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Escape, Discovery, And Possibilities
Leo
I ran hard, determined to escape the dreadful place from which I came. Horrible memories flashed through my vision as I nimbly dodged trees, yellow fur barely brushing brown bark.
The torture, the tests, the "special aid." All did their job, to make me far more powerful then any existing creature, but it also served the ultimate destruction of the damned hell hole that I now ran from. Though the memories brought a pain to my heart that others could never fathom, I dared not cry. The bastard's houndoom's would follow the scent of tears.
I stopped atop a small hill, overlooking the forest I had run through. Behind me, miles away, smoke curled from the destroyed laboratory. I briefly thought of the men women who would die in that blaze, also considering those among them already dead by my hands. Good riddance. I turned away from the heart-warming sight. In the opposite direction of Hell was a large city, lit by the lights of civilization. I looked to the south, my left, and let my eyes wander over the vast plains, uninhabited by all but rattata and spearow. To my right, and north, was more continuing forest, broken by roads. Above the scene, violent, black storm clouds were building, flashes of light, lightning, streaked through out the darkness.
The scene was of millions of fireflies flying in the open night air, flashing each other signals, all dancing the elegant ballet of life, unaware of their effect on the world.
I turned back to the East, to the sprawling metropolis. I had absolutely no idea what city it was, but anywhere I was going was better then where I had been. I began to run, unaware of the man that had sneaked behind me in my moment of natural appreciation, but I was determined to reach that city and no one would stop me.
Terra
I sighed as I fumbled with my door keys. It had been a long day at the Pokemon Center; I was tired and just wanted to sleep. I knew better though, and I rested my head against my front door, my earrings swinging slightly in my ears. Sighing again, I opened the door and immediately my face was attacked by a small, red fur-ball.
"Ember," I sighed, "Get off me, please." The little chimchar refused to budge. "Get-off me and we will do something, anything. As soon as you are off my face we will do whatever you want." There was a squeal of joy and suddenly my vision was restored. Ember, my best-friend and partner, was hopping from foot-to-foot in anticipation.
"Can we go running?" She asked. I unconsciously smiled at the marvel of technology. In the last five years, Silph Co. had produced a pokemon-human translator. The latest model was in the form of earrings, which I wore now. The actual technology was a small sapphire sphere, surrounding it were coils of gold and red iron, forming a fire spin. It was a beautiful setting.
"Of course, I said anything." I told Ember, who gave a jump and ran to get my shoes. I changed into work-out clothes, much more appropriate then a Nurse Joy outfit.
At the front door Ember climbed on my shoulder. I turned my head to look at her.
"Ready?" I asked. She nodded enthusiastically.
I opened the door to greet the cold night air. Ember ran beside me on our way through the silent city. We were surrounded by only my footsteps and distant cars. This was the only time that I felt at peace, with the wind rushing on soft skin, feet bouncing on hard concrete. We didn't stop until we reached the inner city garden. A large mile of green.
It was tradition for Ember and I to race through it until we reached the center, a quiet glade surrounded by dense vegetation, protecting a stagnant pond. Bouncing on my toes, I looked down on the elated pokemon.
"Ready, Ember?" She looked at me like I was stupid.
"I'm always ready. On your mark... get set... GO!" We took of quickly, choosing our mode of travel. I ignored the paths, cutting straight through the heart of the forest, moving between trees like a drifting wraith. Ember took to the tree tops, swinging between branches faster than any human could run, but I don't give up too easily. I sprinted hard, laughing in time with Ember's shouts of joy.
My mind didn't realize that I fell at first. I lay sprawled on the ground, confused as to where I was, not registering Ember swinging away quickly. I caught up with myself and knew that I had tripped over something. I crawled back where I had come from slowly, looking for what I had tripped on.
In the darkness I groped blindly, hands brushing against fur. I recoiled, not wanting to scare the poor pokemon I had most likely kicked. After I had pulled away yellow ears tipped with brown sprouted up. My head said pikachu. I stroked the ears, hoping to calm the pokemon. They twitched in response.
"Hey there, little guy," I said quietly, "Are you alright? I hope your not..." She froze. The creature had lifted its entire body from the forest floor. This was definitely NOT a pikachu. The very human, male face turned to me, and I screamed. It died away however when I looked into the eyes of the poor thing.
They say your eyes are windows into the soul, but if that was true then this creature's spirit was burning in Hell. The clear, crystal blue eyes reflected the moonlight, shining despite the pain in them. Their beauty reminded me of a painting an angel I had seen once. The eyes were crafted so perfectly that you knew they could never be on a human, yet here they were, literally staring me in face.
I nearly groaned in disappointment when the eyes shut, but ignored it when I realized the creature had passed out. Ember came swinging out of the trees, probably responding to my scream, and gasped in surprise. My nursing instincts took over then.
"Ember, grab his legs, and help me carry him to the clearing." Ember responded quickly, to shocked to protest. We carried the unconscious form carefully, avoiding things that he could possibly hit. We made the clearing in fifteen minutes and set him down carefully.
