Story Notes:
This story is set on EARTH. our earth, you and me earth. you get the idea.Pokemon copyrighted to nintendo, blah blah blahdy blah blah
Chapter 3
The next day was slightly less awkward for both Michael and Melody. Despite the outburst the previous evening, things had calmed down and the idea of living with a Pokémon in house seemed less unusual. Even though he still had no idea how she got here and less of an idea of how to get her back, he continued searching through mountains of info for just the slightest hint of a clue. It seemed hopeless, like a totally random act of god got her here. If it was just random, moved and acted by some unseen force, then it probably was hopeless. But there was always that little light to grasp onto and, for Melody; it was all the hope she had to return to her world. Though this world seemed strange to her, it seemed not so different from her own. It was like taking the world someone knows and loves, then replacing one thing with something else. The whole thing seems to change then, even though very little has actually changed. But Michael shook these thoughts away for the tenth time since he sat down. He couldn't help but ponder, it was his nature and so far, it had done him little good in life. A slight yelp from the kitchen made him jump a little, he still wasn't completely used to having someone else in the house. Sighing, he left his small wooden chair and the computer, walking in the direction of the sound. When he came to the kitchen he found Melody slightly cradling her hand, a small trail of blood on her fingers. It didn't take much to figure that she had cut herself while trying to prepare some fruit.
"If you're hungry, you could have just said so" Michael said, he moved her hand to find a small cut on her finger "that'll heal, just needs a band aid"
"I didn't want to bother you" she said, still slightly in pain
"You're my guest; It'd be more bothersome to me if I didn't help" Michael dabbed a small cotton bud laced with disinfectant across the wound, wiping away the blood and cleaning it at the same time. Placing the band aid across it and tapering it down. She was more relaxed with him holding her hand. She felt...safe.
"Thank you" she said. As Michael stood back up, he caught a glimpse of her eyes. Deep ruby red only being broken by a large black pupil, but he thought he saw something else. A spark? A flicker? Something was there, behind those eyes, drawing him deeper. He didn't realise how long he stared, but then again, neither did Melody. She was also transfixed on his eyes. A lighter hazel colour that seemed warm and welcoming, but grey slipped around the edges. A cold gray that barred the outside from it, but she saw past that. A sudden beeping broke their trance; they both looked away after realising what had happened.
"I...think there's some new email" Michael said awkwardly as he quickly exited the room. When he sat back down in front of the screen, he tried to busy himself to take that moment off his mind. He succeeded when he read the email title.
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re: Inter-dimensional Creature Found
Good afternoon (or whatever time you prefer)
I have taken an interest in your "finding" after reading the message you left on the forums. You talk of a creature that came from the middle of a storm. I happen to be a specialist in dimensional quantum super-theory and am therefore intrigued by your creature you have found. I would like to investigate further if it is acceptable with you. I wish to study the area the creature appeared, the nature of your testimony, the creature itself (if possible to find it or some evidence of it). If my findings are an advancement in the field of my research, I shall credit you with such findings. If not, you will be added to the growing list of prank artists and ignoramus' who find it funny to kid a man of science. If you supply me with your address, I can be at the site ASAP. You should be lucky I am at a convention this week and are in distance of your general area as described on the forums.
Doctor Bransworth Willingson, PhD
Michael's heart leapt at this, but at the same time made him anxious of how this guy would react to seeing Melody in reality. He debated about sending him the details or just ignoring the message, but in the end he gave in and replied with his address and contact information. It was the best hope so far and he couldn't set it disappear, for her sake. Though he was surprised that another email was flicked back only minute after he had replied. This one, much shorter and to the point.
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re Re: Inter-dimensional Creature Found
Excellent, I will be there by this evening.
Doctor Bransworth Willingson, PhD
Michael began to panic a bit. If it was this evening, it meant he only had a few hours or so to get everything ready. The biggest problem was figuring a way to show Melody without the guy freaking out too much. Secondly was the fact that he didn't even know this guy, what if he wasn't a real scientist but saw her anyway, he'd go to the police and they'd both be in a world of trouble. He tried to calm himself down as he paced around the living room. Calm down, rationalise everything and then decide what to do. That was his way of thinking. He sat down on the small couch and relaxed, maybe this whole thing could be over soon. If there was a way of getting Melody back home, then his life could go back to normal, the way he liked it.
