OOC: FINALLY! After many, many, many deletions on this chapters part. I finally have it done. Though, only like..2,500 words or something like that. Man, me is tired after writing so much so many times :D
Chapter 3 - continued
Cheyenne saw the three eggs. She observed them and watch them for a second, trying to identify hers. As soon as her eyes landed on one of them, the image from her camera popped into her head, and she knew it was hers. Caterpie jumped out of her arms, rushing quickly to the egg. When it did that, she giggled, watching as Caterpie cuddled the egg. She shook her head and walked towards the egg.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Valentine had yet to move towards their eggs. She found this slightly odd, but at the same time, it didn't mean much. So she just shook it off and stepped closer to the egg and the Caterpie. She stopped directly in front of them, shaking her head at the small Pokemon.
Picking up the egg and Caterpie, she cradled both of them in her arms. She had lost this egg once already, and she had no intention of doing so again. She smiled at Caterpie, and used one hand to pat its head.
"Next time, pay closer attention." she mumbled to the small creature, giggling softly.
In response, Caterpie stopped rubbing the egg, and shifted its eyes up to Cheyenne. She titled her head to the side, patting its head again. The Caterpie wiggled out of her grasp, nudging the egg. Cheyenne gasped when the egg was pushed out of her arms, and she quickly leaned down, hoping to catch it before it hit the ground. This only caused her to land on the ground, Caterpie being thrown to the side. The egg wound up landing in her lap, causing Cheyenne to let out a long sigh.
She rubbed her hand across the egg, checking for any damage that may have been done to it. When she noticed a small crack on it, she furrowed her brow and rubbed a finger across the crack. She hoped this hadn't harmed the Pokemon inside the egg in anyway. As she rubbed the crack, and found that her finger was going farther up the egg, which meant the crack was going farther up the egg.
"What the...hell?" she asked, turning the egg around, watching as the crack went farther up and around the egg.
She followed the crack with both her finger and her eyes. As she traced it, the crack finally stopped when it met back up with the spot in which the crack originated. She felt the egg shake lightly, and she removed her finger from the crack. She eyed it curiously, eyes widening as the egg began to open up.
Cheyenne sent a glance to Jae and Valentine, pointing to her egg. "Um..something's happening to my..." her voice trailed off, seeing that both of their eggs were doing similar actions.
She slowly turned her eyes back to her egg. She watched as the top of the egg bobbed up, or tried to anyway. She smiled lightly at this, seeing the egg repeat this action several times. As it seemed to have some troubles, Cheyenne put had hand on the top of the egg, gently lifting up on it. When she did this, something pulled the top right back on, and she laughed. Whatever Pokemon was in there, didn't seem to want out.
Or maybe it's just shy... she thought, and lifted the top up again, this time pulling it away so the creature couldn't reach it.
Two little paws reached out against the edge of the egg. She waited and watched as little red eyes came and peered out of the darkness of the egg. As its paws pressed harder against the side of the egg, a little body began pushing out of the top. It poked its head out, and she giggled at its floppy, black ears. It sniffed the air, scanning the area. Then, it turned its eyes to her, looking her up and down.
She reached her hand over to pet its head, but her hand was smacked away by one of its small paws. It glared at her, then glanced around, pushing itself out of the egg. She crossed her arms and leaned back a little, spreading her legs, giving the small Pokemon enough room for itself.
"Well you're a feisty little guy." she mumbled. "And you're so...blue."
As she Pokemon pushed itself fully out of the egg, she watched as the egg shattered beneath it, causing the small blue creature to land on its bottom. She scoffed and smirked at it. Served it right. It send another glare in her direction, crossing its arms in front of her.
Cheyenne just rolled her eyes and leaned her head back, seeing that both Jae and Valentine's eggs had hatched as well. She did recognize both of their Pokemon, which bothered her in the fact that she had no recollection of what the name of her's was. Both of the other two ranchers seemed rather happy with their little hatchlings, which caused her to smile.
She pulled her eyes back to the creature sitting in front of her. She let her hands rest on the ground beside her, leaning forward slightly towards the creature. She cracked a small smile when the small Pokemon mirrored her actions. She lifted one hand in the air, waving one of her fingers around. The little blue Pokemon did the same, still sending her a glare.
