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My Fanfic (finally done editing)
- Thread starter bluwirz
- Start date
*shrugs* I'm not them! ^_^
I just realized how close I am to finishing this and I feel very good about myself! Im so happy that I have almost completed my first fic! The best part, I actually have a few people who really like it on another site. Better get started on Chapter 7. Sooner I finish, the sooner I can start work on my newest fics!
-bluwirz;026;
I just realized how close I am to finishing this and I feel very good about myself! Im so happy that I have almost completed my first fic! The best part, I actually have a few people who really like it on another site. Better get started on Chapter 7. Sooner I finish, the sooner I can start work on my newest fics!
-bluwirz;026;
Author's Note:
Finally, after a major computer crash and a 2 week grounding, Chapter 7 is up!
Anyway, this chapter is going to decide whether or not I win a contest on a forums,
so I'm hoping it's my best chapter! ^_^
Enjoy!
-bluwirz;026;
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Chapter 7: Crimson Rain
Rain. To many, it's looked to as a burdon. They take it for granted. To others, it's an everyday thing that just never stops. But, to someone who hasn't seen the outside world in a month...it's beautiful. The heavy rain fell from the heavens, cooling the air, giving it a slightly humid feel. Even under the dense foliage of the tree, I was still getting drenched. It didn't bother me at all. In fact, I was getting cleaner.
It had been an hour or two since we escaped from the facility. The exit we took led to a small cave, making the exit hard to find. We found our way out and began trying to find a way out of the forest, and out to the nearest town. If we could find a town, we could get some help from the police, and bust the jackholes at that facility.
I stood there, thinking on how I was gonna find this town. It was gonna be hard, as we had no idea where the hell we were, or even if there was a town around here. But I didn't care. The most important thing right now was to get as far away as possible from this place.
I stood there on that branch for what seemed like forever, and just stared out at the rain drenched forest. It entranced me, making me space off into it's beauty. The real reason I was up there was to check to make sure that we weren't being followed by any guards. I was the lookout.
I had been standing there for an hour, ignoring the fact that I was soaked to the bone, and it was the middle of the night, making me cold. The icy wind wasn't helping much either. The rain had fallen, without hesitation, for hours. I was tired, and needed sleep. I yawned, and with that, I jumped down from the branch, and down to the tree's trunk, where Sparks and Mikka were laying.
Mikka had blacked out immeadiatly, but Sparks was leaning against the tree, staring at me. I looked at him for a few seconds and then asked, "What is it?"He looked over and said, "Well, what are we doing?"
"I'm not sure..." I answered, confused like him.
"Do you have any idea of what we should do?"
"Only one," I started, "We have to find a nearby town, and get help. I'm sure that they'll have police there."
"Well, where is this magic town your talking about?"
I looked at him blankly, and he instantly got the message. I desperatly wated to come across any town at this moment. I was tired, hungry, and had a mind control chip that was sending small painful electric discharges through my body every 5 minutes. I wasn't sure if the chip had broken, fried, or was just having troubles, but it was pissing me off. I needed to get it out.
I looked over at Mikka. She was curled into her shell, trying to keep warm in this chilled night weather. With all the rain dropping on her, it was a pointless attempt. I felt sorry for her and Sparks.
They don't deserve this...no one does...
I sharply turned, and saw that Sparks had fallen asleep, still in the same position as before. Me being tired, I leaned against the tree, right between Sparks and Mikka, and silently drifted off into the dark of sleep.
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My dreams now were dark, and usually contained my death flashing repeatidly before my eyes. Being shot, stabbed, or just dropping dead from starvation. Even when I was awake, theses terrible images flashed in my head, with no end at all. It was enough to make you want to end it all, but I held on. I had faith that we'd get help, and put a stop to all this.
I awoke, startled by a loud booming noise in the distance. I literally lept up from where I was sleeping, and ran up the tree like a frightened cat. When I had realized what I had done, I almost slapped myself. I was hoping that no one had seen that. I was overcome by that[/t] feeling, shot my head around, and realized that Mikka and Sparks were already up the tree, peeking their heads out of the leaves.
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, rather loudly. That's when both of them jumped on me and put their hands on my mouth. They gave a quick sshhh, and pointed into the direction of where they were poking their heads out.
Mikka whispered, "You certainly did wake up at a great time. Someone is shooting guns out there....we're afraid it might be someone from the facility." She sounded frightened. I went over and took a peek thorugh the dense leaves.
Just then, another gun shot sounded, causing me to jump in my spot. I looked further out, and thats when I saw them. The 2 guards from the facility were wandering through the forest, blindly looking for us. In their hands, large weapons (most likely the sounds from before).
They were different weapons than the ones they had had at the facility. They were black, and looked larger. The barrel protruded more outward, and the clip hung out in front of the trigger. On the top, there was what looked to be a handle, and securely placed on top of that, was a scope.
The first thought that crossed my mind was whether or not they were as deadly as the ones from before. Well, just that minute I got my answer. One of the guards signaled upward, where a lone Pidgeotto was just hovering up in the sky, enjoying the damp morning breeze. Just then, the black-haired guard shouldered his weapon, aimed high at the bird, and fired a single round. The Pidgeotto explode into a large cloud of feathers, and went spiraling down the the ground with a soft thump.
I backed up in shock of what I had just seen. "What happened?!" Sparks said running up to me. Mikka ran up to the hole and peered out. After a few seconds she came up to me and asked the same question Sparks had asked.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I'm not sure. I think they shot a Pidgeotto..." I said.
"We're lucky...it could have been us..." said Sparks, trying to raise the positives. Mikka had gotten wide-eyed.
In the distance, you could hear them laughing in triumph. It sickened me. I couldn't see how shooting a defenseless Pokemon with large weaponry could bring joy to anyone. They had no souls...no remorse...no humanity...
With that, I turned, and hopped down from the tree. I started towards the opposite direction from the guards, and after a few seconds, Mikka and Sparks followed.
We now needed a way out more than ever. They were so close by, and at any minute, they could find them. I began to sprint in the opposite direction without noticing, and never looking back. I could tell that Mikka and Sparks were have a hard time keeping up, so I slowed my pace a bit, allowing them to go ahead of me by a few feet.
After maybe 15 or 20 minutes of constant running, we stopped at a tree to catch a quick break, and try to find some food lying around. I climbed up the nearest tree and found my face beaming with joy when I saw a few apples hanging daintly on it's branches. I tore them from their place, and brought them down for us to enjoy. After finishing his apple, Sparks looked to me and asked, "So...any ideas as to where we're headed?"
"No," I started, swallowing a big chunk of apple, "but I'm sure that we have at least gotten far away from the guards."
"Pretty sure?!" Mikka asked in a shocked tone, almost choking on her food. She swallowed what she choked on, and continue her ranting, "I dont want a pretty sure! I want a definitly! I am not going to die in their hands!"
"I'll figure out where we are! Just take it easy...you're going to choke..." I said, but she began yelling at me again.
"I would much rather choke to death on an apple than have a large rifle bullet fly through my head at Mach 3! Wouldn't you!?"
I nodded in response, trying to avoid being yelled at again. She was having some very weird mood swings. When I met her, she seemed souless. While escaping, she had a joyful attutude. But now, she was biting my head off for something out of my control. I just didn't understand women...
After we finished are little break, we began looking for a town. The sky above was a swarm of clouds and moisture. The rain had dissappeared last night, leaving no more than muddy puddles, and 3 soaked Pokemon.
While in the midst of thought, I heard a sound from behind. It was the small crack of a twig. A weird shiver rode it's way down my back, but I ignored it and kept onward. After another few seconds, another snap. I stopped. Mikka asked, "What's wrong, Raik?"
Another snap sounded, then a few strange metallic clicks. At that moment, I realized what had been bothering me.
The guards!
Without any warning, I yelled, "Get Down!" I dropped down, and covered my head, just as a loud gunshot rang through the air. Something had splattered all over my back, and I had a bad feeling about it. My suspicions were confirmed when Mikka let out a loud shriek of terror.
In a flash, I got up and turned around, and faced a truely grusome sight. Mikka was staring in terror at Sparks, who now had a hole in him the size of a golf ball. Blood was pouring profusely from the hole, and all over the ground in front of him. He stood there, almost completely frozen, then he looked down at the tremendous wound, and looked back up at me with large eyes. The last thing he said was, "Ah crap," then he fell face first into the pool of his own blood, dead.
Mikka hadn't moved an inch, but I could see her eyes welling up with tears. She was spotted with blood, which I was guessing was all over my back as well. I wasn't sure how I felt. I was shocked, yet sad at the same time. I held back tears, but some had escaped me. Before I could mourn any longer, another gunshot sounded, and we both ran and took cover in a nearby tree.
