Francesca wandered through a dark cave, somewhere in the northern mountain ranges. She was determined to get some inspiration for her dark sketches, so she pressed on. The cave was cold, long, and winding. She could see her breath in front of her face. Ice cold water dripped from the ceiling. The deeper she ventured into the cave, the more she could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. It was cold--freezing even--but there was also an eerie presence. It was frightening, but Francesca, being the odd girl that she is, was exhilarated by it.
As she peered around a corner, she was startled to see a pair of yellow and red eyes gazing at her through the darkness, with a circle of bright orbs floating beneath them. It was a Misdreavus, who snickered mischievously at her.
"You seem...different."
Intrigued, Francesca tilted her head and followed the Misdreavus deeper into the cave. The glow from its necklace led the way. The cave was getting incredibly dark, to the point where she could barely see a hand in front of her face. She was starting to lose sight of the odd Misdreavus. Determined to examine it, she kept on going.
"Have you…disappeared? Can you come back out? I won't hurt you…"
She said in an awkward, but gentle voice. She was truthful: she truly meant the creature no harm.
Eventually as she got deeper and deeper into the cave, she had to stop, as there was a deep ravine right in front of her feet, and she nearly fell in.
"Hm. I guess…I'd better go back now."
Just as she turned around, she was face-to-face with a grinning Misdreavus. It smirked, and began to shriek loudly. The suddenness with which the Misdreavus let out its scream startled her. She flinched, and began to fall. Before she knew it, she lost her footing and fell into the gorge. At that moment, thankfully, the Xatu that her mom loaned her made its way out of its Pokeball and teleported Francesca to safety. Before she knew it, she was out of the cave, just outside the entrance. Her heart still racing, she turned and embraced the Xatu who saved her.
"You…saved me. I almost…"
She couldn't finish the sentence without breaking into tears and hugging Xatu again. It was odd though. Misdreavus are known to be pranksters, but it's unheard of for them to play such vicious, dangerous pranks.
"Could that have been a…"
The thought crossed her mind. Could this have been one of those Delta types that she heard about? Intrigued, she was determined to return to the cave and meet the Pokemon again and one day capture it. But this time, she would come prepared.
Name: Francesca
Trainer Class: Elite Four's Dark Type trainer
Pokémon:
Additional Details: Francesca is a member of the Auria Elite Four, as well as a talented sketch artist. She's a quiet girl, and doesn't talk much. Her responses tend to be incredibly brief and matter of fact--she only says what is necessary, and says it in as few words as possible. She is often seen wrapped in several scarves and multiple layers of clothing. Underneath it all, she has long black hair and a pale skin. Her closest friend is her Mismagius, a Delta Pokemon which she met in an incident during her childhood while she was exploring a cave.
