The human was slowly walking towards a forest with Larvitar following him. The warm afternoon breeze was fondling his face. The last sunlight for the day was gradually fading. The sky was a fantastic blue colour which stood as if underlined by the fading sunrays. Although the human was not in a very bright mood he could not resist to point out the beauty of this world.
"Do you see the world around you Larvitar? It's so magnificent, the sky," he said smiling. The pokemon felt the mood of his master and happily squeaked in agreement.
"Well," thought the human, "there isn't any other world that you know of" he pointed out to himself bitterly.
As the sounds of nature were growing more and more quiet, the forest was approaching and with it came the cold shadow of the oldest trees the human had ever seen. The forest was old, very old. By the look of the face of the pokemon, the human could tell that there were other pokemon inside. He hesitated for a moment and then stepped under the shadow.
A sudden cry of help startled him; he almost tripped over from surprise and bewilderment. Not knowing what to do he recovered from the stress and carefully started walking in the direction of the voice.
He walked for some time and when he did not hear another cry, he started running urging Larvitar to follow. The pokemon, however, seemed not to need an urge. It was moving confidently and this time the human followed. He sincerely hoped that this wouldn't be some kind of trap and he let the pokemon lead the way.
The ground was soft and wet, not suitable for running at all but the Larvitar seemed to know it's way around perfectly, following it's basic instincts.
Suddenly a spot of emerged from nowhere just behind the gigantic trees. After seeing the light behind the thick fence of trees the human accelerated and jumped in the open space just to discover a startling situation.
Seeing the meadow that revealed itself from behind the trees was a not what startled him. The things that mattered in this case were the events going on. A quick glance brought everything to light.
A girl and a creature were standing almost in the middle of the meadow. Towards them was advancing a black dog with red fiery stripes on the back and evil look in its eyes. Two horns on the head of the horrible dog made it look as if it had come straight from a nightmare. The black dog growled and advanced slowly towards the girl and the slowpoke. The girl was in a tough situation. She badly needed help.
Every movement of the beast implied confidence and power. It knew that it's next victim would be lying on the grass in a short time.
The human stared unbelieving in the picture in front of him. It was not possible for the girl to escape anywhere and he knew that perfectly well.
His heart was pumping fast and he started sweating not knowing what to do.
In the same moment from the other edge of the forest appeared a figure of another girl followed by yet another creature.
Right beside the girl rushed a boy with his own pokemon. The human immediately recognized a Milotic and a Bulbasaur.
At the other end of the meadow a tree started shaking violently and he thought that there is probably another trainer coming to help.
Seeing all that happening as if the time had slowed down during the events, the human calmed down a little. He knew that now they were going to give the dog a hard time.
Finally deciding that it's time to do something, he shouted at the girl to climb the closest tree. In the same time, not even hearing what the human was yelling, the girl tried to edge past the Houndoom. It growled loud and sharp, making a step in her direction, but in the same time the human saw that it was attracted by the yell. The Milotic of the other girl slithered fast next to the potential victim, and took defensive position.
Hesitating, the dog turned its glare first upon the girl, then towards the Milotic, and last it stared at the human.
Those eyes ... they penetrated even the very soul of the creature, they ate every emotion they found... and they particularly liked fear...
Only one wild pokemon could radiate so much hatred from its glare - a Houndoom.
"Beware," the human warned them with weak voice," because if you're burned by the flames of a Houndoom, the pain would never go away."
All of a sudden, behind the human, a sharp screech echoed throughout the meadow, making the birds fly in panic from the trees. The Larvitar, who until now had been standing in the shadow of the forest, made a little step forward and lowered it's head towards the Houndoom. It looked up towards the human, and stared him with eyes wanting permission. It was planning to attack.
