PokemonHero
I can see the future
@Blue_Mew22: Why? Well, maybe because they are fun. ;D Yikes, there certainly seemed to be a lot more errors than I anticipated last chapter. I think I went back and fixed them. I'll have to look tomorrow because it's getting late here. Don't worry, I'll make sure they will struggle
@Lunar Ho-oh: I've been sending PM's out to get the word out about the new chapters. It is especially good for getting the attention of some people who aren't on all the time.
@Dramatic Melody: Funny, I counted nowhere near that many errors. Oh well. As I said over in Guardian, I've been working on my descriptions more. *Looks at last line* Uh, I probably can't guarantee the next chapter will be good. The chapter after this is what I'm really looking forward to doing.
@The person with a very long name: He's back! Hide the chips! Just kidding, here you go. I should've thought about the stat thing, but I probably got that from the PMD specials where they actually refer to experience and leveling up, unlike the main show. Oh, something's going to happen.
@Glitch: Oh boy, nitpicking. At least it's you and not my parents. I will definitely remember to do that as I go along in the future. Unfortunately, it's a little late for me to think about theories tonight. Maybe tomorrow.
@chosen_one386: As I've said a number of times before, I wanted this story to be a little different from your traditional (or at least ordinary) PMD fic. Bulbasaur is one of my favorite characters to write for, as I will find myself thinking of something interesting for him to say. I'll probably be getting some good inspiration for Bulbasaur as I will be part of (either acting or working on) the school play, Fools. Glad you like it so far and I certainly hope you keep reading.
Yawn...it's late right now. But I do have good news. After once again ignoring my homework I have finally finished Chapter 7! Hopefully I can post this before I fall asleep. I promise that the next chapter will not take as long as this one to get up. If I fail to do so, I'll...well, I don't know what I would do, but it'd be pretty drastic.
Now then, all comments and suggestions are appreciated...yada yada yada. I think I'll just go ahead and post the next chapter. Hopefully, you will enjoy it (though I wish I could have done a few more things). Now to get to my homework...ZZZ...
Chapter 7: Strange Feelings
“Are we there yet?”
“No, this is floor five.”
Bulbasaur groaned. “We still have two more floors to go?”
Eevee sighed. “If you continue to complain, you’re only going to make it seem that much longer.”
Bulbasaur looked as though he wanted to reply, but he kept quiet. Zach shook his head. And he was the one who said that this was a small dungeon. Truth be told, Zach too was beginning to wonder when they were going to reach the end of this labyrinth. They had walked down many hallways only to find themselves in a room that led to two or three more hallways. A number of times they would take one of the hallways, only to find themselves back in the same room they started in.
After the encounter with the Lileep, they had not seen another wild Pokemon. This probably shouldn’t have worried him, but, for some inexplicable reason, it did. It only seemed to build on that sense of foreboding he felt after the earlier fight.
It wasn’t long before they found the staircase and descended down to sixth basement floor. The humidity had risen to near unbearable levels. It was like trying to walk through water. They chose a corridor and started walking down it toward what they hoped was the staircase to the final floor.
Zach pulled his scarves away from his neck, providing only minimal relief from the mugginess of the floor. Eevee didn’t look particularly happy either, panting heavily as the group walked along. Her heavy fur coat was a burden in such an environment. But just like outside in the rain earlier, Bulbasaur seemed to not take any notice to the conditions. Zach thought about saying something, but decided that it would just be pointless to ask.
Team Twilight entered a large, empty room. It was quickly evident that this room was just another dead-end. Just as they were about to leave though…
“H-help…”
Everyone stopped in their tracks. No one spoke at first. Then Eevee whispered something in Bulbasaur’s ear, gesturing toward one corner of the room. Bulbasaur nodded and walked slowly toward the corner.
Eevee came over to Zach. “Zach, check the corner over there,” she whispered, motioning toward a corner on the opposite side of the room. “Let us know if you find someone.”
“Do you think it might be Ralts?” Zach asked hopefully. If it is, then we can finally get out of this place.
“I don’t know,” Eevee replied, a hint of skepticism in her voice. “It could be, but I really can’t say for sure.”
