only a trainer can give. So admit it, you wanted me to come with you all along, didn't you?"
"Well..."
"Good, it's settled then. We first need to come up with a way to escape. I wonder if the guards ever leave their post--"
"Uh Lotram, can you tell me what this war in your colony was all about?" I asked earnestly, wanting to know.
"Well, it was quite a while ago, a few years back, I was still a Lotad. Naturally, the war was between, the Seedot, Nuzleaf, and Shiftry of the forest. Those were the only main parties of course. But one leader really made the difference. The most valiant Floatzel ever alive. He fought for water types everywhere. General Furozeru his name was. I believe the main reason he was fighting was for his family."
"Lotram! That could have been my father! He fought in a war, now that I know what it is. He died, and so did my mother and sister. I was the only one who could escape."
"Wait, if you know the story, then it's probably true. I did hear one Buizel escaped."
"It's always been my dream to find out more about my family." I said excited, not minding my volume.
"But Buizel, do you realize what this means? Your father is the only outsider that our colony respects. If you're his son, then they can't hurt you! You'll be like a god!" she said.
"Really? Do you really think that'll work?" I asked, "I mean, should we really risk that?"
"Yes Buizel, I'm positive this should definitely work! But for now, we should do what Lotadia said and leave you inside; I have to go do my chores."
I watched Lotram leave the cave as I decided to explore the cave a little more. I decided to test the leaves, just a little. I started by lowering myself at the edge and then lowering my back. Wow, were these leaves comfortable.
Despite how the leaves looked, they were smooth and somewhat fluffy. I felt relaxed, my eyes just involuntarily closed. I drifted into a light sleep thinking about me and Lotram escaping, or...not? What if I couldn't ever leave? Surely, someone with so much respect is able to do whatever they feel like.
I quickly tossed that thought aside, and thought once more about me and Lotram escaping. It would be so nice, us running in the forest, to our destination. We'd rest for the night finding a comfortable clearing. We'd curl up next to each other.
I woke up suddenly, only about 10 minutes later. Why would I have, sexual dream about this Lombre. It's illegal. But then I thought, it's only illegal in the colony, not in the outside world. But still she wasn't my type (of female, that is). I decided it wouldn't be right.
Yet, she was so kind, and who really cared anyway? I've heard opposites attract. Besides, I sat up and had a strange feeling. I looked down to where the feeling was. My member was again, outside of its sheath.
Involuntarily, my hand reached out to hold it. I slowly rubbed up and down on the shaft, while thinking about Lotram... My member noticeably grew to fully erect.
I laid all the way back again, while rubbing faster and squeezing slightly. My breathing became heavier. My hand started to slip off a little as the precum lubricated my member, causing me to hold on tighter.
I gave one final moan, my member gave one final contraction and my cum shot out.
I snapped out of the euphoria. How could I have done this? Especially in someone else's home. I had to clean up before anyone got back, since, really, this was just embarrassing.
I soon concluded that my efforts would be futile since...there was nothing to clean up with, dammit!
No soon did I think was would happen if Lotadia or worse, Lotram walked in. How could I possibly explain to her how it happened? I heard something walking down through the cave. Damn! It was Lotram.
However, when she saw me and the mess, she didn't look angry, disgusted, or even surprised. On the contrary, she looked...amused..
She smiled, and seemed to understand what happened, and understood I wasn't interested in her that way. "Sometimes, our unwanted thoughts seem to get the better of us, don't they? I just wanted to check and make sure you were comfortable, but, I can see you're as comfortable as possible." She turned around with a flourish and walked out, giggling ominously.
I could clearly see that traveling with such an eccentric Pokemon was going to be, interesting.
To Be Continued...
The Lost and Found
Chapter Two
The LostChapter End Notes:Okay, what did everyone think? I have more chapters ready, but I wanted to see the general view first, before continuing the chapters
Chapter One
War Is Not a Man Made Thing
Prologue
I made my way through some thick bushes. Being a water Pokemon, my feet were not used to the forest floor. I had several cuts and bruises from the sticks and twigs that got me, but I didn't care. All I could think about was getting back. Getting back to way my life used to be, with my trainer.
Back at home, I was my trainer's favorite Pokemon; his first captured Pokemon as well. We were soon ready to train, so he could challenge the gym leader in the next town. I used to watch when he trained his other Pokemon. I was impressed with his skills, and therefore, ready to experience them myself.