"What did the message say" Melody said as he round the corner from the kitchen, holding a tray of sliced oranges and bananas. Michael said nothing for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. Melody patiently waited but felt unease in his mind.
"the message was from a guy who thinks he might be able to figure this out" Michael replied wearily, he felt her spirits rise a little as she heard this, but other emotions came through too. Nervousness, fear and...was it sorrow? This mental link was still quite confusing for Michael.
"But even if he can figure this out, it may take a while to get back" Michael said "if there is a way..." he thought, cursing that he had forgotten she could read his thoughts. Despite this statement she still remained hopeful of some new finding. Now came the problem of introducing her in a casual way.
"Melody, when he gets here this afternoon, I want you to wait in the kitchen while I talk to him" Michael said "I'll call you when you can come in" at this Melody showed a quizzical expression "Not all humans can accept something like this as easy as me, if he saw you immediately, he might be scared or too shocked to continue. In fact you're probably lucky that it was me that found you, others would have panicked and probably tried to kill you" She suddenly felt very worried about this whole matter "Don't worry about it though, I'll make sure he's prepare so he won't freak out" Michael said, allowing a more caring tone to edge his voice, calming her down a considerable amount.
"Thank you" She said, voice quieter than usual, even in Michaels head he had to strain a little to hear it." But..." Michael turned to look at her, she was nervous about whatever she was about to ask "Do you think we could go...for another walk?"
Michael thought it couldn't hurt, she accepted the boundaries of his personal life last time, and hopefully this time they could form a bit more of a connection. "Sure, where do you want to go?" he said, he didn't know it, but there was a hint of happiness in his answer
"Anywhere that's interesting, I want to go home but I still want to see a bit of this world" she said.
Michael grabbed a coat and Melody followed him from the living room. They made their way down the morning sun rise lit path, shadows playing through the trees and dancing over the rocks of the dirt road. Melody was gliding over the path, not letting the dirt tarnish the white gown she seemed to wear. Michael wasn't even sure if it was a gown, it moved like a piece of clothing but she had arrived with it, it could just be part of her body for all he knew. Actually, he didn't know anything about her past the fact that she was here and wanted to get home. Who exactly was she?
"Melody, what was your life like in Hoenn?" Michael asked
"The same as any other Pokémon in the wild. I foraged for food with others of my kind and helped look after the younger members of the group" She said
"So you just lived in the forest? No contact with any civilization?" Michael asked
"Yes, my group slept and lived in a small cave by a river; it was a good spot for food and the river we could drink from" she said "There were no trainers who came near and no pollution throughout the area, in fact you could see for miles from atop trees. It was beautiful..." her voice lowered at the last part.
"Seems like it was a good life, were there other Pokémon in the group?" Michael asked, they turned off from the dirt road and walked through the side of the wheat field. The wheat rustled in a quiet song as the wind sang along. The smell of it was refreshing to a man who had been cramped up in his home for a day and a girl who had been dropped here against her will.
"There were a few other Gardeviors, their Gallade mates and some young Ralts and Kirlias" She said "We worked to help each other and everyone was happy"
"Were you?" Michael said the question without thinking
Melody sighed as she looked away a bit "It was okay, but I wasn't very content with my own life. I didn't tell the others because It seemed selfish to be the only one who wasn't happy with the life we had. I never had anyone I could talk to, the other Gardevoirs didn't converse much except with their mates, but I had no mate and no one to share my thoughts with"
Michael was surprised how much he related to this, he shut himself away from society by choice but that was because he didn't see anyone worth taking an interest in. I guess you could say he never found his 'type' which he could connect with. Everyone seemed superficial and strange. Maybe she was the type he'd been looking for, a familiar.
They turned down a small side path slightly obscured by bush and fallen leaves, the path curved upwards, twisting and turning it continued.
