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    The Story of Two Eevees

    The Story of Two Eevees​
    By: Bhati/Lucky​

    Overview of story: Follow the story of two young Eevees, the ones who care about them, and the ones that couldn't care less about them. They will travel from cruelty, and into the hands of a kinder race, but will the scars of the past ever heal?

    Author's Note: Well, this isn't my first fan fiction, and I hope that it isn't my last either. I really enjoy writting this story; it puts me in the Pokemon's place. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it.

    I origionally had this posted at Poke School under the username Lucky, but after I stoped visting the site often, I decided to move it somewhere else.

    I will post one chapter per post, keeps this more organized. I appericate comments, and if you didn't like something about the story, I would like to hear about it. It's part of what makes people better writters. Without any further ado, on to the first chapter.

    Also, I came up with a title, but is there any way I can edit the title of this thread in general?

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    Chapter One​

    ?Tag, you?re it!?

    Miracle tapped my back with his paw, and then jumped away, stumbling at first, but soon his feet fell into a perfect stride. It took me a minute to catch up to him, but being the fastest in my group of friends, my strides caught up to his in a small amount of time.

    ?No Tag backs,? Miracle shouted, keeping himself from becoming ?it? again.

    Upon hearing those words, I quickly swerved to the right, kicking up dirt onto Miracle?s tan coat of fur. He growled a little, but soon went back to his carefree nature. I looked around at my friends, trying to find the easiest one to tag so that I could save my energy for running from ?it?. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sunny, breathing hard from running away from ?it?. Being an easy target, I sprinted after her, quickly catching up and throwing my paw upon her back.

    ?Sunny, you?re it,? I laughed.

    Sunny sighed and dashed after Breezy because Breezy was the slowest of us all. Although Breezy was slow, she used her strength to outwit Sunny, jumping over wide logs, and running over rough terrain that caused discomfort to Sunny?s paws. Sunny decided to give up on Breezy, and quickly ran after Rocky, who wasn?t paying attention, and was quickly tagged, becoming ?it?.

    ?You?re it Rocky,? Sunny said with a gasp of air.

    Rocky looked up, but didn?t move, signaling to the rest of us that the game was over.

    ?So what do we do now,? I asked.

    Every other Eevee looked over to me, all almost mirroring my own appearance. All of them but Sunny were a tan color, with a lighter tan fur collar. Their tails were the same color as their fur collars, and they all had deep black eyes, wide with excitement. Sunny was different though. Her fur was stunning silver, and was often chased by humans, but luckily, she was fast.

    ?We could play something else,? I suggested.

    ?Like what?? asked Miracle.

    All of us looked at each other, none of us knowing something that could keep us occupied for long.

    ?Let?s play Trainers and Pokemon,? Sunny suggested.

    It was a game that we had made up when we were younger. There were two trainers, two Pokemon, and another person who did whatever role came up, which often included cashier, professor, nurse, and ref. We played it in attempt to figure out more about battles and trainers. All of us said we wanted to become a trainer?s Pokemon, but in truth, we were all scared of humans, and we played the game as if we had trainers.

    ?Ok,? we said in union.

    Sunny spoke, like usual, taking the position of the leader of the group.

    ?Ok, seeing as I came up with the idea, I think I should get to chose whos who.?

    We all moaned. Sunny always made herself be what she wanted to be, and just decided on the rest of us randomly. Sunny ignored our moans and sighs, and began to assign roles to us.

    ?Desire, you and me will be the two Pokemon. Miracle, you are Desire?s trainer, and Rocky is my trainer. Breezy can be the person who does whatever comes up. Ok, let the games begin.?

    Rocky walked up to Miracle, trying to walk like a human, but finally giving up and sticking to his own four paws.

    ?Hello Miracle. I see you have a Pokemon. What do you say to a battle?? I laughed at how unnatural the introduction was.

    ?Get ready to lose,? Miracle laughed. ?Go Desire.?

    Hearing my cue, I leaped out in front of Miracle, growling and barking at the opposing trainer. I tried to look as savage as possible, but I knew that I looked more stupid then anything.

    ?Go Sunny, my silver Eevee,? Rocky said with a more serious tone to his voice.

    Sunny also tried to look like she was strong, and trained well, but truly, she looked like she was high. She clawed and growled at the air, as if some invisible force were there.

    ?Let the battle begin!? Breezy yelled, taking on the role of a ref.

    ?Ok Desire, your faster, so we get to attack first.?

    ?No fair!? protested Rocky.

    ?It?s the rules Rocky,? Breezy said, clearing up the rules of official battle, as we knew it.

    ?So Tackle Desire.?

    I leapt towards Sunny, hoping to collide into her silver body, but instead I landed face down in the soft dirt.

    ?Here?s your chance Sunny, use Tail Whip!?

    Sunny came in for the attack, but I pushed myself off the ground, and quickly ran off, avoiding the attack.

    ?Desire!?

    All of us sighed. There was the all too familiar cry of my mother. Like usual, she decided to call me inside to eat right in the middle of our ?battle?.

    ?Aw mom, just 5 more minutes.?

    My mom looked sternly at me, her eyes telling me that she wasn?t going to back down.

    ?Well see you guys tomorrow.?

    My friends each exchanged their farewells with me before I dragged my paws into our home.
     
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    Chapter Two ​

    I dragged my feet along the dirt, lingering at my last few minutes outside with my friends. Sooner then I wanted, I would be inside with my mother, and most likely listening to her latest speech that was supposed to ?give me wisdom?.