Why hadn't I trained before? Well...I was somewhat babied and was never used in battle. However, I took this as a complement.
That is where I was trying to get back. I was separated when something called a "war" broke out where my trainer lived. He sent all of his Pokemon out, and told them to head to safety. All I can remember that night was a man chasing us, naturally, I ran like hell straight into the woods.
I continued to run until I almost blacked out. I slowed down abruptly and found a small stream where I could get a drink and a quick swim. I quickly examined myself, my fur all ruffled and no longer retaining its original color; I could use a swim.
After what felt like 5 minutes, I headed to the bank and just sat and relaxed. My mind raced with all the stressful events that happened over the last week or so. I finally took he time to examine the sky; it was pitch black. I also noticed the moon was shining brilliantly, just shy of a full moon. It was probably some time after midnight.
I examined myself again; I was much cleaner; however, I knew this was pointless, since I'd end up dirty all over again. However, the thought was quickly driven out of my head as I noticed something else...something I between my legs. For some unknown reason, my member was halfway out of its sheath. Maybe, just the current of the water, I quickly thought. However, this water wasn't moving much. Suddenly, it hit me; it must have been my trainer's Bayleef, the most beautiful female I've ever seen. I became more relaxed as I thought about her.
"No!" I actually shouted aloud. I must have been very surprised since I actually gasped; I didn't want to make too much noise while I was out here all by myself.
Anyway, I immediately forced myself to stop my thoughts of Bayleef. Everyone was taught (human and Pokemon alike) that breeding between types was uncivilized and just wrong. It was all right to think about other species, as long as they were the same type.
Still, I needed some way to relax, and it's not as if I was actually mating with her. I started to slowly reach forward until--
"Hey you!" a voice broke out. Oh no, I did make too much noise. "Get outta there! What're you doin' in our stream?" I was a little confused, after all, i couldn't even see who it was, and they might not even be addressing me.
"Who me?" I stupidly called out. I realized it was a stupid question; since, I was the only one in the stream, the only stream for miles. "What the 'ell kind of a question is that!? Of cours' we're talkin' to you!"
Suddenly, I could see four dark figures approaching, them being even harder to see, considering the moon was fading behind some clouds. Two small roundish figures, followed by something with what looked a lily pad on top of its head, followed by an even larger round figure. I noticed the two small figures were not standing on legs.
"Trespassers are so dumb. They just start preaching with the whole 'all water Pokemon are brothers' crap." the large figure, who spoke earlier, said.
"Last time I checked, I am in no way related to a Buizel." the third figure said. The two small figures remained silent.
I was about to become friendly with them but was just too speechless. It was then i knew i was screwed.
Chapter One
War Is Not a Manmade Thing
Yes, I am a Buizel, and damn proud of it. The only thing I regret is not knowing who my parents were. From what the Buizel and Floatzel I grew up with told me, my father was a Floatzel who protected the "clan." My mother went with him. Luckily, I was able to be saved, but my sister unfortunately was not.
However, enough about my boring and sad life; I was in a dire situation that required quick thinking, which unfortunately, was not my forte. As the four figures stepped into some moonlight, everything fell into place. They were the stream-dwellers of the forest: Lotad, Lombre, and Ludicolo. This was obviously their stream. I was already in it, and they didn't look like they were going to be friendly anytime soon.
Suddenly, I had an idea. However, it involved me doing something I had never done before. It was now or never, I had to try, since it looked like they were about to lunge at me.
I quickly used the muscles located in my split tail and thought about a rapid spinning motion. My tail started to spin at an increasingly fast rate. It worked! My tail served as a propeller, and I quickly propelled myself downstream.
I could hear the land/water dwellers following, but they were no match for me. I soon heard their splashes fading.
I soon relaxed, although, I shouldn't have, since when I saw what I saw at the end of the stream, I realized I made a mistake. It was a colony of Lotad, Lombre and Ludicolo. I could probably sneak around since they weren't aware of me, but surely, their guards would gladly fill everyone in on the intruder.
I reached the end of the stream falling into a small pond. I went down the short waterfall, and blindly swam around in the pond, not knowing what to do next. Suddenly, my lifesaver appeared before my eyes; a small alcove was hidden under the waterfall, the perfect size for me. And besides, even if they found me, only the Lotad could possibly fit, and what could a Lotad do? I felt safe for a while and decided to relax and think about my old life.