"So why didn't you try to find a mate?" Michael asked, he had gotten an answer, it seemed okay to question further.
"I did, but there wasn't anyone who interested me. Unlike the rest of the Pokémon around me, I looked for something other than just a way to start a family" she said "I wanted something other than a child, a wanted a friend..."
She finished speaking as we reached the end of the path. The dirt ended and was over taken by lush grass as the ground levelled. The small grassy area was surrounded by trees; cutting off all view of the surrounding country, save on large gap at the front of the hill. A huge vista of pastures, forest and rivers could be seen though this gap, one single town was placed in the centre of it all. The wooden buildings were dull in the morning sun as people mulled around their daily activities. The morning cast a beautiful azure mist over the valley, giving the whole place a mystical look. Melody was captivated by the scene, it was like, for a brief second, she was home looking over the tree tops. She shivered as a breeze blew across the valley, visibly crossing the grass in a wave like pattern. Michael had sat down, leaning on one of the tree trunks as he admired the view himself. Melody sat down beside him as another breeze made its way across from the valley, she shivered more than she had, realising how cold it actually was this morning. Michael noticed her movements, he removed the coat he had brought and placed it over her shoulders, she blushed at this and thanked him quickly as she pulled herself further into the jacket. It was much too big for her, but she didn't mind, she could feel the left over heat from Michael on it as it rested on her shoulders. She was more surprised that he cared enough to do that. They sat in silence for a while, just enjoying the serenity of the moment, letting it calm their minds and forget about their problems. Michael soon began softly signing something; the tones were low and soft, like a piano.
"What is that song?" Melody asked, catching Michael off guard, he didn't realise he had been singing loud enough for her to hear.
"It's just a small song I like, slow and deep music" he said
"How does it go?" she asked, wanting to hear the full song, if he liked it so much then maybe she would too.
Michael stalled for a second, not knowing if his singing was good enough to emulate the song. Though he decided to just go for broke and try, there wasn't much he make sound wrong when someone's never heard the song.
"The songs' called Here Tonight, it goes like this" Michael said as he stalled for one more second, trying to prepare himself a bit more for his 'performance'
"So long, to you, my love
Don't be, afraid, to run away
I know, you'll be, okay
Just take, your time, to find
But I need you here tonight
I need you here inside
I need you here tonight
I really really need you here
tonight..."
Made up, my mind, on this
It's too late, for me, to hold you back
Maybe, too short, or dumb
Too cry, for you, but I will anyway"
Michael looked over but didn't stop as he heard another voice added to the song, Melody was singing along with him, voice matching his tones perfectly as he smiled, continuing into the chorus.
"Cause I need you here tonight
I need you here inside
I need you here tonight
I really really need you here
Tonight...."
As their voices rose, Michael realised something. He felt...happy, oh how he had forgotten how long it had been since he felt happiness. Coming back to it was near intoxicating, she was the one who brought his happiness. She was one of the few people who had made him truly smile, maybe she was the one....no, he shook those thoughts but at least he still remained happy as they continued their duet. She was a Pokémon, another species; such a thing was absurd, even in his mind. Besides, she would never return those feelings; she would be gone soon anyway when the doctor found that caused this whole thing.
They sat for a long time after this, joy was radiating off Melody who felt an equal reaction from Michael through their link. Their emotions were shared but their minds remained barred, it was the agreement they had and neither minded, but Michael still wondered what she thought of while she was here with him. Michael looked at his watch, an old faded analogue thing with a brown leather strap he had purchased at a second hand shop, even the shopkeeper made that terrible second hand shop selling a watch pun. It was around half past midday now
Michael got up "We better leave now" he said "that scientist might be arriving soon" he turned to leave but Melody grabbed hind hand
"What's wro-"Michael only got that far before he felt like he had been yanked forward by a cord around his waist. When the shock went away, he looked around to see that they were both back at the house. Melody let go of his hand.
