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Imelda stood there, emotionless. She started shaking violently as she tried to fight whatever was controlling her. Her eyes changed back and forth from green to the dull purple. The Litwick tried using moves on herself. She used hex, smog, and every other move she could use, to try and either...
“Litwick lit.” She responded, showing very little emotion. Her movements were stiff, almost like she was being controlled. Imelda stared at him for a moment, the same way a predator might stalk its prey. She used nightshade, but it was very weak.
Imelda followed him to the center and looked around. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something that looked like a mushroom. Curious, she walked over to it. The Litwick discovered that is was a Morelull. Her eyes widened as she started backing away, but it was too late. The Morelull sprayed...
“M-many things people would do to pokemon for fame and money are sickening.” She said as she sat down next to him, trying to figure out what was going on with her. “Congrats on evolving.” She said as she smiled a little.
She nodded shakily, still trying to hide whatever was happening to her. Her flame wouldn’t stop changing size, almost like it was feeling the same was the pokemon it was attached to. “Y-you ok?” Imelda fidgeted involuntarily as she asked.
She nodded warily, feeling a new sense of hollowness. She realized that feeling all that energy near her impacted her. She now knew what she could have if she became like a parasite. If she behaved like Litwick were supposed to. And now that she knew what that felt like, her body was reacting to...
Imelda shook violently, still trying not to take the life energy. Her flame kept growing and shrinking, sensing the nearby supply of life energy. “Y-yeah l-ets-s g-go.” The Litwick breathed heavily as she forced herself to turn and stumble towards the window she used to get inside.
Imelda quickly ran towards the lever. She looked around, trying desperately not to panic. The Litwick stopped and gazed at the jar of what she sensed was life energy, the very thing Litwick’s suck from humans. Imelda felt a craving to take the energy. She shook violently as she forced herself to...
Imelda gasped loudly before quickly covering her mouth. Now wasn’t the time to get lightheaded, like she was getting. She had to shut down that machine thing. But how? The Litwick stayed against the wall, trying to think of a plan without giving away that she was there.
She looked over and saw something written in the dirt. “Lysandyre labs?” Imelda paced anxiously. “So they took him to a lab. Just great.” She looked around. “How the heck am I supposed to know where that is?” Great job, idiot. You just had to go to sleep. Imelda shook her head to clear the...
Imelda yawned and groggily opened her eyes after hearing someone leave. She looked around and saw that Aster wasn’t there. That’s odd... She thought as she stood up. She walked outside. “Aster?” Imelda felt an anxiety knowing who was after him might have been the cause of his disappearance...
Imelda followed him and sighed, seeing that he was asleep. She date one of the berries she had ‘borrowed’ and sat down in the corner. She yawned and fell asleep while sitting up. She mumbled something indistinguishable in her sleep and her flame flickered in fear.
Imelda nodded before standing up. She walked over to the house and peered inside, a little hesitant to go inside an abandoned house. She sighed and nervously walked inside, praying to Arceus that there wasn’t anything crazy inside.
Imelda sighed in relief. “Thank Arceus you’re ok.” She got an oran berry and handed to him. “Eat. That’s probably why you passed out, besides all the running and exhaustion.” She smiled at him warily.
Imelda’s eyes widened and she stopped next to him. “Aster? Aster?!” She breathed heavily from running and felt his pulse. “Well, your not dead, so that’s good.” She sat down next to him and looked back, not seeing the men. “I think we should be good for now.” Imelda put the berries next to her...
She stared at him, kinda confused, but understood the urgency. “Ok then, where do ya wanna run to?” She asked as she stood up. Her flame flickered in confusion as she tried to figure out who ‘they’ was.
Imelda watched him silently, assuming the end of the sentence. Amazing how people always thought it was a good idea to leave kids in the middle of no where, starting at age ten. She didn’t have guts to follow him, since she assumed he wasn’t coming back. That was her automatic instinct. She sat...
She walked around until she found a store. Imelda walked in and looked around. She ‘borrowed’ some food from the knocked out store manager. When she finished pillaging, she only had a some berries, due to not being able to carry much, because her arms were currently very short. Imelda felt a...
Imelda observed the two of them silently. She watched the reflection of her green and purple flame as it flickered. Of all the things to stay the same, it had to be her eye color. Granted, she liked green the color, it was just hard to go unnoticed when you’re eyes were a piercing green. Imelda...
Imelda snapped out of her thought and looked over at him. “I was going to go play my violin, to get some money to...” her voice trailed off, before she continued. “To buy lunch.” She smiled a little at Aster. “How about you?”
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