I awoke what was probably several hours later, in the early hours of the morning. The sky was a bright pinkish-orange. It reminded me of the fruit my trainer used to eat, the one called a "peach." Then reality struck me as I realized, that was several hours lost looking for my trainer.
I swam up to the surface of the water, and looked at the rock wall. I panicked and turned around; I had forgotten I was still trapped with a bunch of angry Lotad-evolutions. Thankfully, they hadn't thought to look for me in their pond, which for some reason, looked bigger than it did last night. I guess in my panic last night, I couldn't take the time to notice the beauty of this lake.
The colony was dead silent. Nothing stirred except for the light breeze and the rustle of a loose leaf here and there. I figured I'd have to do something, and now was the best time.
I decided I would go as far away from the colony as possible and make my way to the woods in that direction. I silently swam to the bank and was actually able to see the impressiveness of these dwellings, for these Pokemon that is.
I was hypnotized by the sheer detail of the carvings (most likely of stories told by elders) on the stone and wood where these proud Pokemon lived. I became nearer and nearer to the point where I was actually feeling the smooth stone.
It must have been five minutes before I snapped out of my trance. Some Pokemon walked out of the doorway (with a small door fashioned out of leaves), a Lombre, too late, I couldn't escape now. Except one thing mystified me about this Lombre. It didn't look angry at all, in fact, the word was curious. I shamefully noticed she was a female and she noticed too, we both blushed.
She finally mustered some courage to speak, "Who are you?" I personally didn't think this was the time to answer questions from Pokemon who were trying to attack, but this Lombre didn't make me feel that way.
I actually answered pretty loudly, "I'm Buizel, no nickname, and you?"
She seemed offended by this question, "Um, my name is Lotram." she sighed quietly. I couldn't see what she was upset about.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me what you're so upset about?" At this point, the sun was fully up, and it shined brightly on her face and accented her features that made her a Lombre. The sad eyes, the frown--the frown! How could I have been so stupid? Lombre are always sad looking, at least that was what I thought. "Oh, I'm sorry," I quickly said, "You're a Lombre and you're just that way, sad."
She seemed amused by this statement because she giggled and smiled. "That's not true!" she laughed heartily, "Where ever did you hear such a thing?"
I was confused by her question, "Well...no where, it's just how I've always seen Lombre..."
"Well that's just our battle stance of course." she was still laughing, "I mean, what about you? I've never seen a Buizel and cheery smile on its face." (At this point, she noticed my gender after she said "its").
"Yeah, I guess I never thought of that." I started to weakly laugh, so she didn't think I was stupid or something. "But could you tell me why you're upset about your name?"
She abruptly stopped laughing. "Oh Lotram," she sighed again. "Well you see, in Loti, our language, it's an insulting word meaning, 'ugly' or 'putrid'" She looked downtrodden.
"Oh," I said, "I'm sorry..." I think that's what I was supposed to say.
"How come you don't have a name?" she asked, "Aren't you from around here?"
"No," I answered back, thinking about what the answer was, "I was raised by a trainer, and he didn't like nicknames so much."
"Nicknames, huh?" she playfully asked. "So tell me something Buizel, what're you doing here, so early in the morning?"
I panicked, that's why she was so nice, and she didn't know I was the trespasser. She probably thought I was just some wanderer. "Hey uh, Lotram. Did you hear about some intruder in your stream last night?"
"Oh yeah, the sacred stream. Nobody's allowed in there unless it's a special occasion."
"Did they say who or what it was?"
"No, not really, they didn't have much time..." Suddenly she realized what was going on and gasped, "Wait! You're not the trespasser, are you?"
"Well, sort of. I didn't think I was trespassing. I was just dirty and needed a bath from traveling so long."
"Traveling? Where are you headed? You seem kind of young to be out on your own." This bombardment of questions only confused me.
"Well, I'm on my way back to my trainer."
"Back!?" she gasped. "Why would you ever want to go back?" she seemed surprised.
"Well, I was happy there."
"Happy!? After he abandoned you?" she seemed to be getting angrier.
"No, no, no. He didn't abandon me; he had to let me go. There was something called a 'war' going on. It was dangerous to be there. I just want to find my trainer and make sure he's all right."
"Oh, I'm sorry," her tone got much softer and much more sympathetic, "I still don't get why you wouldn't want to live free like all wild Pokemon. But then again, I've never been captured, so I wouldn't know."
"Yeah well--wait! You aren't all upset by the fact that I was the intruder last night?" I was shocked by her reaction to me.