"Teleportation?" Michael asked, it seemed the only explanation, Melody just smiled and giggled as he stumbled a few steps. Still a tiny bit disorientated. But as they walked up the stairs to the entrance, the crushing of dirt and rocks could be heard. Michael turned to see an old sedan driving up the dirt road. He quickly went inside and shut the door, he looked at Melody, who nodded and quickly shuffled into the kitchen to wait. Michael placed his coat back on the rack beside the door as he heard a knock. He steadied himself and opened the door. Standing in front of him was a man with white wild side hair, small spectacles in front of beady green eyes and a small goatee. He wore a plaid shirt and black pants along with what looked like tartan slippers. One word summed him up, eccentric
"Good afternoon, you're that Michael chap, eh?"Chapter End Notes:Remember, Hells got a VIP list of people going there for not reviewing stories, and people talking loudly on cellphone
"If you're hungry, you could have just said so" Michael said, he moved her hand to find a small cut on her finger "that'll heal, just needs a band aid"
"I didn't want to bother you" she said, still slightly in pain
"You're my guest; It'd be more bothersome to me if I didn't help" Michael dabbed a small cotton bud laced with disinfectant across the wound, wiping away the blood and cleaning it at the same time. Placing the band aid across it and tapering it down. She was more relaxed with him holding her hand. She felt...safe.
"Thank you" she said. As Michael stood back up, he caught a glimpse of her eyes. Deep ruby red only being broken by a large black pupil, but he thought he saw something else. A spark? A flicker? Something was there, behind those eyes, drawing him deeper. He didn't realise how long he stared, but then again, neither did Melody. She was also transfixed on his eyes. A lighter hazel colour that seemed warm and welcoming, but grey slipped around the edges. A cold gray that barred the outside from it, but she saw past that. A sudden beeping broke their trance; they both looked away after realising what had happened.
"I...think there's some new email" Michael said awkwardly as he quickly exited the room. When he sat back down in front of the screen, he tried to busy himself to take that moment off his mind. He succeeded when he read the email title.
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re: Inter-dimensional Creature Found
Good afternoon (or whatever time you prefer)
I have taken an interest in your "finding" after reading the message you left on the forums. You talk of a creature that came from the middle of a storm. I happen to be a specialist in dimensional quantum super-theory and am therefore intrigued by your creature you have found. I would like to investigate further if it is acceptable with you. I wish to study the area the creature appeared, the nature of your testimony, the creature itself (if possible to find it or some evidence of it). If my findings are an advancement in the field of my research, I shall credit you with such findings. If not, you will be added to the growing list of prank artists and ignoramus' who find it funny to kid a man of science. If you supply me with your address, I can be at the site ASAP. You should be lucky I am at a convention this week and are in distance of your general area as described on the forums.
Doctor Bransworth Willingson, PhD
Michael's heart leapt at this, but at the same time made him anxious of how this guy would react to seeing Melody in reality. He debated about sending him the details or just ignoring the message, but in the end he gave in and replied with his address and contact information. It was the best hope so far and he couldn't set it disappear, for her sake. Though he was surprised that another email was flicked back only minute after he had replied. This one, much shorter and to the point.
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re Re: Inter-dimensional Creature Found
Excellent, I will be there by this evening.
Doctor Bransworth Willingson, PhD
Michael began to panic a bit. If it was this evening, it meant he only had a few hours or so to get everything ready. The biggest problem was figuring a way to show Melody without the guy freaking out too much. Secondly was the fact that he didn't even know this guy, what if he wasn't a real scientist but saw her anyway, he'd go to the police and they'd both be in a world of trouble. He tried to calm himself down as he paced around the living room. Calm down, rationalise everything and then decide what to do. That was his way of thinking. He sat down on the small couch and relaxed, maybe this whole thing could be over soon. If there was a way of getting Melody back home, then his life could go back to normal, the way he liked it.
"What did the message say" Melody said as he round the corner from the kitchen, holding a tray of sliced oranges and bananas. Michael said nothing for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. Melody patiently waited but felt unease in his mind.
"the message was from a guy who thinks he might be able to figure this out" Michael replied wearily, he felt her spirits rise a little as she heard this, but other emotions came through too. Nervousness, fear and...was it sorrow? This mental link was still quite confusing for Michael.