I began to check his body for injuries, unhindered by the rags that stood for his clothes. His body was covered by thin, half-inch yellow fur. It felt soft as I ran my hands along his torso. On his right side, below the ribs, a large bruise was forming, undoubtedly from my running shoes. The creature was well muscled, lean and strong. Ignoring it I rolled him on his stomach. I gasped.
Blood was matted to his back, massed around his left shoulder blade. Under the thick scab I could see a long pink scar. It looked fresh, although there was no way it was from the same wound the blood was from, but there was no other mark to be seen. In the yellow of his back were the familiar brown stripes of the pikachu species. His zig-zag tail hung limply to one side. In short he looked like an overgrown pikachu, with a human face, hands, and clothes. I rolled him back over. In haste I accidentally dropped him against the ground.
Those beautiful eyes snapped open, though no longer filled with pain, now clouded by anger. A hand snapped from the ground, clasping me around the throat. The powerful grip only left me enough space to barely breath. I glanced around in desperation. Ember had fainted from shock. She would be no help.
"Who are you? Do you work for Silph?" I was surprised by the harshness of tone, I was surprised by the command in the voice, but I was most surprised by the clear human speech ringing through the air. I wheezed when his grip tightened threateningly.
"No," I gasped, "No, I'm Terra, Terra Meldainiel." The creature released his grip, slowly lowering his hand.
"Thank you, Ms. Meldainiel. I am Leo." With that Leo fell back, collapsing into sleep. I took a deep breath, thankful for air. I stood, reflecting on what I had seen of Leo. I slowly walked over to the pond, and stared into its surface.
I saw an annoyed, overworked, dissatisfied 18 year old girl. She was only 5' 4", making her fairly short. Her dark brown hair fell loosely from her head, framing a pretty girl's face. Her translating earrings sparkled beautifully, in stark contrast to her sweaty form. She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't beautiful by any means. Overall I was displeased with her appearance.
Sighing I turned away from my reflection. I looked down at the form of Ember, debating whether or not to return her to her pokeball. During my contemplation I had a revelation. Could I catch Leo in a pokeball? It would certainly make transporting him easier. What have I got to lose?
I unclasped a spare pokeball from my belt and turned to face Leo. I casually tossed the ball at him, closing my eyes. Getting all excited over catching a pokemon was over-rated. I jumped with surprise when the pokeball gave a soft click, signifying a catch. I walked over and picked it up. Shrugging, I clipped the ball to my belt, picked up Ember in my arms, and began a slow jog home.
Isn't it fun when life throws curve-balls into your daily routine?Chapter End Notes:Chapter two will be posted soonish. I have it done on fanfics, but I think it's crap and will be rewriting it
I ran hard, determined to escape the dreadful place from which I came. Horrible memories flashed through my vision as I nimbly dodged trees, yellow fur barely brushing brown bark.
The torture, the tests, the "special aid." All did their job, to make me far more powerful then any existing creature, but it also served the ultimate destruction of the damned hell hole that I now ran from. Though the memories brought a pain to my heart that others could never fathom, I dared not cry. The bastard's houndoom's would follow the scent of tears.
I stopped atop a small hill, overlooking the forest I had run through. Behind me, miles away, smoke curled from the destroyed laboratory. I briefly thought of the men women who would die in that blaze, also considering those among them already dead by my hands. Good riddance. I turned away from the heart-warming sight. In the opposite direction of Hell was a large city, lit by the lights of civilization. I looked to the south, my left, and let my eyes wander over the vast plains, uninhabited by all but rattata and spearow. To my right, and north, was more continuing forest, broken by roads. Above the scene, violent, black storm clouds were building, flashes of light, lightning, streaked through out the darkness.
The scene was of millions of fireflies flying in the open night air, flashing each other signals, all dancing the elegant ballet of life, unaware of their effect on the world.
I turned back to the East, to the sprawling metropolis. I had absolutely no idea what city it was, but anywhere I was going was better then where I had been. I began to run, unaware of the man that had sneaked behind me in my moment of natural appreciation, but I was determined to reach that city and no one would stop me.
Terra
I sighed as I fumbled with my door keys. It had been a long day at the Pokemon Center; I was tired and just wanted to sleep. I knew better though, and I rested my head against my front door, my earrings swinging slightly in my ears. Sighing again, I opened the door and immediately my face was attacked by a small, red fur-ball.
"Ember," I sighed, "Get off me, please." The little chimchar refused to budge. "Get-off me and we will do something, anything. As soon as you are off my face we will do whatever you want." There was a squeal of joy and suddenly my vision was restored. Ember, my best-friend and partner, was hopping from foot-to-foot in anticipation.
"Can we go running?" She asked. I unconsciously smiled at the marvel of technology. In the last five years, Silph Co. had produced a pokemon-human translator. The latest model was in the form of earrings, which I wore now. The actual technology was a small sapphire sphere, surrounding it were coils of gold and red iron, forming a fire spin. It was a beautiful setting.
"Of course, I said anything." I told Ember, who gave a jump and ran to get my shoes. I changed into work-out clothes, much more appropriate then a Nurse Joy outfit.
At the front door Ember climbed on my shoulder. I turned my head to look at her.
