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Post by Elektra on Jun 17, 2011 8:30:51 GMT -8
Trainer Sprite Yet To Come (If anyone reading this can make me one, feel free to contact me?)
Deep in the forest, many yards away from the Mystic Lab, there was a sudden thud. On the forest floor there was a bleeding man, though he was just old enough to be considered a man. His left should was bleeding, and he was barely concious. "Sleet! Elektra! Zeru!" he shouted, quickly sitting up. His shoulder immediately protested this movement, and he let out a groan. Looking around, he found himself alone, and far away from where he'd been a few seconds before. And yet, what he didn't realize was that even though it had only been a few seconds for him, for Sleet and Elektra, it had been many years. And those years that the two girls had spent growing up, he'd spent lying in a hospital bed, in a deep coma, though the doctors couldn't figure out what had caused it. Suddenly, as he managed to turn his head and get a look at his shoulder, caked in dried blood, all of the memories of the night came flooding back.
He, the two girls, and his youngest brother been in their parents house originally, watching the trainer's channel when a shot had come in from the front window. He'd thrown the two seven year olds down to the floor, for they'd both been on the arms of his chair asking him questions about trainers, and rushed over to shield the boy. A man stepped through the shattered window, a knife in his hand. His Gallade, though, was the one who had fired the first shot, and stepped through after his master, the pistol still in his tight grip. "Leave them alone!" he screamed, still shielding Zeru. The man did nothing but snicker, and then pointed at him. Nodding, the Gallade focused on him, and suddenly Erebus found himself up in the air, held there by a psychic attack. The Pokemon held up his gun, and turned it toward his younger brother, and fired, just as Erebus began to struggle and yell. Luckily, the two girls had gone and hidden outside, taking with them their single Pokemon, and weren't there to see the tragic event.
With a sudden drop, Erebus fell to the floor, and lay there, unable to move. And just as the Glallade fired at him, a chill swept through his body, and he felt himself being lifted into the air, only to be teleported away. At that point, he fell unconcious, but not before seeing a fleeting glance of a crystal blue eye, floating in the middle of a shadowy body...
But now that he was once again conscious, Erebus, though it was extremely painful to even think about, knew that he had to get up. Perhaps it was one of the local Banette that had taken him to this forest, since the forests around Floroma Town were known to be the home of some odd Pokemon. And yet, the forest was nothing like the ones outside of his small hometown, which were kept up with by the locals. The one he was in was much more dense and unkempt. Which meant that he certainly wasn't in familiar territory. But nonetheless, he would get up and find the nearest shelter, and then he'd find his two sisters. They were the most important thing to him, and he'd find them, no matter where he was.
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Post by Taya on Jun 17, 2011 11:52:22 GMT -8
"Will you go out and get them, please?" It had been the question that Maevia asked of him before he ventured out in the forest, unsure of which direction to go. With as much as the trainers wandered upon arrival, where was he supposed to begin his search? Either way, Sparky complied without a fuss. From the start, he employed his ears and his nose, attempting to use these senses in order to track the person that had just recently arrived. Before too long, the whispers of the wild Pokemon had gathered his attention and, with their information, was able to pinpoint the young man when he wasn't all that far from the laboratory. The Pikachu showed himself to Erebus, crossing his path and waving one of his paws at him. He was seemingly beckoning him to follow, before darting off toward the laboratory at a somewhat slow pace. The Pokemon chose not to speak yet, in order not to frighten the soon-to-be trainer and risk him running off elsewhere.
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Post by Elektra on Jul 5, 2011 14:30:24 GMT -8
"A... A Pikachu?" Erebus said, chuckling. He'd heard of the cute little guys, but they weren't his type. They tended to be weak until they evolved, and he didn't need weak Pokemon. Not to say that he couldn't take a weak Pokemon and make it strong, but... An Electric Mouse? Not really his style. "Hey little guy. Can you... Take me... To the nearest... Pokemon Center?" he managed to get out, hoping it would understand
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Post by Taya on Jul 7, 2011 19:05:58 GMT -8
Sparky stopped in his tracts, one of his eyes twitching in annoyance with this young man just that quickly. He stood upright and turned to face Erebus, his eyes betraying some of his ill temper. "I'm not an idiot," he replied, crossing his arms. "I understand plain human just fine. In what world would you have to talk like that to anyone? It just makes you sound silly. If you want to get out of the forest, I suggest you stop yapping and follow me, as I already waved for you to do." With that, the electric Pokemon turned and darted off again, making a beeline for the laboratory. It was his job to helpful, after all, regardless of anything else.
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Post by Elektra on Jul 8, 2011 12:00:46 GMT -8
"Did... You just talk?" Erebus asked, obviously shaken. As far as he knew, only psychics, and some ghost Pokemon, could talk to humans like that Pikachu just did. Of course, he figured that he might as well follow the thing, since it wasn't really threatening him. Truth be told, it didn't look at all agressive, at least, it didn't until he called it a little guy. "Oh, well, I do apologize, erm... Sir. I'm not used to hearing Pokemon talk, though, I don't really think I've ever listened..." he said, hoping that he hadn't already taken its bad side.
When he tried to get up, Erebus crashed back down to the ground, and barely suppressed a scream of pain. It seemed that his knee was severely dislocated, and that with all of the recent events, he hadn't really even noticed.
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Post by Taya on Jul 15, 2011 11:10:40 GMT -8
Sparky stopped once again, this time because the young man had fallen back down again. He shook his head, but turned back, approaching him slowly. "Its...fine. My name is Sparky, by the way," he said, introducing himself before moving onward in his purpose. "You're hurt, aren't you? Did you...fall?" It wasn't unreasonable that he could have somehow been dropped off, perhaps literally, and became injured because of it. The Pikachu, at the very least, seemed concerned. "I was sent here by the Pokemon Professor of this region, Maevia. Our laboratory is a short walk away." If the man couldn't walk, however, their only other option was to ask Maevia for help. Being a psychic Pokemon, herself, Sparky knew fully well that she was capable of using her powers to move people, other Pokemon, and objects alike.