    ?Desire don?t drag your paws, your going to get you feet all dusty, and I just cleaned up the floors. So don?t be getting them all dirty again,? lectured my mother.

    I lifted up my feet higher with each step, making sure that my paw tips would no longer scrape at the warm dirt. As I walked inside our humble home, the cool air refreshed me.

    ?Desire I need to tell you something,? my mom said.

    I sighed, What else is new? But instead of uttering my thoughts, I just spoke the usual.

    ?Ok.?

    My mom looked at me sharply for my lack of emotion. She always did this before she was about to lecture me.

    ?Desire, you must listen closely to what I say, it?s for your own good.?

    My mom had uttered those words many times, and I didn?t think much about it.

    ?Ok mom,? I replied.

    Again my mom gave me ?that look? for my lack of cooperation. She didn?t realize how boring these speeches were for me.

    ?Desire, I want to tell you about humans, and not the kind trainers, but about humans that belong to evil organizations.?

    Although my mom was trying to make this more exciting by moving her paws, and such, it was still boring as every other speech she had ever given.

    ?These humans aren?t the normal trainers. These humans are trying to use Pokemon to take over the world. They will steal you without a second thought, and take you to a lab, and experiment on you to make you stronger.?

    Now it was getting better. It didn?t sound like one of my mother?s speeches anymore. Now it was something more then just that.

    ?Why do they want Pokemon to be stronger?? I asked.

    ?Because the stronger the Pokemon, the more damage they can do, and the more chaos they can cause.?

    ?Well how can you make a Pokemon stronger then they really are?? I questioned with confusion.

    ?Well, they use machines they come up with. Most of those machines are great failures, but some actually work. It is the ones that don?t work that kill.?

    ?What do you mean mom? I mean if the ones that don?t work don?t make a Pokemon stronger, then wouldn?t the ones that work make a Pokemon stronger??

    ?Yes.?

    ?Then wouldn?t the ones that work be able to make Pokemon stronger? And wouldn?t that make the Pokemon more dangerous and able to kill??

    ?Well yes, but you see, the ones that don?t work often hurt the Pokemon they experimented with. The Pokemon often becomes ill, and die from a mysterious illness. However, unlike other trainers, the evil organizations won?t care at all about the Pokemon?s well being. They will simply let you suffer until you take your last breath.?

    Now this definitely wasn?t my mom?s usual speech. It was becoming more interesting, and almost, frightening.

    ?How can you tell good trainers from bad trainers?? I asked with intrest.

    ?The bad trainers are usually from three major evil groups. They are Team Rocket, Team Magma, and Team Aqua. Team Rocket wears a black uniform with a red ?R? on the shirt. Team Magma has red uniforms with a Black ?M? on the shirt. Team Aqua has blue uniforms with a white ?B? on the shirt. They are usually trying to hide, so just be careful out there, and stay nearby so I can see you.?

    ?Ok mom.?

    She looked down at my dirt-covered fur, and sighed.

    ?Now go take a bath.?
     
    Chapter Three ​


    ?So not all trainers are nice?? questioned Rocky.

    I had just finished explaining what my mother had told me to my friends. They had sat through the speech, but it seemed as though none of the information was getting to them. They were asking questions that I had obviously answered in my explanation.

    ?Yes Rocky, not all trainers are nice.?

    He looked at me as though I had just spoken in a foreign tongue. I sighed. None of this was getting through to any of them. They had all been so used to thinking that all humans were kind, and their minds wouldn?t process this new information.

    ?Are there a lot of these humans?? Sunny asked.

    ?I don?t know, my mom didn?t say how many there were. She just said to watch out for them.?

    All of my friends looked at me, their faces full of unasked questions and confusion.

    ?Well enough said about that, lets play hide and seek,? I suggested, sick of trying to get the concept into their heads.

    ?Ok,? they said.

    ?Who wants to be ?it??? I asked.

    ?I will,? said Breezy.

    With our positions set, we were ready to play. We watched as Breezy went over to a tree to count to 20.

    ?1???.?

    With the first number uttered, we all sprinted around in different directions, all looking for that ?perfect? hiding spot. I ran into the woods, into an area I was unfamiliar with. I paid careful attention to where I was going, so that I would be able to find my way back out if necessary.

    ?2???.3???.4???.5???.6???.7???.8???.9???.10???.11???.12???.13???.?

    I began to look for something to hide in, but was having trouble actually finding something.

    ?14???.15???.16???.17???.?

    Now I was becoming desperate to find something. I took a final glance around and saw two large rocks that were close together. In between the two was a small opening that I could squeeze into. With only a few seconds left, I dashed over to my hiding spot.

    ?18..........19???.?

    I squeezed my body into the small opening. It was hard to get into, but was much more spacious on the inside.

    ?20 Ready or not, here I come!?

    I heard Breezy?s paws push aside the dirt as she dashed around, looking for her friends. I listened to her paws and her excited screams when she found someone. My eyes began to feel heavy, and I feel asleep in my hiding spot.

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    When I awoke the world around me was dark. Realizing how long I had slept, I quickly leapt to my feet, and squeezed back through the entrance. When I managed to get out, I looked around. Now that it was dark, nothing looked familiar. I panicked, dashing about, not knowing where to go. While about my mad dash, I ran into something.

    ?Owww!?

    The voice sounded familiar to my ears, and I cried out in happiness.

    ?Miracle!? I shouted in joy.

    ?Desire?!?