"No. I can see that what you did was an honest mistake. As a matter of fact, I sort of wish I was you."
I was rather taken aback. Jealous!? I thought. Why on earth should she be jealous of my situation? I've got no home, no food, and now, I'm being chased by the law.
"You'd want to be in my shoes?" Hoping the answer was yes.
"Oh yeah. I'm really the adventurous type, always wanting to live life on the edge." she quickly became sober, "But this structured life of mine prevents all of that. There are mountains on all sides, and guards protecting the exit."
"Guards?" I asked
"Oh yeah, the strongest Ludicolo in the colony."
" Well, I was planning on escaping that way." I revealed my plan.
"Well, it's a good thing I caught you. You'd surely been caught and who knows what." Suddenly a bell rang out somewhere. "Oh dear lord, no! It's time for the town to wake up!"
"Where should I go?" I wasted no time in asking.
"Quick, into my house. My sister's the only one inside." Lotram quickly grabbed my hands and walked inside.
"It was the perfect place for the species of Pokemon. It was actually a cave that widened to a large, somewhat brighter living room. It was cozy and complete with two piles of surprisingly comfortable-looking leaves, where they probably sleep. Two? It was there where I was confused.
Lotram took one final breath, relieved. She quickly made a promise to me, but mostly to herself, "Buizel, as long as I know you, I will keep you safe in this colony and see to it that you continue your search home."
I smiled, "Thanks," I thought it was the time to ask, "Why are there only two piles of leaves?"
Lotram didn't seem surprised that I could figure out what they're for, "Well, I'm the youngest daughter of the leader, he was out last night. You probably saw him."
I remembered last night; Lotram's father must have been that large Ludicolo. "Yeah I think I did. But...you don't sound like him."
"Wha' you mean talk in dis ridiculous way?" she asked, imitating her father's dialect, "You really think I'd want to talk like such a brute?"
I was taken aback at how cruelly Lotram spoke of her father. "Well, where's your sister?" I quickly thought of something, "Wait! She won't turn me in, will she?"
Lotram chuckled, "Nah, don't worry Lotadia's a pushover. I can get anything I want. It's my parents you have to worry about. They actually live in the other cave."
Suddenly a very tall (at least much taller than Lotram) and feminine-looking Lombre walked into the cave. She looked puzzled, yet angry by my appearance. She scrutinized me carefully, "Hey Lotram, who's this? This ain't no Lotad, Lombre, and he's (I blushed strangely) no Ludicolo, that's for sure. What's a Buizel doin' here?"
Lotram suddenly hardened her voice, "Lotadia this is the Buizel that dad and his friends were worrying frantically about. Turns out, he's not really a trespasser. He just wanted a bath."
"Yeah, yeah that's what they all say. Do you know how much trouble we'll be in if you have another kind of Pokemon here?"
"I know, I know," Lotram replied, "But I can't let him go out there and get killed or whatever happens."
"What's next?" Lotadia scoffed, "He's going to be screwin' ya or sometin'? I ain't carin' for your mutant Lomzels or whatever the hell happens when you do something, illegal!"
"Hey shut up Lotadia!" Lotram snapped. "I don't like him like that!" she blushed lightly as if she told a lie (this thought made me blush).
Lotadia calmed down a bit, "Okay, he can stay for 24 hours, then he's gotta go. And no bringin' him inta town eitha'
I was beginning to not like Lotadia, second by second. It was obvious that Lotram had problems with her family. I agreed with her, she didn't need this safe, sheltered life. She needed adventure, danger, and suspense. It made me wonder if we could escape together, surely, my trainer would take Lotram, but I couldn't take her away from her family, as much as she didn't like it. Lotadia walked out to do what I guess were her daily chores.
"Well, it's only 24 hours, but it's enough to get you out of here." Lotram said.
"Uh, Lotram?" I asked, "Why is it against the law to have other Pokemon in the colony?"
Lotram thought for a moment, "I don't really know," she started pacing, "All that I know is that our town elders are bitter folk. Our Pokemon started to hate others after a war broke out over--"
"A war!" I exclaimed, "So you mean Pokemon have wars too?"
"Well yeah. War isn't a manmade thing, only the word is." she became even more sober, "A war is simply a conflict between two opposing parties."
"So that's what's happening to my trainer?" I started to worry, "He's in the middle of a fight with other humans?!"
"I'm afraid so." Lotram saw how nervous I looked. "But not everyone dies in a war. I'm sure if we looked for your trainer, he'll be fine and you'll be back, to normal."
