(Well, here is the sequel to Runaway, if you haven't read that, then please do so so you know what's going on ^^)
Prologue
Silence; it seemed as though it would drag on forever with the darkness. But alas, The Almighty was not ready for me yet.
Complete darkness, silence, serenity. One might describe those as words of death, though no one is quite sure, it is assumed to be that way. Many want to live forever, some even have fears of dying, there are only a select few who would graciously take death as an offering or something to look forward to. The people whose lives couldn't get any worse, and were wanting to embrace it all, though their lives had not been fully lived yet. They would jump from great heights, drown, overdose..All in which were suicidal attempts for a hope to a better life. A life without pain, a life without worry, a life with which to them was far better then their current.
Immortality, when a being lives forever in time, never aging. There had been researchers, who would devote their lives to finding such a thing, but nothing was found. In books, movies, as well as fairy tales, there are creatures who can live forever, with special abilities. Though that wasn't proven as well. Cavemen, the ones who started it all as the human race leap frogged through time, slowly developing. Though it was millions of years ago and an ice age, there had been Cavemen found frozen in ice. Though they were dead, the question came up to scientists if it was possible for human beings to be frozen alive and brought back later in time. Many tried, and failed in their attempts, costing their precious lives. There had only been a select few that had lived through the freezing. Blaire Reinhardt was one of them.
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"Slowly....slowly..Ridic! Be careful with her, you don't know how fragile her body could be!" said a female voice filled with excitement yet worry as well. There was a soft thud, as well as footsteps around her.
"Scarlett, she's fine. She probably can't even move anyways.." Came another voice, male, right next to the female. He seemed to sound a little annoyed, though she wasn't sure.
"Y'know I'm going to be really afraid when she wakes up, right? I don't want her killing me...I read about her in history a couple years ago..she's dangerous, Ridic." The female again. Someone shifted their weight, most likely the girl.
The male laughed. "Yeah, okay." another shift of weight, a couple footsteps. "Please, I can take her. I'll show her a lesson with Charizard if she even tries anything."
The girl sighed. "Ridic, your Charizard just evolved. It's cocky to say the least and hard to look after when its always flying all over the place. Besides, we're going to handle this calmly when she does wake up, not push it."
A chuckle from the male. " Hey, not my fault it likes to fly, you would to if you grew wings out of nowhere. Besides, I wouldn't be surprised if she could hear us now anyways. I'm pretty sure she has been able to hear us for a while now, its just her body."
A short gasp from the girl, a poke on Blaire's body. "Oh God..your right..it's only a matter of time now, quick get me her Sneasel and Houndoom..it will probably comfort her when she wakes up."
Another sarcastic remark from the male, who chuckled afterwards. "Yeah, okay. Blaire Reinhardt, comforted. Yeah, right."
Blaires eyes blinked slowly into a bright light over her. She was on something soft and comfortable, and though she could not move her body all the way yet, her best guess was a bed. The air had a sweet scent of cinnamon mixed in with the fire burning in the fireplace. It tasted wonderful in her mouth, like she wanted to eat the scent itself. She groaned and slowly sat up rubbing her head as if to jog her memory. Scanning her eyes around the home she found two figures sitting on a nearby black leather sofa. Well, at least they had good taste.
There was a male and a female, the male being more relaxed then the female, who was clutching two Pokeballs. The female who was clinging to the males arm, had a shocked expression on her features. She had blonde hair that fell a little past her shoulders and hazel eyes, though they were darker then Blaires. Her skin was slightly tan and she wore a black, grey, and white fuzzy beanie, along with a matching scarf. To match, she had black skinny jeans and a white t shirt with different designs on it. On her feet were black shoes, and Blaire could make out some sort of necklace around her neck. Why was she so...tan? Was that even normal, or did she spend all day out in the sun?
The male on the other hand, looked completely at ease, and good looking to say the least. He was laid back on the sofa, feet on a glass table. His hair looked like a mixture of dark gold and light brown, at least in this lighting. His eyes were breath taking, with green and light blue mixed together to make the perfect shade, matching his hair. His beauty reminded her of someone, but she couldn't put her finger on it yet. On the other hand, he wore a black hoodie, along with black shoes and pants. His shirt was red and black as well, and it seemed to fit with the rest of his outfit. What was with them and their love of black, anyways? Well, then again, she was wearing black too. The male cleared his throat and looked at the female out of the corner of his eye, a small smile on his face. Ah, so they were together. Lovely. Blaire smirked. Both of them got off the couch and stood up, walking over to Blaire. When they were a safe distance away the female let go of the males arm, and held the Pokeballs out in front of her.