    I looked at him. Although I couldn?t see his face that well in the dark, I knew that he was overjoyed to have found someone else too.

    ?So why are you here?? he asked.

    ?Breezy never found me.?

    ?Same here.?

    While he was speaking, I sensed the air around us becoming darker, as if something were looming overhead. I tried to ignore it, but it was beginning to creep me out. Before I could ask Miracle about it, a burlap bag was thrown over my body. I thrashed about, kicking, clawing, and biting at whatever I could get a hold of. I heard two deep voices while I was thrashing about.

    ?Got it??

    ?Yeah.?

    I continued to thrash about and bit at the sides of the container, hoping to break loose, but the burlap was too thick. What had I gotten myself into?
     
    Chapter Four ​

    I was thrown carelessly into the back of the thieves? car trunk, as was Miracle. I tried to speak, but my voice was muffled by the burlap bag. I continued to bite at the sides, hoping that the bag would somehow fall apart. I thrashed about until I was completely exhausted. With no more energy left, my eyelids began to close, and soon I was fast asleep.

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    I awoke from a dreamless sleep, and squinted my eyes, shielding them from the sudden change of lighting. I wished to see the surrounding area, but I couldn?t keep my eyes open long enough. I gave a slight sigh and remembered what my mother had always told me, Good things come to those who wait.

    Sure enough, with time and patience, my eyes slowly became used to the brightly lit room. I looked around as much as I could now that I was out of the burlap sack. Everything was new and frightening to me. The ceiling was painted a dull white, like a worn in pair of white sneakers. The walls were a beige color, closer to brown than they were to white. On the wall in front of whatever I was perched upon, cages were stacked sky high. Inside were Pokemon, all looking nervous, fearful, sickly thin, and tired. Some whimpered, but most didn?t even have the strength in their frail bodies to do an easy task such as that. I shuttered at the idea of the horror that these Pokemon had went through.

    My eyes began to scan the room again. On the wall to my right, a computer was on. Its screen was a bright blue, covered in white figures. I couldn?t really understand all the medical abbreviations, nor could I understand the numbers that covered the screen. From its scientific looks, I guessed that they were at least keeping track of the sickly Pokemon, even if they weren?t doing a very good job at it. I looked over to the left and saw the wall lined with cabinets. On top of the cabinets were a few blue and white pills beside a dish of water. My best guess was that someone had prepared the medication, but had forgotten to give it to the sickly Pokemon.

    I shuttered at the fact that the same could happen to me. I could become a sickly Pokemon, bruised on the outside, and fighting to stay alive on the inside. I could be fighting god only knows what disease, and the people most likely wouldn?t even notice. The thought not only made me frightened, but angry too.

    Some people say it is better to be hated than to be loved because those who fear you will never harm you, but those who love you might try to harm you for their own good. The trick was not to get people to hate you, because if you truly hate someone you don?t care what happens to you. Although I didn?t live by the principle, I knew parts of it were true, and the people who ran this joint weren?t doing a very good job at being feared, but not hated.

    ?Desire?? moaned Miracle. I looked over to see his body slowly waking up from what must have been a restless sleep.

    ?Shh?? I whispered to him, ?Just in case someone is still here. With the thought in my head, I quickly glanced around, making sure that nobody was in the small room with us.

    ?Where are we?? he whispered, making sure that he was close enough to me so that only I could hear the slight sound of his voice.

    ?At this point in time, I?m not really sure, but we will know more soon,? I informed him, knowing that what little information I possessed would not help him much.

    ?Oh my god,? he stammered when he looked over to the sickly Pokemon across the room. ?Is that what?s going to happen to us??

    ?No,? I reassured him, putting a paw over his trembling back. I tried my hardest to be brave; to be like my parents had been when I was scared. I imaged that Miracle was the one who was scared of going to school, and I was his mother, comforting him.

    ?What happened?? he asked.

    ?I don?t know,? I whispered in response. I lay my head upon Miracle?s, but quickly shot it back up when I heard dull footsteps, growing louder by the second.

    ?Are you coming Jake?? a female voice shouted.

    ?Settle down Kate, I?m coming,? a male?s voice shouted back. Both Miracle and I braced ourselves for when the duo would enter the room.
     
    Chapter Five​
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    The two people entered the room. The female, Kate, was tall with long pink hair, something that I had never seen before. She was wearing the Team Rocket outfit my mother had told me about, black with ?R? in blood red. The male, Jake, was about the same height as Kate, also with pink hair, very odd people they were. He was also wearing the Team Rocket outfit, but his was less tight than Kate?s was.

    ?So these are the two fuzzballs we captured, pretty small things. Wonder how much they are worth?? Kate questioned.

    ?Well they are Eevees, and an Eevee can fetch a pretty good price, especially a strong one,? Jake replied knowingly.

    ?Let?s see how strong they are,? Kate said with an evil edge to her voice. I didn?t like it one bit, and shuttered at the sound. It was like hearing the creepy music beginning to play at a suspenseful part of a horror movie. The two picked us up, and walked out the door, right into a large field. The grass was brown, weeds growing everywhere, and when looked upon closely, blood spots were visible in the dirt.

    They dropped our cage carelessly on the ground, obviously not caring about our well being. They kicked at some switch at the side of our cage, and the doors crashed open. I didn?t know what to do, and lay shaking in a corner. Miracle was the complete opposite. He tore out of the cage like a demon, running around, until he realized that he was trapped. He growled like I had never heard him growl before. It was low and rumbling, one that I once heard an Arcanine make before it attacked a rival. Pure hatred filled Miracle?s usually innocent eyes.

