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”Lapras!” The Pokemon had took a sharp turn down the wrong river, the transport Pokemon she was using taking them down the rough current that roared in her ears as they began to move faster down the water. “Ahh!” There was a waterfall that churned and foamed as the fast-moving water had led them right for it, and after that was a blur. Soon, they were led down the waterfall, and then black overtook the vision of the trainer.
She woke up with a shock, her breathing heavy and soon slowed as she realized she was dry, and there was nothing to worry about. Closing her eyes, she quickly opened them sharply again to think. ‘Wait, who am I, and who is going to be worried about my whereabouts?” She was quickly frustrated and got extremely worried about her own wellbeing, so much that she didn’t notice the weight on her arm.
“What is that?” She said out-loud, only to be surprised by a raspy voice that doesn’t seem like it was used in a decade. She studied the egg, and decided to carry it, only to be shocked by it moving a little. The egg was white with a little bit of fluff, with a dark grey boomerang-like mark in the middle and a red color on both sides of the egg. She furrowed a brow, and sighed with frustration at the egg.
“I hate this!” She yelled, stomping on the ground. Picking up the egg, she stood up to study her surroundings. ‘It looks so.. dead.. and barren. That reminds me, I need a nickname. Uhh, Sydney will do..’ She decided, shrugging and putting her hands into her pockets. Sydney felt a box, and pulling it out, she found some matches. Opening the box, it didn’t look like it was used at all, maybe once or twice. Sydney sighed, slipping it in her back pocket. “Let’s hit the road and maybe find something about this, alright?” Sydney said to the egg, and began walking in the never-ending field of dead flowers.
”Lapras!” The Pokemon had took a sharp turn down the wrong river, the transport Pokemon she was using taking them down the rough current that roared in her ears as they began to move faster down the water. “Ahh!” There was a waterfall that churned and foamed as the fast-moving water had led them right for it, and after that was a blur. Soon, they were led down the waterfall, and then black overtook the vision of the trainer.
She woke up with a shock, her breathing heavy and soon slowed as she realized she was dry, and there was nothing to worry about. Closing her eyes, she quickly opened them sharply again to think. ‘Wait, who am I, and who is going to be worried about my whereabouts?” She was quickly frustrated and got extremely worried about her own wellbeing, so much that she didn’t notice the weight on her arm.
“What is that?” She said out-loud, only to be surprised by a raspy voice that doesn’t seem like it was used in a decade. She studied the egg, and decided to carry it, only to be shocked by it moving a little. The egg was white with a little bit of fluff, with a dark grey boomerang-like mark in the middle and a red color on both sides of the egg. She furrowed a brow, and sighed with frustration at the egg.
“I hate this!” She yelled, stomping on the ground. Picking up the egg, she stood up to study her surroundings. ‘It looks so.. dead.. and barren. That reminds me, I need a nickname. Uhh, Sydney will do..’ She decided, shrugging and putting her hands into her pockets. Sydney felt a box, and pulling it out, she found some matches. Opening the box, it didn’t look like it was used at all, maybe once or twice. Sydney sighed, slipping it in her back pocket. “Let’s hit the road and maybe find something about this, alright?” Sydney said to the egg, and began walking in the never-ending field of dead flowers.
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