"Blaire....these are yours.." she spoke slowly, taking another step forward. Blaire stretched then finally got off the bed and walked to the female, eyeing her.
"Mine?" Her voice came out faintly, she cleared her throat, and tried to swallow a few times. She spoke again, her voice coming out clearer, back to normal.
"What do you mean, mine? I don't own any Pokemon...besides, the ones I had ran away and most likely died."
The female tilted her head to the side, confused. She looked down at the two Pokeballs she held in her hand, then back up at Blaire.
"You had a Sneasel, Houndoom, and Tyranitar...the Tyranitar should still be in your left pocket.." she said reassuringly, then pointed to Blaires left pocket.
Blaire eyed her again, and it was her this time who titled her head to the side.
"How did you know that? Who are you people..." Blaire looked at them both quickly. The male stepped forward, and came next to the female, he looked at her, and smiled a little.
"You forgot to tell her..or would you rather have me tell her?" He said smirking a little. The female shook her head, then sighed.
"I'll tell her..." Blaire raised an eyebrow as the female continued. " Blaire...this isn't 2008 anymore..." The female trailed off, Blaire blinked a few times.
"Go on..."
The male left the females side, and entered another room, the female continued. "You were assumed to be...dead many years ago. The journey you did, everything you destroyed, all the lives..it's written in history, Blaire. Your in a history book."
Blaire absorbed it all slowly. Wasn't she just...sleeping, in the snow? That night seemed not so long ago, though it was not clear in her mind. Everytime she tried thinking about it, the thought only seemed to get shorter and shorter. So she had died? Was this some sort of hell? Great, God hated her, lovely. Though as curious as she was, the thought bothered her. Well, at least she was famous. Now dead famous people was one thing, but a dead famous person coming back to life that was awesome. The male walked back into the room with a large book in his hands, already opened to a chapter in the book. He handed it slowly to the female, who held it in both of her hands. The female glanced down at the book, then took another step closer to Blaire, cautioning her with her eyes.
"Blaire, you were frozen alive very deep in the snow...no one knows how you survived." She pointed to a picture of a map before Snowpoint. "You were assumed dead November 23rd, 2008. The police thought you died in the blizzard, so they had broadcasted it all over the world. Even as far as Kanto, thats how much people were afraid of you.."
Blaire reached for the book in the females hands, and she let go of it slowly. Blaire examined the book, the texture of it, how it was made. It surely did not look like any of the books she had ever seen before, but rather, more environmental. Throughout the chapter, it was filled with pictures and stories. Having more pictures then stories, she examined those the most. There were pictures of the burnt down Eterna city, the old man she had threatened, the flower shop in Floaroma, and alot of other pictures she really didn't care about. The ones that stuck in her mind however was the one of the little boy and the parents who were interviewers. She laughed and pointed to the picture of the bloody family against the tree, covered in leaves.
"Now that, was fun..seriously. You have to try that sometime..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at both of them, who were staring at her.
"..What year did you say it was again.." Blaire spoke slowly to the both of them. The male spoke this time.
"It's the year 2050 Blaire...your supposed to be fifty seven...yet here you are, fifteen.."
Blaire looked down at the picture of the boy again, and slowly grinned.
"Making the boy in this picture...in the late forties?" She said looking up at both of them, who slowly nodded.
"Well then, its settled. I'm going to pay my ‘friend' a visit, and both of you are taking me there. Though I'm not sure if I'm alive or not..or if this is Hell on Earth.. Who cares. Now where's my damn Sneasel and Houndoom? Come on now, give them to me, good job." She said snatching the Pokeballs out of the females hand, and placed them back in her left pocket. She then pointed to both of them.
"You and you. What are your names."
The male introduced both of them. "I'm Ridic, and this is Scarlett. We're the ones that dug you up, and thawed you out. Though it took a long time.." he trailed on, then reached for a Pokeball in his pocket then enlarged it. Scarlett rolled her eyes.
"Please, for the love of God, don't send out Charizard, it will burn a hole in the roof like last time, Ridic."
Ridic chuckled. "Fine, I'll let it out outside, jeez. Come on Blaire."
As Ridic took Scarlett's hand and walked out front, Blaire rolled her eyes. The nerve of these people ordering her around. They were lucky they weren't dead yet, let alone seriously injured. Although, they could come in handy for the future, maybe they could even pose as slaves for her. She grinned, then followed them out front.