We waited quietly for the guards to leave. After moments of silence, we heard the sound of footsteps nearing the area where Sparks was laying. For a moment, there was no sound, then came mild laughter. Finally, more footsteps leading away from us, and then nothing.
I sat on that branch, and slowly drifted off, as Mikka sobbed uncontrolably. There was nothing that could calm her now. Nothing I could do. Our souls had almost been completely shattered by this whole ordeal, and it wouldn't be much longer before we joined Sparks, and died in the terror of our own blood...
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Thats it until Chapter 8.....keep reading, cause its getting better! ^_^
Finally, after a major computer crash and a 2 week grounding, Chapter 7 is up!
Anyway, this chapter is going to decide whether or not I win a contest on a forums,
so I'm hoping it's my best chapter! ^_^
Enjoy!
-bluwirz;026;
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Chapter 7: Crimson Rain
Rain. To many, it's looked to as a burdon. They take it for granted. To others, it's an everyday thing that just never stops. But, to someone who hasn't seen the outside world in a month...it's beautiful. The heavy rain fell from the heavens, cooling the air, giving it a slightly humid feel. Even under the dense foliage of the tree, I was still getting drenched. It didn't bother me at all. In fact, I was getting cleaner.
It had been an hour or two since we escaped from the facility. The exit we took led to a small cave, making the exit hard to find. We found our way out and began trying to find a way out of the forest, and out to the nearest town. If we could find a town, we could get some help from the police, and bust the jackholes at that facility.
I stood there, thinking on how I was gonna find this town. It was gonna be hard, as we had no idea where the hell we were, or even if there was a town around here. But I didn't care. The most important thing right now was to get as far away as possible from this place.
I stood there on that branch for what seemed like forever, and just stared out at the rain drenched forest. It entranced me, making me space off into it's beauty. The real reason I was up there was to check to make sure that we weren't being followed by any guards. I was the lookout.
I had been standing there for an hour, ignoring the fact that I was soaked to the bone, and it was the middle of the night, making me cold. The icy wind wasn't helping much either. The rain had fallen, without hesitation, for hours. I was tired, and needed sleep. I yawned, and with that, I jumped down from the branch, and down to the tree's trunk, where Sparks and Mikka were laying.
Mikka had blacked out immeadiatly, but Sparks was leaning against the tree, staring at me. I looked at him for a few seconds and then asked, "What is it?"He looked over and said, "Well, what are we doing?"
"I'm not sure..." I answered, confused like him.
"Do you have any idea of what we should do?"
"Only one," I started, "We have to find a nearby town, and get help. I'm sure that they'll have police there."
"Well, where is this magic town your talking about?"
I looked at him blankly, and he instantly got the message. I desperatly wated to come across any town at this moment. I was tired, hungry, and had a mind control chip that was sending small painful electric discharges through my body every 5 minutes. I wasn't sure if the chip had broken, fried, or was just having troubles, but it was pissing me off. I needed to get it out.
I looked over at Mikka. She was curled into her shell, trying to keep warm in this chilled night weather. With all the rain dropping on her, it was a pointless attempt. I felt sorry for her and Sparks.
They don't deserve this...no one does...
I sharply turned, and saw that Sparks had fallen asleep, still in the same position as before. Me being tired, I leaned against the tree, right between Sparks and Mikka, and silently drifted off into the dark of sleep.
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My dreams now were dark, and usually contained my death flashing repeatidly before my eyes. Being shot, stabbed, or just dropping dead from starvation. Even when I was awake, theses terrible images flashed in my head, with no end at all. It was enough to make you want to end it all, but I held on. I had faith that we'd get help, and put a stop to all this.
I awoke, startled by a loud booming noise in the distance. I literally lept up from where I was sleeping, and ran up the tree like a frightened cat. When I had realized what I had done, I almost slapped myself. I was hoping that no one had seen that. I was overcome by that[/t] feeling, shot my head around, and realized that Mikka and Sparks were already up the tree, peeking their heads out of the leaves.
"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, rather loudly. That's when both of them jumped on me and put their hands on my mouth. They gave a quick sshhh, and pointed into the direction of where they were poking their heads out.
Mikka whispered, "You certainly did wake up at a great time. Someone is shooting guns out there....we're afraid it might be someone from the facility." She sounded frightened. I went over and took a peek thorugh the dense leaves.
Just then, another gun shot sounded, causing me to jump in my spot. I looked further out, and thats when I saw them. The 2 guards from the facility were wandering through the forest, blindly looking for us. In their hands, large weapons (most likely the sounds from before).
They were different weapons than the ones they had had at the facility. They were black, and looked larger. The barrel protruded more outward, and the clip hung out in front of the trigger. On the top, there was what looked to be a handle, and securely placed on top of that, was a scope.
The first thought that crossed my mind was whether or not they were as deadly as the ones from before. Well, just that minute I got my answer. One of the guards signaled upward, where a lone Pidgeotto was just hovering up in the sky, enjoying the damp morning breeze. Just then, the black-haired guard shouldered his weapon, aimed high at the bird, and fired a single round. The Pidgeotto explode into a large cloud of feathers, and went spiraling down the the ground with a soft thump.
I backed up in shock of what I had just seen. "What happened?!" Sparks said running up to me. Mikka ran up to the hole and peered out. After a few seconds she came up to me and asked the same question Sparks had asked.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I'm not sure. I think they shot a Pidgeotto..." I said.
"We're lucky...it could have been us..." said Sparks, trying to raise the positives. Mikka had gotten wide-eyed.
In the distance, you could hear them laughing in triumph. It sickened me. I couldn't see how shooting a defenseless Pokemon with large weaponry could bring joy to anyone. They had no souls...no remorse...no humanity...
With that, I turned, and hopped down from the tree. I started towards the opposite direction from the guards, and after a few seconds, Mikka and Sparks followed.
We now needed a way out more than ever. They were so close by, and at any minute, they could find them. I began to sprint in the opposite direction without noticing, and never looking back. I could tell that Mikka and Sparks were have a hard time keeping up, so I slowed my pace a bit, allowing them to go ahead of me by a few feet.
After maybe 15 or 20 minutes of constant running, we stopped at a tree to catch a quick break, and try to find some food lying around. I climbed up the nearest tree and found my face beaming with joy when I saw a few apples hanging daintly on it's branches. I tore them from their place, and brought them down for us to enjoy. After finishing his apple, Sparks looked to me and asked, "So...any ideas as to where we're headed?"
"No," I started, swallowing a big chunk of apple, "but I'm sure that we have at least gotten far away from the guards."
"Pretty sure?!" Mikka asked in a shocked tone, almost choking on her food. She swallowed what she choked on, and continue her ranting, "I dont want a pretty sure! I want a definitly! I am not going to die in their hands!"
"I'll figure out where we are! Just take it easy...you're going to choke..." I said, but she began yelling at me again.
"I would much rather choke to death on an apple than have a large rifle bullet fly through my head at Mach 3! Wouldn't you!?"
I nodded in response, trying to avoid being yelled at again. She was having some very weird mood swings. When I met her, she seemed souless. While escaping, she had a joyful attutude. But now, she was biting my head off for something out of my control. I just didn't understand women...
After we finished are little break, we began looking for a town. The sky above was a swarm of clouds and moisture. The rain had dissappeared last night, leaving no more than muddy puddles, and 3 soaked Pokemon.
While in the midst of thought, I heard a sound from behind. It was the small crack of a twig. A weird shiver rode it's way down my back, but I ignored it and kept onward. After another few seconds, another snap. I stopped. Mikka asked, "What's wrong, Raik?"
Another snap sounded, then a few strange metallic clicks. At that moment, I realized what had been bothering me.
The guards!
Without any warning, I yelled, "Get Down!" I dropped down, and covered my head, just as a loud gunshot rang through the air. Something had splattered all over my back, and I had a bad feeling about it. My suspicions were confirmed when Mikka let out a loud shriek of terror.
In a flash, I got up and turned around, and faced a truely grusome sight. Mikka was staring in terror at Sparks, who now had a hole in him the size of a golf ball. Blood was pouring profusely from the hole, and all over the ground in front of him. He stood there, almost completely frozen, then he looked down at the tremendous wound, and looked back up at me with large eyes. The last thing he said was, "Ah crap," then he fell face first into the pool of his own blood, dead.
Mikka hadn't moved an inch, but I could see her eyes welling up with tears. She was spotted with blood, which I was guessing was all over my back as well. I wasn't sure how I felt. I was shocked, yet sad at the same time. I held back tears, but some had escaped me. Before I could mourn any longer, another gunshot sounded, and we both ran and took cover in a nearby tree.