Zach had picked up on the doubt in her voice and began to wonder himself. If it isn’t Ralts, he thought as he walked over towards his assigned corner, then what could it be?
He reached his end of the room and began looking around. Small puddles of water littered the floor. A few large boulders stood firm on the floor. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first. Until…
“H-h-help…”
Zach jumped. It had come from behind one of the boulders. He looked around the room. Which boulder could it have come from? He walked over to the one closest to him.
Sure enough, someone was there. A gray-and-white bird lay against the boulder, breathing heavily and in obvious pain. It didn’t take long for Zach to find the problem; his right wing was bent awkwardly. A cut ran across the bird’s face, a small amount of blood dripping from the wound. It was clear that someone had attacked this bird. But who, or what, was a mystery.
Zach sat down next to the bird. “What happened to you?” he asked. “Who did this to you?”
“I…don’t know,” the bird said. “The last thing I remember was getting slammed to the ground and I blacked out.” He tried to stand up, but Zach put a hand out stopped him.
“Be careful,” Zach warned. “Your wing is already screwed up. The last thing you need to do is make things worse.” He looked across the room and spotted Eevee. “Eevee, get Bulbasaur and get over here,” he called out to her. “I found somebody.” She nodded in response to him and went off to get their third party member.
Zach turned back to the hurt bird. He set about examining the broken wing. At the very moment he touched the feathers, he started feeling strange. Dizziness overpowered him, causing him to stagger backward. He looked back over at the bird. His vision began going in and out of focus. He had to shut his eyes to prevent himself from being sick.
Suddenly, a tall, shadowy figure appeared before his eyes. The figure stood over another, much smaller figure that was lying flat on the ground. The smaller figure was a bird, the exact bird that was sitting in front of Zach. He appeared to spread out wings and try to stand. In one swift motion, the larger figure stomped down on the right wing. The bird let out a cry of pain. The cry came to a crescendo as a sharp ringing sound so loud that it hurt Zach’s ears. He couldn’t stand it…
He opened his eyes with a start. What just happened? Many thoughts raced through his head as he tried to figure out what he saw. He looked down at the bird. He was giving Zach a strange look. “Sorry about that,” he apologized. “I don’t know…”
“Zach!”
Eevee and Bulbasaur came running over to Zach and the bird. Bulbasaur went over to the victim. “So, you’re a Starly, right?” he asked the bird, trying to be upbeat to encourage him.
Starly nodded. “I was attacked out of nowhere when I was exploring. I’m so glad someone got my message and came to rescue me.”
Sweat drops rolled down the back of everyone’s heads. “Uh…did you say message?” Eevee asked, trying to hit the surprise in her voice.
“Yep. I sent out an SOS hoping for a some rescue squad to come find me and, wouldn’t you know it, here you are.”
“Well, about that…” Bulbasaur chuckled nervously. “You see…uh, how should I put this…?”
Zach spoke up. “We never got your message, Starly,” he said, trying to be straight to the point. “We found you while we were searching for another missing Pokemon.”
“Oh…” Starly said, slightly disappointed by what he just heard. “I’m…sorry to have taken you away from your mission. I’ll just sit here and wait for my own rescue party to find me.”
“No you’re not,” Zach assured him. “You are coming with us.”
“Are you sure? Really, I can come with you guys?” he asked excitedly.
“Of course,” Eevee replied. “We certainly can’t leave you here.” She went over and examined Starly’s injuries. “Wow, that’s a pretty nasty break. Let me see what I can do about that.” She started rummaging through her bag once again, searching for some supplies.
Meanwhile, Bulbasaur came over to Zach. “You okay?” he asked, with some definite concern. “You’re acting kinda strange.”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he said untruthfully, watching Eevee pull out item after item out of the bag. All these weird things that had been happening to him: the voice, the dream, and now, a strange vision. I can’t tell him about what I just saw, he concluded. He couldn't help but worry that if he did tell the truth, Bulbasaur wouldn't believe him. No, at least not now.
After finding what she was looking for, it didn’t take long for Eevee to fix up Starly. She had created an ingenious sling to support the broken wing using a stick she had picked up along the way and her own team scarf. “You do know that I’ll need that scarf back when we get back to Treasure Town,” she told the bird after helping him back to his feet.