"But even if he can figure this out, it may take a while to get back" Michael said "if there is a way..." he thought, cursing that he had forgotten she could read his thoughts. Despite this statement she still remained hopeful of some new finding. Now came the problem of introducing her in a casual way.
"Melody, when he gets here this afternoon, I want you to wait in the kitchen while I talk to him" Michael said "I'll call you when you can come in" at this Melody showed a quizzical expression "Not all humans can accept something like this as easy as me, if he saw you immediately, he might be scared or too shocked to continue. In fact you're probably lucky that it was me that found you, others would have panicked and probably tried to kill you" She suddenly felt very worried about this whole matter "Don't worry about it though, I'll make sure he's prepare so he won't freak out" Michael said, allowing a more caring tone to edge his voice, calming her down a considerable amount.
"Thank you" She said, voice quieter than usual, even in Michaels head he had to strain a little to hear it." But..." Michael turned to look at her, she was nervous about whatever she was about to ask "Do you think we could go...for another walk?"
Michael thought it couldn't hurt, she accepted the boundaries of his personal life last time, and hopefully this time they could form a bit more of a connection. "Sure, where do you want to go?" he said, he didn't know it, but there was a hint of happiness in his answer
"Anywhere that's interesting, I want to go home but I still want to see a bit of this world" she said.
Michael grabbed a coat and Melody followed him from the living room. They made their way down the morning sun rise lit path, shadows playing through the trees and dancing over the rocks of the dirt road. Melody was gliding over the path, not letting the dirt tarnish the white gown she seemed to wear. Michael wasn't even sure if it was a gown, it moved like a piece of clothing but she had arrived with it, it could just be part of her body for all he knew. Actually, he didn't know anything about her past the fact that she was here and wanted to get home. Who exactly was she?
"Melody, what was your life like in Hoenn?" Michael asked
"The same as any other Pokémon in the wild. I foraged for food with others of my kind and helped look after the younger members of the group" She said
"So you just lived in the forest? No contact with any civilization?" Michael asked
"Yes, my group slept and lived in a small cave by a river; it was a good spot for food and the river we could drink from" she said "There were no trainers who came near and no pollution throughout the area, in fact you could see for miles from atop trees. It was beautiful..." her voice lowered at the last part.
"Seems like it was a good life, were there other Pokémon in the group?" Michael asked, they turned off from the dirt road and walked through the side of the wheat field. The wheat rustled in a quiet song as the wind sang along. The smell of it was refreshing to a man who had been cramped up in his home for a day and a girl who had been dropped here against her will.
"There were a few other Gardeviors, their Gallade mates and some young Ralts and Kirlias" She said "We worked to help each other and everyone was happy"
"Were you?" Michael said the question without thinking
Melody sighed as she looked away a bit "It was okay, but I wasn't very content with my own life. I didn't tell the others because It seemed selfish to be the only one who wasn't happy with the life we had. I never had anyone I could talk to, the other Gardevoirs didn't converse much except with their mates, but I had no mate and no one to share my thoughts with"
Michael was surprised how much he related to this, he shut himself away from society by choice but that was because he didn't see anyone worth taking an interest in. I guess you could say he never found his 'type' which he could connect with. Everyone seemed superficial and strange. Maybe she was the type he'd been looking for, a familiar.
They turned down a small side path slightly obscured by bush and fallen leaves, the path curved upwards, twisting and turning it continued.
"So why didn't you try to find a mate?" Michael asked, he had gotten an answer, it seemed okay to question further.
"I did, but there wasn't anyone who interested me. Unlike the rest of the Pokémon around me, I looked for something other than just a way to start a family" she said "I wanted something other than a child, a wanted a friend..."