We waited quietly for the guards to leave. After moments of silence, we heard the sound of footsteps nearing the area where Sparks was laying. For a moment, there was no sound, then came mild laughter. Finally, more footsteps leading away from us, and then nothing.
I sat on that branch, and slowly drifted off, as Mikka sobbed uncontrolably. There was nothing that could calm her now. Nothing I could do. Our souls had almost been completely shattered by this whole ordeal, and it wouldn't be much longer before we joined Sparks, and died in the terror of our own blood...
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Thats it until Chapter 8.....keep reading, cause its getting better! ^_^
Thanx Fexible!
Author's Note:
Sorry, its been so long...I took up drawing, and it occupied lots of my time. Then, yesterday, I started listening to some songs I havent heard in a while, and I had this urge to finish this chapter. So, I hope you enjoy it! ^_^
-bluwirz;026;
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Chapter 8: Falling Bullets
Sparks death haunted over us, ruthlessly. I couldn't sleep, and being awake was just as worse as a nightmare. Mikka had been crushed. She was no more than a depressed wreck seeking any amount of happiness, and I myself could not provide the comfort or joy that she desperatly needed.
For the next couple of days, we hadn't covered much ground. We didn't feel like moving, or even trying. We had the fear of a similar death coming to us. As if to add to our problems, niether of us had seen the 2 guards around since Sparks had been shot, which meant that they could be anywhere...even watching us from afar.
Finally came the day that I attempted to convince Mikka to let go of this whole ordeal and get help. I looked over at Mikka, who was leaning against the tree trunk, sulking in deep sadness, and said, "Mikka...you have to stop sulking. I'm just as upset about this as you are, but we have to get to a town now! If you stay out here any longer, then your fate will be the same as Sparks's..."
There was a small pause, and finally, she turned to me and looked at me with large soulful eyes, and said, "I really want to...but...it's too hard..."
I put my hand on her head and said, "Yes it is, but do you want to die like Sparks...or would you like to live past tonight?"
She sniffed loudly, wiped her eyes once more, and said, "Your right...lets get going..." I nodded in agreement, and we continued in the direction we were originally headed.
For the next 2 hours, Mikka seemed to be holding up well. She might have just gotten over it, if it hadn't been for another loud gunshot ripping through the air. Once she heard that, she got the look in her eyes that told me she was close to bawling again. I attempted to comfort her with a hug, but it seemed only to create some minor help.
I was fine, but I was just as hurt as Mikka. Sparks was the only friend I had in pretty much my whole life...and then...just to see him die, 2-feet in front of me was just horrible. No one can recover from that in a short amount of time, so I just let Mikka let go on her own.
I knew, deep down, that we'd find help eventually. We would find a town, get help, and maybe a bite to eat, and a place to be safe. But, also, another voice inside said we wouldn't live long enough to be found by anyone besides the hunters.
As we continued down the path, I got a bad feeling...as if something were wrong. I looked around the area we were in. Normal looking trees were on all sides of us, and the occasional bush was leaned up against a few trees. Everything seemed...too quiet...
Remembering what happened last itme I felt disturbed by an eriee silence like this, I quickly turned to Mikka. I pulled her over by the arm and we ducked behind a tree. She pulled away and said, "What are you doing? Why do you look so tense?" I quickly shhed her, and pointed out to the far side of the path we were on.
She didnt seem to understand what I was doing, but looked anyway. When we looked, there wasnt anything there but a few leaves in the wind, but after a few seconds, there was rustling from a bush a few yards away, and then, out stepped the two hunters, rifles at the ready.
"Dammit! We were right behind them! How could you lose em that easily!?" yelled one of the hunters.
"Well, you yelling that loud isnt going to make 'em come back!" yelled the other one in reply.
They began to quarrel, as Mikka and I watched, desperatly seeking an escape route. I scanned the area, and planned out a small plan to get away.
"Okay, all we have to do is sneak quietly behind all the trees, and go west. That way, we'll get away without them knowing." I told Mikka. "Just watch out for anything loud like twigs, and dont bump into a bush..."
She nodded in response and we started moving. The hunters, now arguing about whether or not they were lost, were too ****** with each other to notice Mikka and I slip out from behind the tree and begin moving towards the next one. Slowly, we crawled tree from tree, managing to keep quiet up until our cover was blown.
Apparently, one of the hunters got really ****** and began yelling to the point where he pulled out a handgun and began flailing it around.
"Put the gun away! If you fire it, you'll scare the damned things away!" the other hunter said to him.
"Whats to scare away!? You already lost them! I might as well fire this thing all I want!" screamed the one with the gun.
And with that, he pulled the trigger, and fired in a random direction. Amazingly enough, the stray bullet flew and hit the ground directly in front of Mikka, and she gave a quick, but loud, yelp. After she did, the hunters finally looked our way, and the one with the gun said, "Hey, look! They were right there the whole time!"
Mikka and I shot each other a terrified glance and we both screamed, "Run!" as we sped off in seperate directions. I began running in a frantic fashion, not even paying attention to where I was headed. Then, I heard the gunshots of the rifles close behind, and I knew that they must see one of us. I hoped it wasnt Mikka.
I stopped at a tree, and caught my breath. I was starting to get tired, and knew I couldnt keep running forever.
Crap...so close to getting away and then the idiot fires off a round near the feet of an emotionally unstable female Squirtle...what are my chances... I thought to myself. The chances of all this happening were very unlikely. But that wasnt the point. the Point was, I knew they were close behind, but I just wasnt sure where. At any minute, they could shoot me down without me even realizing it.
Lost in thought, I snapped out of my daze once I heard a loud snap. I began darting my head in every direction, and then I saw him. The hunter was hiding behind a tree, laser aimer pointed at my head. I quickly jumped to my left, and he fired and missed. "Dammit! How could I miss him!?" he yelled as he began to chase me.
Now he wasnt sparing me anytime to rest, as he began to fire automatic rifle rounds like a crazy person in my directions. I was incredibly thankful that this guy was a bad shot cause the only thing that hit me was a couple of shots that grazed my ear and tail. I began making many sharp turns in hopes of losing him, but he always found me if he lost me. It would have been fine If I hadnt run into an unsuspected surprise around one tree, because I made anoter sharp turn and was greeted by the other hunter, who immediatly turned around, and began firing at me as well.
Great... I thought while running, ...just great! Now Im begin chased by both of them! Could this get any worse!?
Lucky for me, my luck turned around, and it got better. I began running rapidly between trees so that it was harder to track me. I knew now that only one guy was following me, and I tried to outrun him. I kept running, and then I came to a screeching halt.
The other hunter I thought I had lost had apparently gotten ahead somehow and headed me off. He was now standing, with his rifle pointed right at me, and an evil smile on his face. Not knowing what to do, I ran back the way I came from, which proved to be a dumb idea as well, seeing how the other guy following me was right there.
Now, I was stuck between both of them, guns pointed on me. Now, I was screwed. At this moment, I didnt know what to do, so I panicked and jumped on the hunter that I knew had the best shot. When I lept on him, he dropped his gun and began trying to pull me off, but I had wrapped my tail around his neck and I wasnt about to let go. I knew that the guy with the worst shot was left and now it was up to him to shoot me to get me off of him...I just had to wait for him to respond.
He didnt do anything until the hunter I was attacking yelled, "You frickin idiot! Shoot the damn thing and get it off my damn face!!" And with that, the hunter raised his gun, and began aiming, taking his time not to miss. Finally, he cocked the rifle slide, and fired. The second he cocked it, I unwrapped my tail and dropped off of the hunter, and his friend ended up shooting him directly in the throat.
The hunter grabbed his throat, made some choking sounds for a while, and fell face first into the ground, blood splatter everywhere. I stood looking at the body, and all I could say was, "Wow...I got really lucky!" And with that, I ran off. Before I did, I saw the hunter leaning over his dead partner, and strangly enough, he wasnt mourning...in fact, it seemed like he was panicking. Also, he was franticly trying to grab the weapons off the corpse.
I kept running until I reached a small clearing, where I took another break. At this point, I couldnt believe my luck. I had managed to escape twice, and got one of the hunters to kill his partner. Even with all this excitement going on, I couldn't help but think I was forgetting something.
Just then, a high-pitched scream erupted from somewhere close by, and I was instantly reminded...Mikka!
I darted in the direction of the scream, and crashed head first into something hard, causing me to fall on my face. When I looked up, I was relieved to see that it was Mikka. She looked at me with large eyes, and said, "Where have you been!? I have had this guy on my tail and he wont leave me alone! And God knows where the other guy is!"
"Dont worry, he's dead..." I assured her.
"Dead? But how is he--Look out!" she yelled.