    The noise took me by surprise, but not as much as what he did next. He tore across the field, moving faster than I had ever, kicking up grass and dirt in the process. He didn?t slow his stride, and leaped onto Kate?s bare leg, clawing at it to get his grip. Kate screamed in pain, but she hadn?t experienced Miracle?s wrath yet. Miracle sank his teeth far into Kate?s skin, so far that his teeth were scraping against the bone.

    ?Get the f***ing pest off me!? Kate screamed in pain and anger.

    Jake quickly took hold of Miracle, one hand on his back, and one under his ribcage. He pulled, but Miracle refused to let go, watching the dark red blood travel down her leg and into her boot. Jake resorted to spraying pepper spray in his eyes, making him cry out, and let go of Kate. Kate stumbled backwards, and landed on her back. She quickly sat up, and covered the deep gash with her hands. When she let go, her hands were both covered in blood.

    Jake threw Miracle on the ground, and he yelped in pain. Jake didn?t stop there, no, he was far from finished. He quickly kicked Miracle, watching as he tumbled backwards. I thought I saw him smile, smile a smile that I had only seen on a murderer in a horror movie. It was unnatural, and defiantly scared me. I wanted to help my friend, but I was frozen in fear.

    ?Help,? yelped Miracle, looking me straight in the eye with his own, scared eyes. The only thing the humans heard was a bark, seeing as how they could only understand English. Jake picked up Miracle, and threw him against a rail, muttering something about him being too loud; that someone would hear him. Miracle managed to keep his mouth shut, and got up.

    ?STOP!? I screamed, losing control of everything. I had seen what had happened to Miracle, but friendship caused me to defend him. It was something truly special, something I was sure these two had never experienced in their lives. I ran over to Miracle, and stood in front of him, trying my best to protect him. ?I?m here now,? I whispered.

    ?Oh, you think you can outwit me just because there are two of you!? Jake screamed. I couldn?t understand why me coming over to Miracle sent him into such a fury. ?Well you can?t! GO ARCANINE!?

    He threw the white and red sphere to the ground, and Arcanine leapt from its home?s walls. It roared in anger, most likely caused from its owner, and stared at us with wicked eyes.

    ?That?s not all either! GO CHARIZARD!?

    He threw another Poke ball beside Arcanine, and a mighty Charizard flew out. It?s strong wings flapped in the wind as it roared like the Arcanine had.

    ?And just to make sure I win, GO HOUNDOOM!?

    He threw a final Poke ball down, and out came one of the evil organizations? favorite Pokemon, the evil Houndoom. It was a Pokemon that many trainers feared, knowing that strong evil trainers owned such Pokemon. They were little devil like dogs that spit fire at anything.

    I watched in horror as Miracle took a step forward, obviously favoring his front, right paw. It hurt me to watch my friend step into a Pokemon?s ****, a battle that he would lose, no doubt. I couldn?t let him do it alone, and I stepped forward as well, knowing that immense pain lay in my very near future.

    ?So neither of you will give up ? such a shame. I thought you two might actually be worth something, but from what I see, you?re both too ignorant for anything good to ever happen to either of you. Might as well show you the stupid ness of your actions now. All of you, Flamethrower!?

    Miracle stood there as three blazing flamethrowers were shot at us. That alone could have given me the courage to do anything in the world. I didn?t know how he did all of this so easily, so calmly. Maybe it was because he really believed what he was doing was right. Just like John Brown, a man would was calm, even the seconds before his execution because he believed in what he did in life.

    The three blasts of fire hit us at once, making both of us cry out in pain. I knew that Miracle was feeling every lick of flames more powerfully than I was. After all, he had been beaten more than me already. I couldn?t breathe, and every time I tried I inhaled a breath of scoring fire. Oh mommy, daddy, please help me ? I think I?m dying ?

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    ?Desire ? please wake up ? please please wake up ??

    I felt Miracle?s warm tear drop onto my cheek, and heard his soft sobs.

    ?Don?t cry,? I whispered, opening my eyes at the same time. I almost got sick when I saw Miracle. His face was covered in burns of various degrees, most of it swelled up. His body itself was covered in burns, scratches, and bruises. His fur was matted with dried blood, and I could see that he was holding all of his weight on three legs. I can?t even describe how he looked accurately.

    ?I?m so glad you?re here. Now I can tell you what I have been thinking.

    ?Ok, out with it.?

    ?First you have to know the information I figured out. First off, we are now on the opposite wall that we were on yesterday. You know the one with all the cages. We are near the middle seeing as when you look up, then down, you see about the same number of Pokemon.?

    ?Oh my god! We are by all the sick Pokemon! Is that what we look like now?? I was thrown into a panic at the new information.

    ?Well, I can?t speak for myself, but you look fine. A couple burns along your face and back, and a few minor scratches,? he reassured me. I felt so bad for Miracle, knowing that he was in much worse shape than me, and he was the leader of us. There was no doubt in my mind that he would become a strong Pokemon in his future, maybe even used on a team to beat the Elite Four. That was, of course, if he ever trusted humans again.

    Miracle enjoyed the moment of silence, but interrupted it with more information. ?They are looking after us, although they are doing a rather poor job. A Rattata lives on the right of us, and he told me that we are fed twice a day, once in the morning and once at night. That is also when water is provided. They don?t groom or bathe us, nor do they really pay close attention to giving us proper medication. Rattata said it was best not to even take the medication they give you. There is a strong chance that it could be the wrong one.?