She finished speaking as we reached the end of the path. The dirt ended and was over taken by lush grass as the ground levelled. The small grassy area was surrounded by trees; cutting off all view of the surrounding country, save on large gap at the front of the hill. A huge vista of pastures, forest and rivers could be seen though this gap, one single town was placed in the centre of it all. The wooden buildings were dull in the morning sun as people mulled around their daily activities. The morning cast a beautiful azure mist over the valley, giving the whole place a mystical look. Melody was captivated by the scene, it was like, for a brief second, she was home looking over the tree tops. She shivered as a breeze blew across the valley, visibly crossing the grass in a wave like pattern. Michael had sat down, leaning on one of the tree trunks as he admired the view himself. Melody sat down beside him as another breeze made its way across from the valley, she shivered more than she had, realising how cold it actually was this morning. Michael noticed her movements, he removed the coat he had brought and placed it over her shoulders, she blushed at this and thanked him quickly as she pulled herself further into the jacket. It was much too big for her, but she didn't mind, she could feel the left over heat from Michael on it as it rested on her shoulders. She was more surprised that he cared enough to do that. They sat in silence for a while, just enjoying the serenity of the moment, letting it calm their minds and forget about their problems. Michael soon began softly signing something; the tones were low and soft, like a piano.
"What is that song?" Melody asked, catching Michael off guard, he didn't realise he had been singing loud enough for her to hear.
"It's just a small song I like, slow and deep music" he said
"How does it go?" she asked, wanting to hear the full song, if he liked it so much then maybe she would too.
Michael stalled for a second, not knowing if his singing was good enough to emulate the song. Though he decided to just go for broke and try, there wasn't much he make sound wrong when someone's never heard the song.
"The songs' called Here Tonight, it goes like this" Michael said as he stalled for one more second, trying to prepare himself a bit more for his 'performance'
"So long, to you, my love
Don't be, afraid, to run away
I know, you'll be, okay
Just take, your time, to find
But I need you here tonight
I need you here inside
I need you here tonight
I really really need you here
tonight..."
Made up, my mind, on this
It's too late, for me, to hold you back
Maybe, too short, or dumb
Too cry, for you, but I will anyway"
Michael looked over but didn't stop as he heard another voice added to the song, Melody was singing along with him, voice matching his tones perfectly as he smiled, continuing into the chorus.
"Cause I need you here tonight
I need you here inside
I need you here tonight
I really really need you here
Tonight...."
As their voices rose, Michael realised something. He felt...happy, oh how he had forgotten how long it had been since he felt happiness. Coming back to it was near intoxicating, she was the one who brought his happiness. She was one of the few people who had made him truly smile, maybe she was the one....no, he shook those thoughts but at least he still remained happy as they continued their duet. She was a Pokémon, another species; such a thing was absurd, even in his mind. Besides, she would never return those feelings; she would be gone soon anyway when the doctor found that caused this whole thing.
They sat for a long time after this, joy was radiating off Melody who felt an equal reaction from Michael through their link. Their emotions were shared but their minds remained barred, it was the agreement they had and neither minded, but Michael still wondered what she thought of while she was here with him. Michael looked at his watch, an old faded analogue thing with a brown leather strap he had purchased at a second hand shop, even the shopkeeper made that terrible second hand shop selling a watch pun. It was around half past midday now
Michael got up "We better leave now" he said "that scientist might be arriving soon" he turned to leave but Melody grabbed hind hand
"What's wro-"Michael only got that far before he felt like he had been yanked forward by a cord around his waist. When the shock went away, he looked around to see that they were both back at the house. Melody let go of his hand.
"Teleportation?" Michael asked, it seemed the only explanation, Melody just smiled and giggled as he stumbled a few steps. Still a tiny bit disorientated. But as they walked up the stairs to the entrance, the crushing of dirt and rocks could be heard. Michael turned to see an old sedan driving up the dirt road. He quickly went inside and shut the door, he looked at Melody, who nodded and quickly shuffled into the kitchen to wait. Michael placed his coat back on the rack beside the door as he heard a knock. He steadied himself and opened the door. Standing in front of him was a man with white wild side hair, small spectacles in front of beady green eyes and a small goatee. He wore a plaid shirt and black pants along with what looked like tartan slippers. One word summed him up, eccentric
"Good afternoon, you're that Michael chap, eh?"Chapter End Notes:Remember, Hells got a VIP list of people going there for not reviewing stories, and people talking loudly on cellphone