He's just...a baby. He doesn't know what's going on. He's curious...
Cheyenne just shook her head and closed her eyes, leaning her head back again. She had one odd little Pokemon on her hands. It was bugging her that she couldn't remember the dang things name...but she would sooner or later. She didn't go through all that school for nothing.
She lifted a hand to fondle with the camera around her neck, humming to a random song in her head. She wasn't sure what she was suppose to be doing, she just wanted to do something. Her little egg was safe and sound, fully hatched. That was what she was suppose to do. Retrieve it. Now what?
Letting out a sigh, she slowly opened her eyes, staring up at the green leaves scattered atop the tree above her. She squinted her eyes, noticing small, blue bits inside the green. She must have been seeing things. Blue and green were so similar, and she was just tired. She just needed some rest.
She reached a hand up to rub her eyes, trying to clear any sleep from them. She held her eyes closed for a moment, letting her eyes adjust. Before she prepared to open them again, she heard the others make some sort of noise. She just ignored it. They were outside, and they all had their Pokemon, why wouldn't they be moving around and making noise?
When Cheyenne finally did open her eyes, she jumped in surprise. Those little blue specs mixed into the green leaves now had something else added to the mix...eyes. Big, round eyes...staring straight at her.
"Guys...we've got some little friends on our hands..." she said slowly, not moving, "and the don't look...happy."
Right after her sentence, some of those blue, big eyed Pokemon began swooping down towards her. She cursed under her breath and quickly scrambled to her feet, wrapping an arm her new baby Pokemon. Whatever these things were, they were attacking the three of them, and they definitely weren't happy that they were here.
Cheyenne bit her lip and made a split second decision. She stopped running for a second, spinning around and pulling her camera up. Stupid time to take a picture, but she had to do it. She had to record the moment. And she needed time to see what the Pokemon was. Time she didn't have. So she quickly hit down on the button to take a picture. It might be blurry, but it would be enough for her memory.
As soon as she did that, she ducked down and crawled to a tree. She held her Pokemon tightly, closing her eyes, hoping that those...things wouldn't notice she was there. She could hear them. They were searching. Quickly, she pulled her camera up and turned to the photo she took. She furrowed her brow as she observed the Pokemon in the picture, analyzing it.
Zubat. She concluded, letting the camera fall back around her neck. She leaned her head back, closing her eyes again tightly. Please pass by us. Please pass by us. Please, please, oh please pass by us...
Her hands dropped her Pokemon as a loud screech shot into her ear drums. She covered her ears with her hands, gasping at the pain that shot through her head. She felt the little Pokemon she had been holding claw at her legs, obviously in pain from the noise as well.
Sitting here and getting our ears blown off isn't getting us anywhere!
She took her hands away from her ears, wincing at the pain that shot through her, scooping up her Pokemon. As she ran, her eyes remained slightly closed, due to the pain in her head. That Zubat continued screeching at her, and she continued running through the woods.
She cursed under her breath as she glanced around, trying to find her way back to the Ranch. It seemed most of the Zubats had gone after the other two, which was good for her but horrible for the others. A thought crossed her mind that she had a Pokemon with her now...but she didn't know anything about it. She might have, but her brain wasn't registering its information. Without any recall of the Pokemon, she didn't know its type, and without that, she couldn't call out an attack. Plus, it was a baby, it might not even know very many.
I am so screwed. she thought to herself, glancing back over her shoulder for a moment, judging the distance between her and the Zubats that were following her. If she couldn't run any faster, this thing was going to get her and her little baby Pokemon. Cursing again, she turned her head back around, and just as she did, she lost her footing, tripping and landing on the ground.
Cheyenne yelped in pain, feeling an aching feeling in her right leg. She bit down hard on her lip, pushing herself up, into a sitting position. She rubbed a finger across her lip, feeling the blood that was leaking out. She glanced around, seeing her little Pokemon rubbing it's head, resting against a nearby tree. The Zubats were almost at her, and she tried pushing herself so she was standing up.