I turned around to see the other hunter, out of breath and looking ****** and worried, aiming the rifle at me. This time, I had no chance to jump, and he fired a round directly at me.
The large bullet went right into my shoulder (which I got lucky for, cause he was aiming for my head), and sent me flying back about 3 feet, where I crashed onto the ground. The pain was incredibly unbearable, and I could feel the blood pouring out. After a few seconds, things were getting blurry and dark, and my body started to go numb. Finally, everything blacked-out, and I faded away into a deep sleep.
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lol, just 2 more chapters and Im done...
Author's Note:
Sorry, its been so long...I took up drawing, and it occupied lots of my time. Then, yesterday, I started listening to some songs I havent heard in a while, and I had this urge to finish this chapter. So, I hope you enjoy it! ^_^
-bluwirz;026;
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Chapter 8: Falling Bullets
Sparks death haunted over us, ruthlessly. I couldn't sleep, and being awake was just as worse as a nightmare. Mikka had been crushed. She was no more than a depressed wreck seeking any amount of happiness, and I myself could not provide the comfort or joy that she desperatly needed.
For the next couple of days, we hadn't covered much ground. We didn't feel like moving, or even trying. We had the fear of a similar death coming to us. As if to add to our problems, niether of us had seen the 2 guards around since Sparks had been shot, which meant that they could be anywhere...even watching us from afar.
Finally came the day that I attempted to convince Mikka to let go of this whole ordeal and get help. I looked over at Mikka, who was leaning against the tree trunk, sulking in deep sadness, and said, "Mikka...you have to stop sulking. I'm just as upset about this as you are, but we have to get to a town now! If you stay out here any longer, then your fate will be the same as Sparks's..."
There was a small pause, and finally, she turned to me and looked at me with large soulful eyes, and said, "I really want to...but...it's too hard..."
I put my hand on her head and said, "Yes it is, but do you want to die like Sparks...or would you like to live past tonight?"
She sniffed loudly, wiped her eyes once more, and said, "Your right...lets get going..." I nodded in agreement, and we continued in the direction we were originally headed.
For the next 2 hours, Mikka seemed to be holding up well. She might have just gotten over it, if it hadn't been for another loud gunshot ripping through the air. Once she heard that, she got the look in her eyes that told me she was close to bawling again. I attempted to comfort her with a hug, but it seemed only to create some minor help.
I was fine, but I was just as hurt as Mikka. Sparks was the only friend I had in pretty much my whole life...and then...just to see him die, 2-feet in front of me was just horrible. No one can recover from that in a short amount of time, so I just let Mikka let go on her own.
I knew, deep down, that we'd find help eventually. We would find a town, get help, and maybe a bite to eat, and a place to be safe. But, also, another voice inside said we wouldn't live long enough to be found by anyone besides the hunters.
As we continued down the path, I got a bad feeling...as if something were wrong. I looked around the area we were in. Normal looking trees were on all sides of us, and the occasional bush was leaned up against a few trees. Everything seemed...too quiet...
Remembering what happened last itme I felt disturbed by an eriee silence like this, I quickly turned to Mikka. I pulled her over by the arm and we ducked behind a tree. She pulled away and said, "What are you doing? Why do you look so tense?" I quickly shhed her, and pointed out to the far side of the path we were on.
She didnt seem to understand what I was doing, but looked anyway. When we looked, there wasnt anything there but a few leaves in the wind, but after a few seconds, there was rustling from a bush a few yards away, and then, out stepped the two hunters, rifles at the ready.
"Dammit! We were right behind them! How could you lose em that easily!?" yelled one of the hunters.
"Well, you yelling that loud isnt going to make 'em come back!" yelled the other one in reply.
They began to quarrel, as Mikka and I watched, desperatly seeking an escape route. I scanned the area, and planned out a small plan to get away.
"Okay, all we have to do is sneak quietly behind all the trees, and go west. That way, we'll get away without them knowing." I told Mikka. "Just watch out for anything loud like twigs, and dont bump into a bush..."
She nodded in response and we started moving. The hunters, now arguing about whether or not they were lost, were too ****** with each other to notice Mikka and I slip out from behind the tree and begin moving towards the next one. Slowly, we crawled tree from tree, managing to keep quiet up until our cover was blown.
Apparently, one of the hunters got really ****** and began yelling to the point where he pulled out a handgun and began flailing it around.
"Put the gun away! If you fire it, you'll scare the damned things away!" the other hunter said to him.
"Whats to scare away!? You already lost them! I might as well fire this thing all I want!" screamed the one with the gun.
And with that, he pulled the trigger, and fired in a random direction. Amazingly enough, the stray bullet flew and hit the ground directly in front of Mikka, and she gave a quick, but loud, yelp. After she did, the hunters finally looked our way, and the one with the gun said, "Hey, look! They were right there the whole time!"
Mikka and I shot each other a terrified glance and we both screamed, "Run!" as we sped off in seperate directions. I began running in a frantic fashion, not even paying attention to where I was headed. Then, I heard the gunshots of the rifles close behind, and I knew that they must see one of us. I hoped it wasnt Mikka.
I stopped at a tree, and caught my breath. I was starting to get tired, and knew I couldnt keep running forever.
Crap...so close to getting away and then the idiot fires off a round near the feet of an emotionally unstable female Squirtle...what are my chances... I thought to myself. The chances of all this happening were very unlikely. But that wasnt the point. the Point was, I knew they were close behind, but I just wasnt sure where. At any minute, they could shoot me down without me even realizing it.
Lost in thought, I snapped out of my daze once I heard a loud snap. I began darting my head in every direction, and then I saw him. The hunter was hiding behind a tree, laser aimer pointed at my head. I quickly jumped to my left, and he fired and missed. "Dammit! How could I miss him!?" he yelled as he began to chase me.
Now he wasnt sparing me anytime to rest, as he began to fire automatic rifle rounds like a crazy person in my directions. I was incredibly thankful that this guy was a bad shot cause the only thing that hit me was a couple of shots that grazed my ear and tail. I began making many sharp turns in hopes of losing him, but he always found me if he lost me. It would have been fine If I hadnt run into an unsuspected surprise around one tree, because I made anoter sharp turn and was greeted by the other hunter, who immediatly turned around, and began firing at me as well.
Great... I thought while running, ...just great! Now Im begin chased by both of them! Could this get any worse!?
Lucky for me, my luck turned around, and it got better. I began running rapidly between trees so that it was harder to track me. I knew now that only one guy was following me, and I tried to outrun him. I kept running, and then I came to a screeching halt.
The other hunter I thought I had lost had apparently gotten ahead somehow and headed me off. He was now standing, with his rifle pointed right at me, and an evil smile on his face. Not knowing what to do, I ran back the way I came from, which proved to be a dumb idea as well, seeing how the other guy following me was right there.
Now, I was stuck between both of them, guns pointed on me. Now, I was screwed. At this moment, I didnt know what to do, so I panicked and jumped on the hunter that I knew had the best shot. When I lept on him, he dropped his gun and began trying to pull me off, but I had wrapped my tail around his neck and I wasnt about to let go. I knew that the guy with the worst shot was left and now it was up to him to shoot me to get me off of him...I just had to wait for him to respond.
He didnt do anything until the hunter I was attacking yelled, "You frickin idiot! Shoot the damn thing and get it off my damn face!!" And with that, the hunter raised his gun, and began aiming, taking his time not to miss. Finally, he cocked the rifle slide, and fired. The second he cocked it, I unwrapped my tail and dropped off of the hunter, and his friend ended up shooting him directly in the throat.
The hunter grabbed his throat, made some choking sounds for a while, and fell face first into the ground, blood splatter everywhere. I stood looking at the body, and all I could say was, "Wow...I got really lucky!" And with that, I ran off. Before I did, I saw the hunter leaning over his dead partner, and strangly enough, he wasnt mourning...in fact, it seemed like he was panicking. Also, he was franticly trying to grab the weapons off the corpse.
I kept running until I reached a small clearing, where I took another break. At this point, I couldnt believe my luck. I had managed to escape twice, and got one of the hunters to kill his partner. Even with all this excitement going on, I couldn't help but think I was forgetting something.
Just then, a high-pitched scream erupted from somewhere close by, and I was instantly reminded...Mikka!
I darted in the direction of the scream, and crashed head first into something hard, causing me to fall on my face. When I looked up, I was relieved to see that it was Mikka. She looked at me with large eyes, and said, "Where have you been!? I have had this guy on my tail and he wont leave me alone! And God knows where the other guy is!"
"Dont worry, he's dead..." I assured her.
"Dead? But how is he--Look out!" she yelled.