"So could you tell me who--wait, we!? What do you mean, we!? You're not telling me you're coming with me, do you?" Again, I was hoping the answer was yes, after all, Lotram was a great and caring Pokemon to talk to. But then again, Lotram had a family, however, one she hated intently.
"Well, you didn't expect me not to come with you, after I helped you, did you?" I was speechless, but I wanted to ask her about her family, but she seemed to understand me, "Oh, my family. I'm sure this isn't news to you, but, I don't like my family. I'm adventurous and need to be on my own. Not only that, but I want to experience the tough training only a trainer can give. So admit it, you wanted me to come with you all along, didn't you?"
"Well..."
"Good, it's settled then. We first need to come up with a way to escape. I wonder if the guards ever leave their post--"
"Uh Lotram, can you tell me what this war in your colony was all about?" I asked earnestly, wanting to know.
"Well, it was quite a while ago, a few years back, I was still a Lotad. Naturally, the war was between, the Seedot, Nuzleaf, and Shiftry of the forest. Those were the only main parties of course. But one leader really made the difference. The most valiant Floatzel ever alive. He fought for water types everywhere. General Furozeru his name was. I believe the main reason he was fighting was for his family."
"Lotram! That could have been my father! He fought in a war, now that I know what it is. He died, and so did my mother and sister. I was the only one who could escape."
"Wait, if you know the story, then it's probably true. I did hear one Buizel escaped."
"It's always been my dream to find out more about my family." I said excited, not minding my volume.
"But Buizel, do you realize what this means? Your father is the only outsider that our colony respects. If you're his son, then they can't hurt you! You'll be like a god!" she said.
"Really? Do you really think that'll work?" I asked, "I mean, should we really risk that?"
"Yes Buizel, I'm positive this should definitely work! But for now, we should do what Lotadia said and leave you inside; I have to go do my chores."
I watched Lotram leave the cave as I decided to explore the cave a little more. I decided to test the leaves, just a little. I started by lowering myself at the edge and then lowering my back. Wow, were these leaves comfortable.
Despite how the leaves looked, they were smooth and somewhat fluffy. I felt relaxed, my eyes just involuntarily closed. I drifted into a light sleep thinking about me and Lotram escaping, or...not? What if I couldn't ever leave? Surely, someone with so much respect is able to do whatever they feel like.
I quickly tossed that thought aside, and thought once more about me and Lotram escaping. It would be so nice, us running in the forest, to our destination. We'd rest for the night finding a comfortable clearing. We'd curl up next to each other.
I woke up suddenly, only about 10 minutes later. Why would I have, sexual dream about this Lombre. It's illegal. But then I thought, it's only illegal in the colony, not in the outside world. But still she wasn't my type (of female, that is). I decided it wouldn't be right.
Yet, she was so kind, and who really cared anyway? I've heard opposites attract. Besides, I sat up and had a strange feeling. I looked down to where the feeling was. My member was again, outside of its sheath.
Involuntarily, my hand reached out to hold it. I slowly rubbed up and down on the shaft, while thinking about Lotram... My member noticeably grew to fully erect.
I laid all the way back again, while rubbing faster and squeezing slightly. My breathing became heavier. My hand started to slip off a little as the precum lubricated my member, causing me to hold on tighter.
I gave one final moan, my member gave one final contraction and my cum shot out.
I snapped out of the euphoria. How could I have done this? Especially in someone else's home. I had to clean up before anyone got back, since, really, this was just embarrassing.
I soon concluded that my efforts would be futile since...there was nothing to clean up with, dammit!
No soon did I think was would happen if Lotadia or worse, Lotram walked in. How could I possibly explain to her how it happened? I heard something walking down through the cave. Damn! It was Lotram.
However, when she saw me and the mess, she didn't look angry, disgusted, or even surprised. On the contrary, she looked...amused..
She smiled, and seemed to understand what happened, and understood I wasn't interested in her that way. "Sometimes, our unwanted thoughts seem to get the better of us, don't they? I just wanted to check and make sure you were comfortable, but, I can see you're as comfortable as possible." She turned around with a flourish and walked out, giggling ominously.
I could clearly see that traveling with such an eccentric Pokemon was going to be, interesting.
To Be Continued...
The Lost and Found
Chapter Two
The LostChapter End Notes:Okay, what did everyone think? I have more chapters ready, but I wanted to see the general view first, before continuing the chapters