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Post by Elektra on Jul 15, 2011 11:23:47 GMT -8
"I'm sorry, but... I don't think I can move, and although I'm sure you're able to hold your own in a battle, you're not really big enough to drag me back..." Erebus said, unsure of what to do. The pain in his knee was bad, and the idea of even trying to move it, much less stand on it, made him shudder.
"Your... Your lab? Might I ask where exactly I am?" he said wearily. This was just ridiculous. The idea of being dropped off in an unkown region - and, in his case, literally dropped - was insane. And who would even do that?
Then his memories of that night came back. That crystal blue eye, looking at him. The chill that came over him. "A Darkrai?" he said, to no one in particular.
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Post by Taya on Jul 15, 2011 14:14:18 GMT -8
Sparky's expression began to show concern for young man. If Erebus couldn't walk, there wasn't much that he could do to help him on his own. He would have to go back and get Maevia's help, and that was more important than answering any of his questions. It wasn't a good idea to be grounded and unmoving for too long. "You're in the Trilotics Region," a feminine voice called out before Sparky had the chance to leave the man's side. In a break through the trees, a Gardevoir appeared, her movements elegant despite the uneven ground of the forest floor. "I sensed your pain," she explained, her eyes on Erebus, though this explanation was for the Pikachu as well. "I hope you wouldn't mind it, but I can use my powers to move you. We would have to go back to the Pokemon laboratory - its the only building in all of the Mystic Forest."
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Post by Elektra on Jul 15, 2011 20:48:37 GMT -8
"A... A Gardevoir! No, get away!" Erebus yelled. He tried to get up again, and fell back down, this time unable to keep in his scream of pain. "This, this.... This isn't happening! You, or, your other form! It killed my brother! Stay away!" he yelled again.
Erebus knew deep down that there wasn't really anything to fear, but his instincts were the source of the panic and outbursts. His rage was still bottled up as well, and now that this Gardevoir had arrived, it seemed that she'd opened it up once more.
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Post by Taya on Jul 21, 2011 19:05:28 GMT -8
Maevia's face and Sparky's face, alike, donned both a shocked and concerned expression with Erebus' reaction. After a moment, Sparky shuffled closer to him, placing a, hopefully, reassuring paw on his leg. "This is Maevia... I'm not sure what experiences you had with Gardevoir in the past, but she is a kind soul. You could ask almost anyone." It was a puzzling situation, indeed, one that had the professor rather upset for the time being. Though it wasn't Erebus that she was upset with, but with that thought that her kind could have hurt someone. Of course, it was a known fact that Pokemon weren't usually evil, usually it was only their trainers, but they could be corrupted occasionally.
"I'm sorry for whatever happened to you..." Maevia said slowly, sounding entirely sincere. "I can promise you that I have no intention of hurting you. I sensed your pain, you see, as I live at the laboratory near by... I thought you would need help."
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Post by Elektra on Jul 22, 2011 9:38:25 GMT -8
Erebus finally calmed himself, and his breathing slowed. Looking up, he caught the Gardevoir's eyes, and sensed nothing evil in them. "I... I apologize. But... There was a man. He had a... A Gallade. And, and that thing! That damn thing shot my brother!" Tears had once again begun to roll down his cheeks, but at that point he didn't care. The pain in his knee, and his heart were simply to much to bear. "I.. I don't suppose you can help me get back to the lab and deal with my knee? I'm afraid that, well, when I got here, I was literally dropped here, and the landing dislocated my knee."
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Post by Taya on Jul 26, 2011 16:05:33 GMT -8
Maevia nodded her head in understanding, easily forgiving Erebus without a second thought. However, she closed her eyes at the horrific mentioning of another from her evolutionary chain doing something so terrible, so unheard of for her kind. It nearly wanted to make her cry just thinking about it. What had some of the world come to? It was at times like these that the psychic Pokemon was thankful that Trilotics existed, for it was like a safe haven, in her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, the Gardevoir waved her hand in the air before the young man and, with weightless grace, he raised off of the ground just as he was sitting. With her powers, she moved him, but so carefully that he was still supported as if he as still on the forest floor.
"Sparky, would you please run on ahead and get things ready for us?" She asked, her eyes going toward the Pikachu for a moment. Her assistant nodded his head. "Of course," he replied, darting off as fast as his small feet would carry him.
"Shall we?" She then asked, offering a smile toward Erebus again. "We'll have to get you fixed up at the laboratory. I certainly couldn't send you away with such injuries." Of course, without awaiting his answer, she began to move again, he floating along beside her. Teleportation, unfortunately, was not one of her stong points.
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Post by Elektra on Jul 27, 2011 7:27:49 GMT -8
Erebus looked up in amazement at the Gardevoir as he began to float back to this laboratory she had mentioned. It seemed that the Pikachu whom he had first met was actually her assistant. The idea of Pokemon being able to talk here was still somewhat baffling to him, but he was willing to adjust, so long as he was able to find his sisters somehow. Oh, those two ten year olds, all alone. They were sure to be scared...
Of course, the young man had no idea that his sisters had long since grown up and become fine trainers on their own, and that one was already here in the region.
"Um, professor, thank you for your help. I do apologize once again for my outburst. I'm just... I guess I'm just not comfortable with this whole idea just yet. I had a family back home. And, well, my younger sisters Sleet and Elektra, they're... Well, they're young. Ten years old. That's just not old enough to be alone..."
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