I turned around to see the other hunter, out of breath and looking ****** and worried, aiming the rifle at me. This time, I had no chance to jump, and he fired a round directly at me.
The large bullet went right into my shoulder (which I got lucky for, cause he was aiming for my head), and sent me flying back about 3 feet, where I crashed onto the ground. The pain was incredibly unbearable, and I could feel the blood pouring out. After a few seconds, things were getting blurry and dark, and my body started to go numb. Finally, everything blacked-out, and I faded away into a deep sleep.
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lol, just 2 more chapters and Im done...
Author's Note:
well, its not a long chapter but it works. Im almost done now, so I hope to complete it next week! Enjoy!
-bluwirz;026;
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Chapter 9: Sanctuary
Everything was dark. Pitch black. I looked around...and I could clearly see myself! I was having an out of body experience! The only thing that remained visible besides me, was a small light emitting itself from the far end of the darkness. The moment I recognized it, I knew what was going on.
Oh crap! Please tell me that Im not dead! Oh god no! I screamed in my head. Dying was not what I wanted to gain from this. All that work will have been nothing but a waste of time. I tried to escape the light, but as I ran farther from it, it seemed to just get closer and closer, until it completely surrounded me. Finally, my eyes shot open and I was greeted to a shocking sight.
I was staring at the tops of trees, and the cloudy gray sky. Pain surged throughout my entire body, mostly around my shoulder. I sat up, which created more pain in my body. I looked around, and gave a weak smile. I'm...alive! I thought, somewhat happy.
Then, I realized something that hit me as hard as a large rock. Mikka! I frantically looked in every direction, but found nothing but my own blood spilled everywhere. I was both happy and worried. I was happy that she wasnt lying dead in front of me, but I was worried that she could be in serious trouble. I tried not to think of what could have happened.
Then, I looked at my thrashed body in dismay. Besides the messy fur from before, I now had a hole in my shoulder which was slowly bleeding, and ached with pain every second I moved. I began trying to stand up, and after many tries and lots of pain, I finally got to my feet.
I was very dizzy, and was slowly losing balance as I tried to walk. I grabbed my shoulder as it pulsed with pain, and began to walk in the direction I was originally headed.
I could tell that losing all this blood was affecting me cause my vision was getting blurry and I was constantly losing balance, almost tripping over my own feet. I would have to slap myself to bring my vision back to normal, and mixed with the pain I was already feeling, it made a bad combination.
I wearily dragged myself down the pathway until I caught sight of a small pond near some bushes. I limped over and stared into the water. I looked like a mess. I wanted to collapse right there and hope for hte best, but I wasnt the type to just quite like that, so I just took a few sips of the water, and then tred to clean myself up a bit.
But as I bent my head down to wash my face, something hard brutally slammed into the back of my head, sending me right into the water's edge face-first. I felt a small cracking in my head, and I believed that I might of actually cracked my skull. Now feeling really dizzy, I turned around, only to be greeted by the last thing I wanted at this moment. The hunter.
He looked at me with an angry expression, and said, "Get up!" in a commanding voice. "Im surprised you're still alive after that shot, but I'll fix that now..." he said as he aimed that gun at me again.
At this point, something had snapped in me, because at that moment, I lept on him, and began viciously shocking him, causing him to yell out loud. I enjoyed seeing him suffer. It made me pleased to know this *** was getting what he deserved. Finally, I wrapped my tail around his neck, just like I did to his partner, only this time, I kept tightening it, squeezing the breath right out of him as he frantically tried to pull me off. I kept squeezing until he stopped moving completely, and collapsed, dead and no longer a threat to me.
With him finally dead, I gave a quick chuckle, and walked off, leaving the body where it dropped. What confused me was, I had just killed someone myself, and I felt nothing towards him. No sorrow. No sypathy. No hate. Just...pleasure, and happiness.
As I continued down the path, my vision started to get really blurry again, only, slapping myself did nothing to help. I felt worried that I might have worn myself out completely with that kill, and I might pass out again. I was feeling weak in my legs, and couldnt stand up much longer. Thats when I heard it.
"-okay, keep looking. Hey! Have you checked the bushes over there? Well, check them! We need to find these missing Pokemon! The trainers are starting to get really impatient, and more just keep disappearing everyday." said a faint voice. I thought for a while, and realized who they are instantly.
A Search and Rescue Team?! I thought with high hopes. I used all my energy to run towards the sound, and find out who was making it. My running brought me to a bush, where I could hear the talking from the other side. I peered through and got a good look at where the talking came from.
On the other side of the bush, there was a bunch of people dressed up in uniforms, which looked resembled a police outfit. The voice I heard earlier came from a female police officer, who looked as if she was the leader in this search party.
"Okay, so whats our status Rick?" the lady officer asked one of the officers.
"Well, there doesnt seem to be anything out here...the kidnappers probably left the country..." the officer named Rick said, dissapointed.
"Damn...well, theres no use trying to find something that isnt here anymore...tell everyone to pack up. We'll go deeper into the forest tomorrow," she said.
At that moment, I knew I had no time left if I wanted them to see me, but before I could walk out in the open, my legs finally gave out, and I collapsed, and landed on my back. Everything was starting to blur and fade away. I could hear them leaving, and I only had one option left.
With the last bit of energy keeping me awake, I sent a large Thunderolt into the air, which created lots of noise, and a bright light, causing them to run in my direction, looking for the source.
As I blacked out, I could see them all rushing over me, and yelling orders.
"Oh dear god! Hurry! Get the medical team!" the lady yelled. "His wounds are very serious!"
As they began to pick me up and carry me somewhere, I slowly passed out in the arms of one of the officers, and everything faded into a black abyss for one more time.
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Okay, I got one chapter left!
Im almost done with this thing!
well, its not a long chapter but it works. Im almost done now, so I hope to complete it next week!
Enjoy!-bluwirz;026;
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Chapter 9: Sanctuary
Everything was dark. Pitch black. I looked around...and I could clearly see myself! I was having an out of body experience! The only thing that remained visible besides me, was a small light emitting itself from the far end of the darkness. The moment I recognized it, I knew what was going on.
Oh crap! Please tell me that Im not dead! Oh god no! I screamed in my head. Dying was not what I wanted to gain from this. All that work will have been nothing but a waste of time. I tried to escape the light, but as I ran farther from it, it seemed to just get closer and closer, until it completely surrounded me. Finally, my eyes shot open and I was greeted to a shocking sight.
I was staring at the tops of trees, and the cloudy gray sky. Pain surged throughout my entire body, mostly around my shoulder. I sat up, which created more pain in my body. I looked around, and gave a weak smile. I'm...alive! I thought, somewhat happy.
Then, I realized something that hit me as hard as a large rock. Mikka! I frantically looked in every direction, but found nothing but my own blood spilled everywhere. I was both happy and worried. I was happy that she wasnt lying dead in front of me, but I was worried that she could be in serious trouble. I tried not to think of what could have happened.
Then, I looked at my thrashed body in dismay. Besides the messy fur from before, I now had a hole in my shoulder which was slowly bleeding, and ached with pain every second I moved. I began trying to stand up, and after many tries and lots of pain, I finally got to my feet.
I was very dizzy, and was slowly losing balance as I tried to walk. I grabbed my shoulder as it pulsed with pain, and began to walk in the direction I was originally headed.
I could tell that losing all this blood was affecting me cause my vision was getting blurry and I was constantly losing balance, almost tripping over my own feet. I would have to slap myself to bring my vision back to normal, and mixed with the pain I was already feeling, it made a bad combination.
I wearily dragged myself down the pathway until I caught sight of a small pond near some bushes. I limped over and stared into the water. I looked like a mess. I wanted to collapse right there and hope for hte best, but I wasnt the type to just quite like that, so I just took a few sips of the water, and then tred to clean myself up a bit.
But as I bent my head down to wash my face, something hard brutally slammed into the back of my head, sending me right into the water's edge face-first. I felt a small cracking in my head, and I believed that I might of actually cracked my skull. Now feeling really dizzy, I turned around, only to be greeted by the last thing I wanted at this moment. The hunter.
He looked at me with an angry expression, and said, "Get up!" in a commanding voice. "Im surprised you're still alive after that shot, but I'll fix that now..." he said as he aimed that gun at me again.
At this point, something had snapped in me, because at that moment, I lept on him, and began viciously shocking him, causing him to yell out loud. I enjoyed seeing him suffer. It made me pleased to know this *** was getting what he deserved. Finally, I wrapped my tail around his neck, just like I did to his partner, only this time, I kept tightening it, squeezing the breath right out of him as he frantically tried to pull me off. I kept squeezing until he stopped moving completely, and collapsed, dead and no longer a threat to me.