Prologue
Silence; it seemed as though it would drag on forever with the darkness. But alas, The Almighty was not ready for me yet.
Complete darkness, silence, serenity. One might describe those as words of death, though no one is quite sure, it is assumed to be that way. Many want to live forever, some even have fears of dying, there are only a select few who would graciously take death as an offering or something to look forward to. The people whose lives couldn't get any worse, and were wanting to embrace it all, though their lives had not been fully lived yet. They would jump from great heights, drown, overdose..All in which were suicidal attempts for a hope to a better life. A life without pain, a life without worry, a life with which to them was far better then their current.
Immortality, when a being lives forever in time, never aging. There had been researchers, who would devote their lives to finding such a thing, but nothing was found. In books, movies, as well as fairy tales, there are creatures who can live forever, with special abilities. Though that wasn't proven as well. Cavemen, the ones who started it all as the human race leap frogged through time, slowly developing. Though it was millions of years ago and an ice age, there had been Cavemen found frozen in ice. Though they were dead, the question came up to scientists if it was possible for human beings to be frozen alive and brought back later in time. Many tried, and failed in their attempts, costing their precious lives. There had only been a select few that had lived through the freezing. Blaire Reinhardt was one of them.
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"Slowly....slowly..Ridic! Be careful with her, you don't know how fragile her body could be!" said a female voice filled with excitement yet worry as well. There was a soft thud, as well as footsteps around her.
"Scarlett, she's fine. She probably can't even move anyways.." Came another voice, male, right next to the female. He seemed to sound a little annoyed, though she wasn't sure.
"Y'know I'm going to be really afraid when she wakes up, right? I don't want her killing me...I read about her in history a couple years ago..she's dangerous, Ridic." The female again. Someone shifted their weight, most likely the girl.
The male laughed. "Yeah, okay." another shift of weight, a couple footsteps. "Please, I can take her. I'll show her a lesson with Charizard if she even tries anything."
The girl sighed. "Ridic, your Charizard just evolved. It's cocky to say the least and hard to look after when its always flying all over the place. Besides, we're going to handle this calmly when she does wake up, not push it."
A chuckle from the male. " Hey, not my fault it likes to fly, you would to if you grew wings out of nowhere. Besides, I wouldn't be surprised if she could hear us now anyways. I'm pretty sure she has been able to hear us for a while now, its just her body."
A short gasp from the girl, a poke on Blaire's body. "Oh God..your right..it's only a matter of time now, quick get me her Sneasel and Houndoom..it will probably comfort her when she wakes up."
Another sarcastic remark from the male, who chuckled afterwards. "Yeah, okay. Blaire Reinhardt, comforted. Yeah, right."
Blaires eyes blinked slowly into a bright light over her. She was on something soft and comfortable, and though she could not move her body all the way yet, her best guess was a bed. The air had a sweet scent of cinnamon mixed in with the fire burning in the fireplace. It tasted wonderful in her mouth, like she wanted to eat the scent itself. She groaned and slowly sat up rubbing her head as if to jog her memory. Scanning her eyes around the home she found two figures sitting on a nearby black leather sofa. Well, at least they had good taste.
There was a male and a female, the male being more relaxed then the female, who was clutching two Pokeballs. The female who was clinging to the males arm, had a shocked expression on her features. She had blonde hair that fell a little past her shoulders and hazel eyes, though they were darker then Blaires. Her skin was slightly tan and she wore a black, grey, and white fuzzy beanie, along with a matching scarf. To match, she had black skinny jeans and a white t shirt with different designs on it. On her feet were black shoes, and Blaire could make out some sort of necklace around her neck. Why was she so...tan? Was that even normal, or did she spend all day out in the sun?
The male on the other hand, looked completely at ease, and good looking to say the least. He was laid back on the sofa, feet on a glass table. His hair looked like a mixture of dark gold and light brown, at least in this lighting. His eyes were breath taking, with green and light blue mixed together to make the perfect shade, matching his hair. His beauty reminded her of someone, but she couldn't put her finger on it yet. On the other hand, he wore a black hoodie, along with black shoes and pants. His shirt was red and black as well, and it seemed to fit with the rest of his outfit. What was with them and their love of black, anyways? Well, then again, she was wearing black too. The male cleared his throat and looked at the female out of the corner of his eye, a small smile on his face. Ah, so they were together. Lovely. Blaire smirked. Both of them got off the couch and stood up, walking over to Blaire. When they were a safe distance away the female let go of the males arm, and held the Pokeballs out in front of her.