    I was terrified. It sounded just like the Holocaust, but it wasn?t racist, it did this to all Pokemon. ?Won?t this place be shut down, for like poor management or something??

    ?Maybe, but I wouldn?t count on that to get us out of this. I say we escape.? The thought lit up his eyes, making them sparkle in the dull light.

    ?How do you plan on during that?? I looked at the lock, big and wrapped up in iron links. ?We can?t do it by pure force.?

    ?True, but there has to be a way, and I think I figured it out, but it could take a while to get it right.?

    ?I don?t care. Anything to get me out of this is worth a try.?

    ?My thoughts exactly. See that switch over there?? Miracle pointed to a lever over by the computer.

    ?Yeah, I think I see it.?

    ?Well that switch opens up our rows locks. Most of the time when the lever is pulled, the Pokemon are too weary to notice it, but we still have a chance, we are still strong. So when a Rocket comes in, and is by the lever, we startle them, and slam out of this cage. From there we run out the door, and make a mad dash for an exit.?

    ?It?s risky, but it might just work. Even if it doesn?t, anything is worth a try.?

    With our plan laid out, we could only wait until the proper time arrived for us to act.
     
    I'm surprised no one responded to this! *looks around* Good job! 9.7/10!
     
    Thanks a bunch. BTW, do you know if I can change the title of this thread ... now that I acually have a title?

    Chapter Six​

    OOC: Point of view switch. I think the ?new main character? will be obvious, and if you can?t figure it out ? well you should be able to. Trust me, I?ll make it really obvious.

    ?Fairy! Desire has been gone all night, and all morning. Where is she??

    My wife looked over at me, her eyelids barely staying open. ?I don?t know,? she moaned worriedly. ?I?ve been looking for her all night, but I can?t find her. Miracle is missing too. The two might be trying to run away. Remember when they tried to pull that off before?? Her voice drifted away until her lips were moving, but she uttered no sound.

    ?Yes, I remember that well,? I said while retrieving the memory from the back of my mind. My daughter, Desire, (OOC: Can you guess who it is now?) had been mad at us. So she and Miracle decided to run away. Problem with their plan was that they ran away into our backyard, and soon came inside because it was too cold. Maybe the same thing had happened again, but they got smarter. I wanted this to be true, and I wanted to believe it, but my mind was telling me that wasn?t what happened.

    ?Well, nothing we can do except look. We checked around the neighborhood last night, so let?s check the woods.? Fairy walked off, dragging her paws. Very rarely did Fairy mope around. She was high class, bred professionally, and trained to be entered in contests for beauty. She never got around to that though; her owner had lost her in a large crowd during a department clear out sale. That?s where I met her, in the woods right outside the city. She maintained a prancing walk no matter where we were. She greeted people professionally, and it was rare to see her greet anyone with anything more than a polite handshake, besides me of course. Any foot misplaced in her stride would worry me.

    ?Not now. You need to rest first,? I said while leading her to our room.

    ?I can?t,? she moaned while trying to pull away. Luckily for me, she was bred for looks, and not for physical strength. ?My baby girl is out there, maybe all alone. She will think we deserted her.?

    She continued to babble on about how bad of a mother she was, but passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow.

    ?Good-night,? I said while licking her cheek. (OOC: Yes licking, these are dog-like Pokemon we are talking about.)

    I stood there a moment, thinking about where Desire would be. She was adventurous, and always came up with new tricks and ways to fool people. If she was simply playing a game, she would choose somewhere nearby, but not obvious. Something like inside a hollow bush. Being sneaky always gave her the upper hand in hide-and-go-seek and she always bragged about how she would outwit her friends, outrun her friends, out-everything her friends.

    ?That?s it,? I said aloud. She would be in the woods, somewhere were it was be difficult, but not impossible to find her. I knew it wouldn?t be somewhere completely dark; she didn?t particularly care for the darkness. Maybe a bush, or a hollowed out log. Anything that would allow light to seep through was possible. She would never be in the back of a small cave. She didn?t have the nerve to be alone somewhere like that for long, and I couldn?t really blame her. Nobody really could.

    I didn?t want to travel alone though. I often overlooked details, and details were crucial to finding a missing Pokemon. Fairy was good at that sort of stuff, and I considered waiting for her. No, that would take too long. I wanted to get as far as possible on my own. Desire was impatient, always wanting to get through everything quickly. I didn?t really want to keep her waiting. Chances were she was waiting for me right now.

    I set out on my own, careful to note details. Trees were around me, none of which seemed to have been scratched upon. If Desire were to have climbed into something, I would be able to see her claw marks. I searched around until I noticed paw prints in the soft ground. I placed my own pale purple paw (OOC: He is an Espeon, not Eevee) beside a print. Desire?s paw was about half the size of my own. Sure enough, the slightly smudged paw print, most likely from running, was half the size of mine. They lead to a weird assortment of boulders, shrubs, and grass, but the paw prints came back out, and then led me further down the path, where they met up with another set of prints.

    ?No?? I moaned. A little while after the dirt had scampering prints ? and footprints of two humans. After the chaotic mess of prints, the Eevee prints no longer continued, and only the human prints walked off. Further down, the footprints turned into tire marks.

    ?I need to get Fairy?? I dashed off the way I came. I tried to figure out in my head how I would explain this horrible mess to her. Desire was kidnapped. No, too straight-forward, might give her a massive heart attack. Desire was playing, and went into the woods, and then hid. No, too much talking about what happened before. Desire hid, met up with another Eevee, maybe Miracle, and then was kidnapped by humans. No, but it was the best I had, and I could only hope that it was good enough.
     