With him finally dead, I gave a quick chuckle, and walked off, leaving the body where it dropped. What confused me was, I had just killed someone myself, and I felt nothing towards him. No sorrow. No sypathy. No hate. Just...pleasure, and happiness.
As I continued down the path, my vision started to get really blurry again, only, slapping myself did nothing to help. I felt worried that I might have worn myself out completely with that kill, and I might pass out again. I was feeling weak in my legs, and couldnt stand up much longer. Thats when I heard it.
"-okay, keep looking. Hey! Have you checked the bushes over there? Well, check them! We need to find these missing Pokemon! The trainers are starting to get really impatient, and more just keep disappearing everyday." said a faint voice. I thought for a while, and realized who they are instantly.
A Search and Rescue Team?! I thought with high hopes. I used all my energy to run towards the sound, and find out who was making it. My running brought me to a bush, where I could hear the talking from the other side. I peered through and got a good look at where the talking came from.
On the other side of the bush, there was a bunch of people dressed up in uniforms, which looked resembled a police outfit. The voice I heard earlier came from a female police officer, who looked as if she was the leader in this search party.
"Okay, so whats our status Rick?" the lady officer asked one of the officers.
"Well, there doesnt seem to be anything out here...the kidnappers probably left the country..." the officer named Rick said, dissapointed.
"Damn...well, theres no use trying to find something that isnt here anymore...tell everyone to pack up. We'll go deeper into the forest tomorrow," she said.
At that moment, I knew I had no time left if I wanted them to see me, but before I could walk out in the open, my legs finally gave out, and I collapsed, and landed on my back. Everything was starting to blur and fade away. I could hear them leaving, and I only had one option left.
With the last bit of energy keeping me awake, I sent a large Thunderolt into the air, which created lots of noise, and a bright light, causing them to run in my direction, looking for the source.
As I blacked out, I could see them all rushing over me, and yelling orders.
"Oh dear god! Hurry! Get the medical team!" the lady yelled. "His wounds are very serious!"
As they began to pick me up and carry me somewhere, I slowly passed out in the arms of one of the officers, and everything faded into a black abyss for one more time.
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Okay, I got one chapter left!
Im almost done with this thing!
zangoose121433
<--- Soul Collector
hey could you please PM me when you finnish the next chapter
Sure, no problem...it should either be done tonight, or by the end of the week...then....I start thinking of new ideas!
zangoose121433
<--- Soul Collector
okay thanks love the story very creative
Thanx a bunch for ur support!
Im creating a new fic right now (which the prologue should be done in a week or 2), but Im submitting it at Fanfiction.net
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<--- Soul Collector
but what about this fic
zangoose121433
<--- Soul Collector
but what about this fic
Author's Note:
Finally, Im done!! The final chapter is up!!
To all my fans, I think you greatly for reading, and if you did like it, you should PM me more, so we could talk. Its always good to meet new people!
Anyway, enjoy the last chapter!
-bluwirz;026;
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Epilogue: Reflection
Yet again, the same thing happened. Another weird dark area with a small white light far from my reach. I figured that, this was it. I had probably died right there in the forest. Only 2 feet from help. What a crappy way to go.
I did remember very short bits of things, though, from when I passed out. I remembered lots of officers shouting commands at one another, I remembered hearing sirens, and I remembered hearing things about "serious blood loss" and "critical condition," but I didnt think much of it.
One thing learned though was that what people say about seeing your entire life flash before your eyes before you die, was right. Its not so much before you die, than it is when your dead that you actually get to see it, but I did get to see everything from my life.
Vivid pictures of the main points from my life where whirling around me, showing me all my memories, and some I had forgotten. But as I watched them, I realized that my life wasnt as great as I thought it was.
When I viewed the day I strayed off to live my life as a loner, I couldnt help but think about what it would have been like to have stayed with my brothers and sisters longer, made some friends, and maybe even gotten a mate.
Thinking about this made me think about everything I had given up. Friends, family...I had pretty much given up my whole life. And for what? To be secluded from everyone and everything that could have made me happy. At this point, now realizing I had wasted my whole life and I was now dead, tears were beginning to form in my eyes.
At that moment, the bright light, which I had ignored the whole time, expanded until, yet again, I awoke.
I quickly sat up, a few tears still in my eyes, and darted my head around rapidly. Everything was a whitish color, except for some bowls, objects, and a few machines, which I was hooked up to. I was sitting in a bed, with white sheets, and a large greenish gray curtain that circled the bed and machines. After a few minutes, I realized where I was.
Im in...a hospital! I realized, my eyes widening with shock. At that point, I was instantly overcome with a huge rush of joy. I tried to leap off the bed, but the second I moved my body, a surge of pain shot through me, almost stunning me. Even though I should have just rested there, there was no way I was going to be sitting there all day, waiting for a nurse.
Since when has a little pain ever stopped me so far?
I slapped myself and tried again. I managed to crawl off the bed, and land on the floor, back first, creating a tremendous amount of pain to ripple in my body. Trying to ignore it, I stood up, and made my way out of the curtain surrounding the bed.
I stepped out, and looked around. The room wasnt too big, and only had another 2 beds in it, which were empty. Besides me, no one was in the room, and a dead silence haunted the area. Getting bored, I limped over to the door, and found it slightly open, making it easy to leave.
I poked my head out the door, and looked down both sides of the hall. In the hall, there was a cart or 2 with some medicine, and food on them, and one of wich was occupied by a nurse. Also, there was some really lame and quiet music playing throughout the halls, which soon began to piss me off.
"Oh my! What are you doing out of your bed?" said a quiet voice from behind. I shot my head around and saw a nurse, and another lady beside her. The nurse approached me rather quickly, picked me up, and brought me back into the room, and her friend followed.
After she examined me for a few minutes, she thought I was okay to be out of the bed, but she wouldn't let me walk, thinking it could damage something. Instead, I was forced to sit in her arms, as she held me, and talked to her friend.
"Wow...so what happened to this little guy?" her friend asked in a sad tone.
"Oh, well, 2 days ago, they found him alone, and badly injured in the forest. He was running on his last bit of life, and they got him here just in time to get him patched up," she exclaimed, as she began petting me.
"Oh, well its nice to see that he's doing better. But, what caused all those wounds?" the lady asked.
"Well, if you look here," the nurse said, pointing to my left bandaged shoulder, "this is where the bullet wound from a high calibur rifle is, which caused a massive amount of blood loss. We were surprised he was alive, but we found the bullet still in his shoulder, blocking off the opening so it slowed the blood that was pouring out."
The lady nodded, and then looked over at my tail, and she then asked, "Oh my, whats that?"
The nurse looked, and said, "Oh, that appeared to be a branding. We werent sure what it meant until yesterday. See, yesterday, the police kept folowing this little guys blood trail, and it led them to a grusome sight. Corpses. Three of them. Two human, and one was a little Pichu with a hole in him the size of a tennis ball. Its very sad."
The lady gasped, making a horrified face, and then asked, "What else did they find?"
The nurse continued. "Well, as they kept going, they found a small cave, and decided to go in. Strangly, they found a door leading to a large underground facility, loaded with illegal activities and research on Pokemon. The facility was large, and full of abused and beaten Pokemon who were living in horrible conditions, and barey got to eat anything. Everyone in the facility was evacuated and arrested, and the Pokemon were immeadiatly brought to this Pokemon Center, which is why we have so little space for other injured Pokemon."
Ha! I hope those jackholes get life in prison or the death penalty!
"Oh my, thats awful!" said the lady. She looked at me, and gave a warming smile, as I stared at her blankly and tilted my head in a curious manner. She gave a laugh and then asked the nurse if she could hold me for a while. As she held me, she began talking about me.
"He's such a cute little thing! How could someone hurt anything this adorable? Poor thing must be traumatized..." she said, petting me.
Traumatized? Probably not...even if I did witness death, injuries, and pain beyond all belief.
Just then, my stomach gave a loud roar of hunger, which everyone in the room heard. The nurse giggled and said, "Well, it looks like he's hungry!" She whistled, and waited a few seconds, and then a Chansey with a nurse's cap entered the room, carrying a bowl of what looked to be hot soup.
She put me on the floor, with the soup, as her and the nurse talked again. I was hungry as hell, and didnt even hesitate to start eating. About halfway through my meal, I realized the Chansey was still in the room, and was staring at me, with a somewhat astonished look on her face.
I lifted my head up, and asked, "Are you amazed by how Im eating, or by the ever popular wounds on my body?"
She gave a faint laugh and said, "A bit of both really...what happened?"
I figured tht I wasnt going anywhere soon with the 2 girls chatting it up, so I told the Chansey of my little journey. When I was finished, she asked, "So, what happened to Mikka?"
"I still dont know..." I answered unhappily.