“No problem,” he said. “Hopefully, Chansey will have a more permanent fix.”
Now that Starly was up and going again, it was time to search for the stairs to the next floor where (hopefully) they would finally find Ralts. Eevee walked out in front followed closely behind by Bulbasaur. Zach hung back with Starly, making sure that nothing snuck up on him as they were walking along.
After a long and tedious search, they found the stairway to the final floor. Unlike all the other stairways in the dungeon, this one was very narrow. One-by-one, the party went down. Zach went last, making sure that they weren’t being followed. Once he was sure the coast was clear, he went down after them.
A rush of cool air welcomed Zach as he descended the stairway. “What the…?” His voice cut out as he came out onto the final floor.
Everything about the floor was different from all the other floors they had been on. It was all one large room rather than the series of rooms and hallways they were accustomed to. At the center, a large rock formation stood, water gushing out of the top of it like a fountain. Small streams rolled down the formation into pools at the base. Large amounts of vegetation covered the floor,
Everyone had stopped to look around. “Quite a strange place, isn’t it?” said Bulbasaur as he examined some of the local greenery. “It’s not even humid here.”
“Definitely wasn’t expecting this,” said Eevee. “I wonder why only this floor is like this.”
That’s true, Zach thought to himself. How could only one floor be like this? He shook his head. “It really doesn’t matter,” he said. “We need to find…”
Suddenly, a small creature tumbled out of a nearby bush. It looked like a small child in an off-white dress. Its green bowl-shaped headpiece obscured most of its face. It got back to its feet and looked around, spotting Team Twilight. Before anyone could say anything, it came running over toward them, tripping and falling right in front of Zach.
“It’s Ralts!” Bulbasaur exclaimed excitedly. “We found him.”
Ralts looked up at Bulbasaur. “Y-you’re here to rescue me?” he stuttered. He seemed very nervous for some reason. “Th-thank you. B-b-but we’ve gotta get out of here.”
Eevee was shocked. “Get out of here? Why?” she asked. “This place is incredible.”
“Here, let me help you out,” said Zach, offering out his hand to help Ralts up. Ralts looked at his hand for a moment then, deciding he was really being helpful, took it.
Suddenly, a familiar sensation overcame Zach. Dizziness and nausea overpowered his senses. He was forced to shut his eyes…
Before him, two identical looking creatures stood in almost the exact same spot that Team Twilight was currently standing. One of them, the larger of the two, he recognized as the Ralts who he just helped out. And that must be his sister, he thought solemnly, looking at the smaller one. The two of them were looking around the room with similar looks of amazement that had crossed the team’s faces when they entered the room.
Suddenly, something came bursting out of one of the nearby ponds. Zach found himself turning to see what was happening with both Ralts. A large creature, obscured in shadow, stood before them, baring large claws at them. The younger of the two freaked out and ran, leaving her brother behind alone. Come on, move, he thought to himself, trying to encourage Ralts to get out of there. But inside, he realized he wasn’t going to move: he was paralyzed with fear.
A sharp, ringing sound rattled his eardrums once again, bringing him out of the vision and back into reality. He opened his eyes and looked around. His team seemed to not have noticed what just happened to him. Only Ralts seemed to notice, as he looked up at him very intently.
The odd sense of foreboding that had cursed him since the Lileep attack once again reared up. Something’s here, he thought to himself, something that’s attacking Pokémon.
He turned back to the group. “We have to get out of here,” he said firmly. “There’s something here.”
Bulbasaur shook his head and smiled. “First Ralts and now you, Zach?” he said grinning. “Come on, we don’t need negativity here.”
“I’m serious. I just got a really bad feeling about this place.”
“Right and I’m a trainer. Really, there’s nothing…”
Just then, a loud crash interrupted Bulbasaur’s reasoning. Everyone looked across the room. A large fissure had formed in the fountain, cutting almost directly down the middle. Zach walked a little closer, wondering what caused the crack.
Suddenly, the fountain burst into tons of small rocks. Zach covered his face to protect himself from flying debris. When he brought down his hands, he was taken aback by who he was staring at.
Oh crap...
<End Chapter 7>
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