    I don't know really, but ask a moderator. Still good story! Keep it up!
     
    Thanks for the compliment and advice. Heres the next chapter.

    Chapter Seven​

    OOC: Now that different POV?s will be used, the story may seem to get more ? jumpy maybe. Understand that some of the events will happen at the same time, but switching POV every paragraph or so would be stupid. Sorry if the time at which events happens gets a little confusing.

    Miracle and I had been standing there for god only knows how long. It seemed as though nobody ever checked on us. Not a single soul had been in the building, and already it was mid-day. Rattata said that they had forgotten about our morning meal. He said we would get used to it, but I found that hard to believe. Already my stomach was growling and rumbling, and I hadn?t even experienced the ?true? hunger yet. I didn?t know how much more of this **** I honesty could take without losing my sanity.

    ?How much longer,? I moaned. I had already asked this question a million times, and knew the response, but it passed away the time.

    ?Desire, please. I don?t know, and won?t know any sooner then you will.? I knew the response was coming, and after hearing it repeatedly, I still didn?t know how to respond to it, so I remained silent, which never had been easy for me.

    I had considered talking to the other Pokemon, but it seemed as though the only one who wanted to talk was Rattata, and he never shut up. He would tell us about anything and everything. It was wonderful to know that he was asleep. I tried to be kind to him, knowing that he had no company. I had Mircale with me, but he had nobody. It was sad what loneliness could do to a Pokemon. He admitted to talking to his food for company. He said it was the only thing he had that would listen. Some of the other Pokemon may listen, but would never respond, so he resorted to communicating with his food.

    At that moment I considered how lucky I really was. Well ? not lucky, but my luck wasn?t as bad as it could be. I mean, I didn?t look like a walking skeleton, nor did I have a mental disorder where I talked to nonliving objects. I had barely even gotten hurt, compared to the others. Most importantly, I had Miracle to help me along with all this. I knew that if I had been alone in the cage, I would be afraid of every little pin drop. It was quite possible that I was the luckiest one in that room.

    ?I know now. Not much longer.?

    ?What? How do you know?? I questioned him.

    ?Shhhhh, listen,? Miracle commanded. Sure enough I could hear whispers, faintly, but I could hear them. I couldn?t make out the words, but I knew someone was there. ?Now we can start our plan. Well when they get in here anyways.?

    We both listened closely, but Rattata awakened and couldn?t allow the silence to linger. ?You know,? he said, ?that they are probably bringing in a new Pokemon. An outbreak of disease wiped out quite a few of their Pokemon, and they are searching non-stop for more. They probably went by where they found you to get more Pokemon. Yes, that would be very predictable of them.?

    ?Please, we are trying to listen here. We would love to hear your story, but not now,? I said, trying to be kind and strict at the same time. Not an easy task. Thank the lord that Rattata took the hint, and shut his mouth. I listened again, now being able to make out a few words.

    ?Yeah the same place. I don?t know how many there are ? Yes there were more ? No I didn?t catch them ?. I didn?t have enough room nor strength to get them all.? I panicked. I figured they had gotten more Pokemon from where me and Miracle had been found, but would they be someone I knew? Would it be a friend? A family member? I could see a look of terror in Miracle?s eye, thinking the exact same thing.

    ?Why didn?t you take a couple trips??

    ?I would have, but the others ran away. But I?m sure you?ll be pleased with the Pokemon I did get.?

    ?I better be. I?m warning you Bill, much more of your terrible work, and you?ll be out of here.?

    ?I think you?re going to reconsider that. This Pokemon might even be better than your Persian.?

    ?My Persian! Rule number one of Team Rocket is to never insult the boss, the head of the organization. Didn?t you read that part in that packet I gave you? Didn?t you??

    ?Yes, but I didn?t know it would be considered insulting??

    ?Not insulting? Persian is the best Pokemon in Team Rocket, and you said you found a better one. Consider this. If you were the fastest person on a track team, and out of the blue, your friend points to a random person and says that they are faster than you. How would you feel about that??

    ?This is different.? The two walked into the room. One was tall, and husky. I couldn?t see his face, for it was hidden by shadows. He was wearing a black suit, and seemed to be very business like. The other looked a lot like Jake, but with brown hair instead of that ridiculous pink.

    ?Well let?s see it,? the business man sighed.

    ?I knew you would come to your senses.? The member smiled as he dumped out a stunning silver Eevee onto the table, Sunny. Both of us gasped, and the business man cursed under his breath. Sunny was shaking, not sure about what was happening. I tried to draw her attention to us, clawing at the metal bars of our cage. Mistake. Bill quickly pricked my outstretched paw with a needle, and I drew it back in surprise.

    ?Very nice ? very nice. I have to admit Bill, you seem to know what you?re doing. Pamper this Pokemon, and we could get a good price for her fur, very good.?

    I gasped. They were going to kill Sunny.
     
    Um all right, and thanks ... I guess.

    Chapter Eight​
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    ?Why didn?t you come get me earlier!?? Fairy was fuming at the fact that I had waited to wake her. She wanted to find her daughter as quickly as possible, and I didn?t blame here. ?I mean, this is our child, our one child!?

    ?We will find her, don?t worry.? I desperately tried to calm my wife.