She squeezed her eyes shut, reaching a hand down and wrapping it around her ankle. She cursed again, biting down hard on her lip, which only caused her more pain due to the cut that had appeared on it during the fall. She tried applying pressure to it again...no such luck. That just made her scream out in pain. Her ankle was definitely broken, or at least twisted. Either way, standing right now, wasn't an option.
Just as she closed her eyes to think, she heard the Zubats cry out. She jumped in shock, turning her head to see the Zubats. They were covered in string, seemingly having a hard time breaking free. She spun her head around, seeing her little Caterpie nuzzling up to her new Pokemon. Knowing she needed to take advantage of the situation, she managed to scramble over to her Pokemon.
"W-we gotta get out of here." she put her hand on the base of the tree, standing up. She bit down hard on her lip, ignoring that pain, focusing more on the one in her leg.
She scooped the two in her arms, and started limping back to the ranch, having to keep her hand on nearby trees to stay standing, and occasionally kept falling. Though, at some point, she had to stop momentarily, and when she did, she felt a stinging sensation in her neck. She gasped at the pain, leaning against the tree that was holding her up. She accidentally dropped the Pokemon, sending a hand to rub her neck. She glanced back, and saw that one of the Zubat had broken free.
I have a broken ankle...and a possibly poisonous pain in my neck...oh lorshy I need help!
Just as she was prepared to panic, she felt the Zubat nearing her, and she shouted, "Help!"
Just then, Caterpie shot out more string, wrapping around the Zubat's wings, causing it to fall to the ground. Once it did that, the small bug began tackling it, much to the bat's protest. Cheyenne heard that Pokemon whimper as the bug tackled and whacked at the Pokemon, and she suddenly began to feel bad.
She reached her hand out. "S-stop! Caterpie." she called, "Stop."
The Caterpie send her a weird look, but just continued attacking the Zubat. Cheyenne sighed, feeling sorry for the poor Pokemon. She felt a nudge on her hand and looked over at her Pokemon. It had its arms crossed and inclined its head towards the Zubat.
"C-can you do something little guy?" she asked.
The small, blue and black Pokemon nodded. She watched with curious eyes as her Pokemon walked over to the Caterpie. Once it stopped behind the other Pokemon, it tapped on its shoulder, making it turn around. Cheyenne began laughing when she saw her Pokemon slap the Caterpie. That was...unusual. Perhaps her Pokemon didn't know any attacks yet...so it used a natural ability.
"A-alright you two! C'mon, we need to get out of here." she said.
Both her Pokemon and the Caterpie walked over to her. She saw the Caterpie lean over her ankle, and furrowed her brow in curiosity. She felt a small tug on her ankle and winced. The Caterpie pulled away after a minute, and she smiled.
"Hu? A string bandage." she giggled. "Well, you're a creative bunch." she said, standing up. The pain in her ankle hadn't ceased, but she needed to get back to the Ranch. So she didn't have much of a choice but to walk. "Let's go you two."
Suddenly, something hit her. Information. She squealed with joy. Riolu. That's what that thing is! A Riolu.
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Cheyenne sighed, leaning against the side of the middle building. She had finally made it back to the Ranch, and she was beyond exhausted. It wasn't the running from the Pokemon itself that hurt her. It was walking all that way back, with her ankle the way it was.
She managed to limp her way inside, still wincing. Her ankle might stop hurting once she rested it. But for now, the constant walking on it, was causing her a lot of pain. She looked around once inside, her eyes falling on a familiar face.
Jae. The girl that was with Valentine.
She saw some blood on her, and this made her wince as well. Here she was, complaining about her injured ankle and the aching in her neck, when something worse could have happened to this girl. Though she kind of figured that this girl could take care of herself, and she had no reason to worry.
Her head turned, hearing someone else enter. It was Valentine.
Well, at least they both made it okay...
He had more blood on him than Jae, and she began to worry about the two of them. They both seemed more mad than hurt. For what reason, she had no idea.
Letting out another sigh, she leaned against the door frame, lifting her foot of the ground. It felt good to relieve the pressure. And she was so tired. She just wanted to sleep. She leaned her head against the wall, closing her eyes.