"Ready?" I asked. She nodded enthusiastically.
I opened the door to greet the cold night air. Ember ran beside me on our way through the silent city. We were surrounded by only my footsteps and distant cars. This was the only time that I felt at peace, with the wind rushing on soft skin, feet bouncing on hard concrete. We didn't stop until we reached the inner city garden. A large mile of green.
It was tradition for Ember and I to race through it until we reached the center, a quiet glade surrounded by dense vegetation, protecting a stagnant pond. Bouncing on my toes, I looked down on the elated pokemon.
"Ready, Ember?" She looked at me like I was stupid.
"I'm always ready. On your mark... get set... GO!" We took of quickly, choosing our mode of travel. I ignored the paths, cutting straight through the heart of the forest, moving between trees like a drifting wraith. Ember took to the tree tops, swinging between branches faster than any human could run, but I don't give up too easily. I sprinted hard, laughing in time with Ember's shouts of joy.
My mind didn't realize that I fell at first. I lay sprawled on the ground, confused as to where I was, not registering Ember swinging away quickly. I caught up with myself and knew that I had tripped over something. I crawled back where I had come from slowly, looking for what I had tripped on.
In the darkness I groped blindly, hands brushing against fur. I recoiled, not wanting to scare the poor pokemon I had most likely kicked. After I had pulled away yellow ears tipped with brown sprouted up. My head said pikachu. I stroked the ears, hoping to calm the pokemon. They twitched in response.
"Hey there, little guy," I said quietly, "Are you alright? I hope your not..." She froze. The creature had lifted its entire body from the forest floor. This was definitely NOT a pikachu. The very human, male face turned to me, and I screamed. It died away however when I looked into the eyes of the poor thing.
They say your eyes are windows into the soul, but if that was true then this creature's spirit was burning in Hell. The clear, crystal blue eyes reflected the moonlight, shining despite the pain in them. Their beauty reminded me of a painting an angel I had seen once. The eyes were crafted so perfectly that you knew they could never be on a human, yet here they were, literally staring me in face.
I nearly groaned in disappointment when the eyes shut, but ignored it when I realized the creature had passed out. Ember came swinging out of the trees, probably responding to my scream, and gasped in surprise. My nursing instincts took over then.
"Ember, grab his legs, and help me carry him to the clearing." Ember responded quickly, to shocked to protest. We carried the unconscious form carefully, avoiding things that he could possibly hit. We made the clearing in fifteen minutes and set him down carefully.
I began to check his body for injuries, unhindered by the rags that stood for his clothes. His body was covered by thin, half-inch yellow fur. It felt soft as I ran my hands along his torso. On his right side, below the ribs, a large bruise was forming, undoubtedly from my running shoes. The creature was well muscled, lean and strong. Ignoring it I rolled him on his stomach. I gasped.
Blood was matted to his back, massed around his left shoulder blade. Under the thick scab I could see a long pink scar. It looked fresh, although there was no way it was from the same wound the blood was from, but there was no other mark to be seen. In the yellow of his back were the familiar brown stripes of the pikachu species. His zig-zag tail hung limply to one side. In short he looked like an overgrown pikachu, with a human face, hands, and clothes. I rolled him back over. In haste I accidentally dropped him against the ground.
Those beautiful eyes snapped open, though no longer filled with pain, now clouded by anger. A hand snapped from the ground, clasping me around the throat. The powerful grip only left me enough space to barely breath. I glanced around in desperation. Ember had fainted from shock. She would be no help.
"Who are you? Do you work for Silph?" I was surprised by the harshness of tone, I was surprised by the command in the voice, but I was most surprised by the clear human speech ringing through the air. I wheezed when his grip tightened threateningly.
"No," I gasped, "No, I'm Terra, Terra Meldainiel." The creature released his grip, slowly lowering his hand.
"Thank you, Ms. Meldainiel. I am Leo." With that Leo fell back, collapsing into sleep. I took a deep breath, thankful for air. I stood, reflecting on what I had seen of Leo. I slowly walked over to the pond, and stared into its surface.
I saw an annoyed, overworked, dissatisfied 18 year old girl. She was only 5' 4", making her fairly short. Her dark brown hair fell loosely from her head, framing a pretty girl's face. Her translating earrings sparkled beautifully, in stark contrast to her sweaty form. She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't beautiful by any means. Overall I was displeased with her appearance.
Sighing I turned away from my reflection. I looked down at the form of Ember, debating whether or not to return her to her pokeball. During my contemplation I had a revelation. Could I catch Leo in a pokeball? It would certainly make transporting him easier. What have I got to lose?
I unclasped a spare pokeball from my belt and turned to face Leo. I casually tossed the ball at him, closing my eyes. Getting all excited over catching a pokemon was over-rated. I jumped with surprise when the pokeball gave a soft click, signifying a catch. I walked over and picked it up. Shrugging, I clipped the ball to my belt, picked up Ember in my arms, and began a slow jog home.
Isn't it fun when life throws curve-balls into your daily routine?Chapter End Notes:Chapter two will be posted soonish. I have it done on fanfics, but I think it's crap and will be rewriting it