    ?Just don?t talk.? I followed the simple command as we walked along the same trail that I had explored earlier. I could see my own paw prints next to those of my daughter, and almost started crying, knowing that she might be gone. Fairy was cooling off, and passing me ?I?m sorry? glances. She was really good at talking with her eyes. I could tell exactly what she was thinking just by looking into her eyes.

    We continued to walk along. Fairy was looking around at everything for the first time, while I searched for even more clues. No matter how hard I looked, I couldn?t find any other hints. It discouraged me, but I tried not to let it show. That would throw Fairy into a frenzy if she knew that I wasn?t getting any closer.

    ?What do you think happened to her?? I didn?t really want to answer the question, but I figured it would be better if she knew exactly what I thought.

    ?Well, I think it was Magma, Aqua, or Rocket that got hold of her.? I could see the look of panic in Fairy?s face, but she didn?t stop me, so I continued. ?I stopped once I got to the tire tracks, knowing that they could have gone quite a distance in a vehicle. She should be okay, she always was a fighter.?

    ?So?so you think it?s bad??

    ?I don?t think it could be that bad. The organizations may be evil, but they wouldn?t deliberately hurt a rare Pokemon. They aren?t stupid.? Although I didn?t fully believe this, I said it to assure Fairy.

    ?You?re right. No trainer in their right mind would waste such talent.? I winched at her conclusions, knowing that not all these evil trainers were ?in their right mind?. I sighed, not wanting to tell her, but not wanting to keep it inside either. Perhaps I could tell I friend. Nah, explaining it would be too hard. At that instant I felt a pang of regret, wanting to take back the journal I had thrown away years ago. I told that little book everything, with pictures I drew. When I met Fairy, I figured I was too old for such items, and quickly disposed of it.

    ?So, here are the tire tracks. What now?? Fairy interrupted my thoughts abruptly.

    ?Uh ? follow them.? I guessed that my response was correct. After all, what more could we really do. We trotted off down the dirt road, my strides stretching further then those of my wife?s. She didn?t mind though; she never had. I picked up my pace; a steady jog soon became a mad dash towards an invisible finish line. I could hear Fairy panting heavily behind me, but only one thought was in my head. I have to get there ? I have to ? I have to.

    ?Slow down,? moaned Fairy. Her fiery amber coat was lathered in dark beads of sweat. I sighed, slowing back down to the leisurely jog. Nothing was ever going to get done at this rate. One look at my wife changed my mind. Her eyes were wide, and her breath was heavy. Her legs quivered with each jumpy step she took. She looked at me, and her eyes pulled my feet into the ground. She let out a sigh of relief when I stopped.

    ?Fairy! Sprit!? We both turned towards what sounded like two voices. Out of some tall grass appeared two Espeon. One was Perfection, Miracle?s laid back mother. The other was Rage, Miracle?s strong father.

    ?Hey you two,? Fairy managed to say, still gasping for breath. She hadn?t been bred to run, and had always hated how I took off like that.

    ?Funny to see both of you at the same place we are. I?m guessing you?re looking for your daughter, just like we are looking for our son.? Perfection was also high class, escaping from her trainer at a young age. She and Fairy got along well, seeing as they shared so much in common. I wish I could say the same about me and Rage. Both of us were strong, and it made us rivals, each wanting to be stronger than the other.

    ?You guess correctly,? Fairy said, using her more formal tongue. ?I?m guessing that the two ran off together, it would be so predictable of them. Sprit though the same thing.?

    ?That makes four of us,? commented Perfection. ?Rage and I were thinking the exact thoughts you two were. I mean, they are always hanging out together. Wouldn?t it be nice to see the two wed.?

    I sat there wondering how the females could keep their cool so well in a time of panic.

    ?It would, but they will have to decide when they get older,? Fairy said flatly. She had never liked to talk about Desire getting older and starting her old family.

    ?Well of course my dear. I wouldn?t want to force them into it. Maybe give them a few helpful nudges every once in a while. Well time will tell I suppose.? Fairy sighed in relief as Perfection ended the conversation.

    ?Well we might as well get going,? Rage said. I followed him in front while the two females walked slowly in back, enjoying each other?s company. Desire, here I come.
     
    Thanks, and wow, never thought this would story would get anywhere near fan fic of the week. Anyways, here is the next chapter.

    Chapter Nine ​


    ?2, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, and so on,? I said, knowing that my response was correct. Miracle and I were reviewing old facts and figures, passing the time away.

    ?Correct,? responded Miracle.

    ?How many times can you fold a piece of paper in half??

    ?Infinite number of times,? Miracle said, completely baffled by the question.

    ?No silly. It?s seven times.?

    ?This is getting really boring. Let?s try to actually talk to Sunny now that no one is here,? I nodded in agreement. Sunny was our friend, and we couldn?t let something so terrible happen to her.

    ?Sunny,? I said in a load whisper.

    ?Desire? Is that you??

    ?Yeah. Listen, you need to get out of here.?

    ?Get out? Are you crazy? This place is heaven. Maybe for you it isn?t, but you were wrong about these trainers. They pamper me day and night, just like a ?good? trainer would.?

    ?But not for the same reasons.?

    ?Sure they do.? Sunny was quickly becoming defensive. ?What other reasons would someone have to pamper a Pokemon??

    ?To kill them, and sell their coat.?

    ?Desire, you should really listen to your mom when she tells you not to fantasize so much. That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard you say. If they were to kill me, they would do it as soon as they could.?