"Well, what kind of Pokemon was she?"
"A Squirtle, why?" I asked.
"Well," she started, "Currently, we only have about maybe 3 Squirtles in the Center, and I know 2 are males, and that the third one was found by a rescue party." At that moment, I shot straight up, and asked, "What!? Where is the room?"
"Oh, it's room 22, just down the hall and to the left," she answered back.
With that, I darted out of the room, and made my way down the hall, as I heard the nurse say, "Hey, wheres he going!?"
I ran all the way down the hall, scanning each room number as I went by. The room I was in was Room 3, so I was running around the confusing Center, obliviously looking for a room that was suppposidly down the hall. Apparently, "down the hall and to the right" must mean "around 10 corners, and 3 halls" in nurse code. Fianlly, I reached the door with the number 22 on it, and went inside.
The room resembled mine, in appearence and size. About 4 beds, some machines, and a table and 2 chairs. Just the ordinary hospital room. I saw only one bed occupied, and immeadiatly hopped up. In the bed lay a sleeping young blue turtle with a few scratches and cuts, and a branding.
Mikka!
There was movement, as she slowly started to wake. With her eyes half open, she looked at me for a few seconds, rubbed them, and then looked again. After realizing I was standing there, her eyes shot open, and she quietly said, "Raik...is that you?!"
With a big smile, I said, "Hello Mikka."
In a matter of seconds, she lept up and was hugging me tightly, saying, "I thought he killed you back there! Im so glad youre alive!" I hugged back, saying, "Dont worry, Im fine. Just a few injuries..." As we hugged, I felt wet drops fall on my back, and I knew she was crying, and started to cry a bit too. I was the happiest I had felt in a long time.
Just as were still in our little soppy loving reunion, the nurse and her friend came rushing in, and saw us. The lady was starting to get all teary eyed too, and said, "Aww! Look! He's got a little girlfriend!" The nurse was just smiling.
Eventually, the nurse got the picture that we would like to be left alone, and shoved everyone else out. Once we were alone, we stopped hugging, and Mikka said, "I missed you! When I saw him shoot you, I thought you had died, and I ran off. I was found by a search team, and brought here yesterday. Im just so glad youre okay!" She began hugging me around my stomach. I just rubbed her head, and said, "I wasnt dead. I woke up later, and was found by some search team, and I just woke up a while ago. Some Chansey tole me you were here and I rushed over as quickly as I could. So you dont have to worry about me anymore, Im fine."
After I told her what happened, she still snuggled up against me, and told me how happy she was that we were alive. I figured it would be a good idea to tell her what else had happened at the facility. Once I did, she began laughing, and saying, "Good! They all need to be beaten senseless in prison!"
Finally, the nurse and her friend came back in, and the nurse said, "Okay, well, you still need rest. So, say bye to your friend, and I'll take you back to your room. The faster you heal, the faster we let you and your friend go back into the wild." With that, Mikka and I hugged one final time, and the nurse picked me up, and carried me to my room, where I was told to sleep. I did as instructed, and drifted off into an enjoyable, comforting sleep, which I hadnt had in quite some time.
After a few more days, I had healed rather well, and the nurse kept her word, and let me and Mikka go free into the forest outside of town. She took us out into the forest, and to a large hill with a view of the whole forest area around late afternoon, released us, and then dissappeared behind the large mass of trees.
As we sat on the hill and gazed at the apporaching sunset, Mikka looked at me and asked, "So, now what? We're free...but what should we do?"
I gave a laugh, and said, "Im the last person to ask that. I was a loner my whole life, living off of whatever I could find. I never had any fun, or did anything...I just sat there and festered away."
She faintly giggled, and rested her head on my shoulder, watching the sunset.
At this point, I was truely happier than I had ever been in my life. I had a great friend, and was free to live my life with her, without anymore problems. Noticing that she had fallen asleep on my shoulder, and the sun was finally masked by the dark starry sky lit only by the lumonous moon, I closed my eyes, and fell asleep, waiting to be awakened by my new tomorrow, with her.
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Songs that go well with the Story: (Basically, its like a soundtrack)
1. "A Modern Myth" - 30 Seconds to Mars
2. "Until the End" - Breaking Benjamin
3. "Destruction is Incapable of Creation" - Behind Crimson Eyes
4. "How to Save a Life" - The Fray
5. "All That I've Got" - The Used
6. "Breath" - Breaking Benjamin
7. "Arms of Sorrow" - Killswitch Engage
8. "A Place for My Head" - Linkin Park
9. "Your Guardian Angel" - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
10. "Easier to Run" - Linkin Park
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Kay thats it! I hope you liked it...and if you actually were one of the few people who did, Ive created 2 more fics, viewable at FanFiction.Net so check it out if you like my work...
I havent decided if I am going to put up my latest fic yet, but I might depending on how much critism I get at FanFiction.Net (not much yet >_<)
So, thanx for reading, and Ill see you soon!
-bluwirz;026;
Finally, Im done!! The final chapter is up!!
To all my fans, I think you greatly for reading, and if you did like it, you should PM me more, so we could talk.
Its always good to meet new people!Anyway, enjoy the last chapter!
-bluwirz;026;
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Epilogue: Reflection
Yet again, the same thing happened. Another weird dark area with a small white light far from my reach. I figured that, this was it. I had probably died right there in the forest. Only 2 feet from help. What a crappy way to go.
I did remember very short bits of things, though, from when I passed out. I remembered lots of officers shouting commands at one another, I remembered hearing sirens, and I remembered hearing things about "serious blood loss" and "critical condition," but I didnt think much of it.
One thing learned though was that what people say about seeing your entire life flash before your eyes before you die, was right. Its not so much before you die, than it is when your dead that you actually get to see it, but I did get to see everything from my life.
Vivid pictures of the main points from my life where whirling around me, showing me all my memories, and some I had forgotten. But as I watched them, I realized that my life wasnt as great as I thought it was.
When I viewed the day I strayed off to live my life as a loner, I couldnt help but think about what it would have been like to have stayed with my brothers and sisters longer, made some friends, and maybe even gotten a mate.
Thinking about this made me think about everything I had given up. Friends, family...I had pretty much given up my whole life. And for what? To be secluded from everyone and everything that could have made me happy. At this point, now realizing I had wasted my whole life and I was now dead, tears were beginning to form in my eyes.
At that moment, the bright light, which I had ignored the whole time, expanded until, yet again, I awoke.
I quickly sat up, a few tears still in my eyes, and darted my head around rapidly. Everything was a whitish color, except for some bowls, objects, and a few machines, which I was hooked up to. I was sitting in a bed, with white sheets, and a large greenish gray curtain that circled the bed and machines. After a few minutes, I realized where I was.
Im in...a hospital! I realized, my eyes widening with shock. At that point, I was instantly overcome with a huge rush of joy. I tried to leap off the bed, but the second I moved my body, a surge of pain shot through me, almost stunning me. Even though I should have just rested there, there was no way I was going to be sitting there all day, waiting for a nurse.
Since when has a little pain ever stopped me so far?
I slapped myself and tried again. I managed to crawl off the bed, and land on the floor, back first, creating a tremendous amount of pain to ripple in my body. Trying to ignore it, I stood up, and made my way out of the curtain surrounding the bed.
I stepped out, and looked around. The room wasnt too big, and only had another 2 beds in it, which were empty. Besides me, no one was in the room, and a dead silence haunted the area. Getting bored, I limped over to the door, and found it slightly open, making it easy to leave.
I poked my head out the door, and looked down both sides of the hall. In the hall, there was a cart or 2 with some medicine, and food on them, and one of wich was occupied by a nurse. Also, there was some really lame and quiet music playing throughout the halls, which soon began to piss me off.
"Oh my! What are you doing out of your bed?" said a quiet voice from behind. I shot my head around and saw a nurse, and another lady beside her. The nurse approached me rather quickly, picked me up, and brought me back into the room, and her friend followed.
After she examined me for a few minutes, she thought I was okay to be out of the bed, but she wouldn't let me walk, thinking it could damage something. Instead, I was forced to sit in her arms, as she held me, and talked to her friend.
"Wow...so what happened to this little guy?" her friend asked in a sad tone.
"Oh, well, 2 days ago, they found him alone, and badly injured in the forest. He was running on his last bit of life, and they got him here just in time to get him patched up," she exclaimed, as she began petting me.
"Oh, well its nice to see that he's doing better. But, what caused all those wounds?" the lady asked.
"Well, if you look here," the nurse said, pointing to my left bandaged shoulder, "this is where the bullet wound from a high calibur rifle is, which caused a massive amount of blood loss. We were surprised he was alive, but we found the bullet still in his shoulder, blocking off the opening so it slowed the blood that was pouring out."