"Blaire....these are yours.." she spoke slowly, taking another step forward. Blaire stretched then finally got off the bed and walked to the female, eyeing her.
"Mine?" Her voice came out faintly, she cleared her throat, and tried to swallow a few times. She spoke again, her voice coming out clearer, back to normal.
"What do you mean, mine? I don't own any Pokemon...besides, the ones I had ran away and most likely died."
The female tilted her head to the side, confused. She looked down at the two Pokeballs she held in her hand, then back up at Blaire.
"You had a Sneasel, Houndoom, and Tyranitar...the Tyranitar should still be in your left pocket.." she said reassuringly, then pointed to Blaires left pocket.
Blaire eyed her again, and it was her this time who titled her head to the side.
"How did you know that? Who are you people..." Blaire looked at them both quickly. The male stepped forward, and came next to the female, he looked at her, and smiled a little.
"You forgot to tell her..or would you rather have me tell her?" He said smirking a little. The female shook her head, then sighed.
"I'll tell her..." Blaire raised an eyebrow as the female continued. " Blaire...this isn't 2008 anymore..." The female trailed off, Blaire blinked a few times.
"Go on..."
The male left the females side, and entered another room, the female continued. "You were assumed to be...dead many years ago. The journey you did, everything you destroyed, all the lives..it's written in history, Blaire. Your in a history book."
Blaire absorbed it all slowly. Wasn't she just...sleeping, in the snow? That night seemed not so long ago, though it was not clear in her mind. Everytime she tried thinking about it, the thought only seemed to get shorter and shorter. So she had died? Was this some sort of hell? Great, God hated her, lovely. Though as curious as she was, the thought bothered her. Well, at least she was famous. Now dead famous people was one thing, but a dead famous person coming back to life that was awesome. The male walked back into the room with a large book in his hands, already opened to a chapter in the book. He handed it slowly to the female, who held it in both of her hands. The female glanced down at the book, then took another step closer to Blaire, cautioning her with her eyes.
"Blaire, you were frozen alive very deep in the snow...no one knows how you survived." She pointed to a picture of a map before Snowpoint. "You were assumed dead November 23rd, 2008. The police thought you died in the blizzard, so they had broadcasted it all over the world. Even as far as Kanto, thats how much people were afraid of you.."
Blaire reached for the book in the females hands, and she let go of it slowly. Blaire examined the book, the texture of it, how it was made. It surely did not look like any of the books she had ever seen before, but rather, more environmental. Throughout the chapter, it was filled with pictures and stories. Having more pictures then stories, she examined those the most. There were pictures of the burnt down Eterna city, the old man she had threatened, the flower shop in Floaroma, and alot of other pictures she really didn't care about. The ones that stuck in her mind however was the one of the little boy and the parents who were interviewers. She laughed and pointed to the picture of the bloody family against the tree, covered in leaves.
"Now that, was fun..seriously. You have to try that sometime..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at both of them, who were staring at her.
"..What year did you say it was again.." Blaire spoke slowly to the both of them. The male spoke this time.
"It's the year 2050 Blaire...your supposed to be fifty seven...yet here you are, fifteen.."
Blaire looked down at the picture of the boy again, and slowly grinned.
"Making the boy in this picture...in the late forties?" She said looking up at both of them, who slowly nodded.
"Well then, its settled. I'm going to pay my ‘friend' a visit, and both of you are taking me there. Though I'm not sure if I'm alive or not..or if this is Hell on Earth.. Who cares. Now where's my damn Sneasel and Houndoom? Come on now, give them to me, good job." She said snatching the Pokeballs out of the females hand, and placed them back in her left pocket. She then pointed to both of them.
"You and you. What are your names."
The male introduced both of them. "I'm Ridic, and this is Scarlett. We're the ones that dug you up, and thawed you out. Though it took a long time.." he trailed on, then reached for a Pokeball in his pocket then enlarged it. Scarlett rolled her eyes.
"Please, for the love of God, don't send out Charizard, it will burn a hole in the roof like last time, Ridic."
Ridic chuckled. "Fine, I'll let it out outside, jeez. Come on Blaire."
As Ridic took Scarlett's hand and walked out front, Blaire rolled her eyes. The nerve of these people ordering her around. They were lucky they weren't dead yet, let alone seriously injured. Although, they could come in handy for the future, maybe they could even pose as slaves for her. She grinned, then followed them out front.
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Keep it up Dani!