The lady nodded, and then looked over at my tail, and she then asked, "Oh my, whats that?"
The nurse looked, and said, "Oh, that appeared to be a branding. We werent sure what it meant until yesterday. See, yesterday, the police kept folowing this little guys blood trail, and it led them to a grusome sight. Corpses. Three of them. Two human, and one was a little Pichu with a hole in him the size of a tennis ball. Its very sad."
The lady gasped, making a horrified face, and then asked, "What else did they find?"
The nurse continued. "Well, as they kept going, they found a small cave, and decided to go in. Strangly, they found a door leading to a large underground facility, loaded with illegal activities and research on Pokemon. The facility was large, and full of abused and beaten Pokemon who were living in horrible conditions, and barey got to eat anything. Everyone in the facility was evacuated and arrested, and the Pokemon were immeadiatly brought to this Pokemon Center, which is why we have so little space for other injured Pokemon."
Ha! I hope those jackholes get life in prison or the death penalty!
"Oh my, thats awful!" said the lady. She looked at me, and gave a warming smile, as I stared at her blankly and tilted my head in a curious manner. She gave a laugh and then asked the nurse if she could hold me for a while. As she held me, she began talking about me.
"He's such a cute little thing! How could someone hurt anything this adorable? Poor thing must be traumatized..." she said, petting me.
Traumatized? Probably not...even if I did witness death, injuries, and pain beyond all belief.
Just then, my stomach gave a loud roar of hunger, which everyone in the room heard. The nurse giggled and said, "Well, it looks like he's hungry!" She whistled, and waited a few seconds, and then a Chansey with a nurse's cap entered the room, carrying a bowl of what looked to be hot soup.
She put me on the floor, with the soup, as her and the nurse talked again. I was hungry as hell, and didnt even hesitate to start eating. About halfway through my meal, I realized the Chansey was still in the room, and was staring at me, with a somewhat astonished look on her face.
I lifted my head up, and asked, "Are you amazed by how Im eating, or by the ever popular wounds on my body?"
She gave a faint laugh and said, "A bit of both really...what happened?"
I figured tht I wasnt going anywhere soon with the 2 girls chatting it up, so I told the Chansey of my little journey. When I was finished, she asked, "So, what happened to Mikka?"
"I still dont know..." I answered unhappily.
"Well, what kind of Pokemon was she?"
"A Squirtle, why?" I asked.
"Well," she started, "Currently, we only have about maybe 3 Squirtles in the Center, and I know 2 are males, and that the third one was found by a rescue party." At that moment, I shot straight up, and asked, "What!? Where is the room?"
"Oh, it's room 22, just down the hall and to the left," she answered back.
With that, I darted out of the room, and made my way down the hall, as I heard the nurse say, "Hey, wheres he going!?"
I ran all the way down the hall, scanning each room number as I went by. The room I was in was Room 3, so I was running around the confusing Center, obliviously looking for a room that was suppposidly down the hall. Apparently, "down the hall and to the right" must mean "around 10 corners, and 3 halls" in nurse code. Fianlly, I reached the door with the number 22 on it, and went inside.
The room resembled mine, in appearence and size. About 4 beds, some machines, and a table and 2 chairs. Just the ordinary hospital room. I saw only one bed occupied, and immeadiatly hopped up. In the bed lay a sleeping young blue turtle with a few scratches and cuts, and a branding.
Mikka!
There was movement, as she slowly started to wake. With her eyes half open, she looked at me for a few seconds, rubbed them, and then looked again. After realizing I was standing there, her eyes shot open, and she quietly said, "Raik...is that you?!"
With a big smile, I said, "Hello Mikka."
In a matter of seconds, she lept up and was hugging me tightly, saying, "I thought he killed you back there! Im so glad youre alive!" I hugged back, saying, "Dont worry, Im fine. Just a few injuries..." As we hugged, I felt wet drops fall on my back, and I knew she was crying, and started to cry a bit too. I was the happiest I had felt in a long time.
Just as were still in our little soppy loving reunion, the nurse and her friend came rushing in, and saw us. The lady was starting to get all teary eyed too, and said, "Aww! Look! He's got a little girlfriend!" The nurse was just smiling.
Eventually, the nurse got the picture that we would like to be left alone, and shoved everyone else out. Once we were alone, we stopped hugging, and Mikka said, "I missed you! When I saw him shoot you, I thought you had died, and I ran off. I was found by a search team, and brought here yesterday. Im just so glad youre okay!" She began hugging me around my stomach. I just rubbed her head, and said, "I wasnt dead. I woke up later, and was found by some search team, and I just woke up a while ago. Some Chansey tole me you were here and I rushed over as quickly as I could. So you dont have to worry about me anymore, Im fine."
After I told her what happened, she still snuggled up against me, and told me how happy she was that we were alive. I figured it would be a good idea to tell her what else had happened at the facility. Once I did, she began laughing, and saying, "Good! They all need to be beaten senseless in prison!"
Finally, the nurse and her friend came back in, and the nurse said, "Okay, well, you still need rest. So, say bye to your friend, and I'll take you back to your room. The faster you heal, the faster we let you and your friend go back into the wild." With that, Mikka and I hugged one final time, and the nurse picked me up, and carried me to my room, where I was told to sleep. I did as instructed, and drifted off into an enjoyable, comforting sleep, which I hadnt had in quite some time.
After a few more days, I had healed rather well, and the nurse kept her word, and let me and Mikka go free into the forest outside of town. She took us out into the forest, and to a large hill with a view of the whole forest area around late afternoon, released us, and then dissappeared behind the large mass of trees.
As we sat on the hill and gazed at the apporaching sunset, Mikka looked at me and asked, "So, now what? We're free...but what should we do?"
I gave a laugh, and said, "Im the last person to ask that. I was a loner my whole life, living off of whatever I could find. I never had any fun, or did anything...I just sat there and festered away."
She faintly giggled, and rested her head on my shoulder, watching the sunset.
At this point, I was truely happier than I had ever been in my life. I had a great friend, and was free to live my life with her, without anymore problems. Noticing that she had fallen asleep on my shoulder, and the sun was finally masked by the dark starry sky lit only by the lumonous moon, I closed my eyes, and fell asleep, waiting to be awakened by my new tomorrow, with her.
******
Songs that go well with the Story: (Basically, its like a soundtrack)
1. "A Modern Myth" - 30 Seconds to Mars
2. "Until the End" - Breaking Benjamin
3. "Destruction is Incapable of Creation" - Behind Crimson Eyes
4. "How to Save a Life" - The Fray
5. "All That I've Got" - The Used
6. "Breath" - Breaking Benjamin
7. "Arms of Sorrow" - Killswitch Engage
8. "A Place for My Head" - Linkin Park
9. "Your Guardian Angel" - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
10. "Easier to Run" - Linkin Park
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Kay thats it! I hope you liked it...and if you actually were one of the few people who did, Ive created 2 more fics, viewable at FanFiction.Net so check it out if you like my work...
I havent decided if I am going to put up my latest fic yet, but I might depending on how much critism I get at FanFiction.Net (not much yet >_<)
So, thanx for reading, and Ill see you soon!
-bluwirz;026;
Nightmare the Scyther
Altaria x Aerodactyl
OMFG! I just read the entire thing, and it was awesome! The epilogue was just so cool...so cutely romantic lol I hope my boyfriend can think of something like that...
Well, this story was very short, but very good for a first. Though, as someone said early-fic (I believe it was Leona) it would help greatly if you put the chapters through a program such as Microsoft Word first. Your grammar and spelling isn't top-notch, and neither is your description, but for a first fic this shows much potential and I do believe that with practice, you can someday become a great fic-writer...heck, you might even write a book off of this stuff!
We can always dream And though the fic, as I said, is short and contains many spelling and grammatical errors, it shows much potential and the story overall was good. Taking into consideration that this fic is a first, and all the mistakes and overall story, I'll rate this four stars.
Nice doin business with ya.
~;148; ~luvs ~;445;
lol I hope my boyfriend can think of something like that...Well, this story was very short, but very good for a first. Though, as someone said early-fic (I believe it was Leona) it would help greatly if you put the chapters through a program such as Microsoft Word first. Your grammar and spelling isn't top-notch, and neither is your description, but for a first fic this shows much potential and I do believe that with practice, you can someday become a great fic-writer...heck, you might even write a book off of this stuff!
We can always dream
And though the fic, as I said, is short and contains many spelling and grammatical errors, it shows much potential and the story overall was good. Taking into consideration that this fic is a first, and all the mistakes and overall story, I'll rate this four stars.Nice doin business with ya.
~;148; ~luvs ~;445;