    ?Or maybe they would do it when your coat is at its peak?? The door slammed open before I could finish up my thoughts. Jake came in, and quickly undid the lock to our cage. He clipped leashes onto our collars, and dragged us out of our cage.

    ?D*** Pokemon ? always yelping away. Maybe someday you?ll learn what?s best.? He pulled us across the room, out the door, down the hallway, out the main entrance, and into his jeep. He sped off, almost as if he were being chased by the cops. I could only wonder what we were going to go through as the dark scenery passed by.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~​

    ?Welcome Jake. New Pokemon??

    ?Yeah.?

    ?Well they look ill bred, so I?m guessing you don?t have any papers on them.?

    Ill bred!? No, we were fine. It was just the fact that we had been abused that we looked terrible. Not that our parents were scraggly looking Pokemon.

    ?No sir.?

    ?All right, go on in. If they ask, tell them to come to me. I?ll cover up for you buddy.?

    Buddy? I could only wonder what poor soul would want to have Jake as their friend. Jake pulled us through the doors, and into an underground passage. Both Miracle and I dragged our feet along the hard dark floor, both having lost the energetic bounce in our gaits. In fact, we had lost a lot of our personality.

    Jake stopped at what appeared to be a huge black wall blocking our way. He pressed a small white button, almost too small to see. ?Jake from Rocket,? he mumbled. It took a few seconds, but shortly after, a click was heard. A door-like hole appeared in the wall, and Jake dragged us in.

    I took a look around, observing everything as closely as possible, which was hard, seeing as how their was very little light in the small dome-like structure. Their were a few trainers, all wearing outfits of Rocket, Magma, or Aqua. Many had savage looking Pokemon at their side. The Pokemon lashed out and snapped at anything that was too close to them, so I made sure that I was far out of reach. It was pretty plain looking, like the inside of a cave, which was pretty much what this place was.

    As we walked towards the center, small square shaped pits came into view. Inside each were two Pokemon, each trying to hurt, even go as far as killing the other one. I shuttered, knowing that the practice was illegal. You weren?t allowed to have Pokemon fight each other to death, the Pokemon Council had said so.

    ?Finally here Jake,? mumbled a man in a blue outfit. Team Aqua. There was no doubt about that. Aqua was the only team with such outfits.

    ?Yes Ryan and I am ready.?

    ?All right then. You?re two Eevee versus my all mighty Houndoom.? No more words would be spoken from that point forward. Well, no conversation would be going on anyways. Maybe a few soft curses would be uttered, but other than that, the two humans were to remain silent. At least that?s what in said in a book I read about illegal battles such as these.

    The Houndoom leaped down, a black leather collar around his neck. The dog tag on it read ?Hunter?. I shivered in fear, and I could tell that Miracle was just as frightened as I was. His huge eyes were even huger in fear, and his legs were shaking uneasily under him. Yet, despite his overwhelming fear, he didn?t give backing down a second thought. Already, after only a few days, Miracle was having his heart turn cold and his personality more wild.

    Hunter howled, an ember of flames escaping along with the piercing sound. I cringed under the sound, but Miracle managed to hold his ground. It seemed weird that when we arrived, I had been the braver of us two. But, being himself, Miracle got used to the new circumstances quickly. It was only at first that he was cowardly, due more to confusion than anything else. Miracle looked over at me, his eyes wide with fear, but also ice cold with hatred.

    ?Ready for this?? he asked. I nodded. Once Miracle or I gave some sort of display, then the battle would begin. Again, I wasn?t completely sure of this, but it was in the book I read. Miracle gave no response for a moment, but, in time, gave a slight nod. With that he stepped forward, still thinking of what to do. Hunter took this as the sign to begin the battle, and leapt at Miracle.

    I pushed off the ground to attack. Or, I thought I did. I was actually still curled up in a corner, doing positively nothing. If it wasn?t a matter of life and death, this would have been the biggest day of my life. If it wasn?t a matter of life and death? After all, this was what wild Pokemon looked forward to all their lives, being able to finally fight a trainer?s Pokemon.

    Miracle fought as though he had been doing it all his life, which amazed me. When Hunter slashed out with his claws, snapped with his fangs, or blew red hot flames from his mouth, Miracle would always be one step ahead of him, just enough quicker and smarter. In between avoiding attacks, he would get in a quick blow to Hunter?s face; nothing serious, but an attack none the less.

    ?Desire, get your a** over here and help me!? Miracle yelled while avoiding another one of Hunter?s flaming attacks. The hot embers brushed up against Miracle?s soft tan coat, but he didn?t seem to even notice. I started to run over, actually moving this time, but felt my heart drop when I saw Hunter?s pure hatred for me. I saw him curl back his lips, and snarl at me. That was all I saw of him. Next thing I knew, I was seeing white stars flicker, and then nothing at all.
     
    Chapter Ten​


    ?Are we going to stop anytime soon Spirit?? Fairy moaned. We had been walking along the dirt path for hours on end, and the small rocks were beginning to hurt the pads under our paws. We had not seen signs any building, nor of the tire tracks ending soon.

    ?Once we get somewhere on this,? I said with a determined stare. Fairy sighed, and turned her small head so that I could only see the back of it. I sighed, but knew that what I said was the truth, and deep down inside, I think Fairy knew it too.

    ?Spirit?? something whispered. I looked around, but none of my traveling partners were talking, so I just trotted on, guessing that I had just heard the wind.

    ?Spirit?? the voice said again. This time I stopped, knowing that it wasn?t just the wind. Something had to be out there, but nobody else in my group seemed to realize it. They were all walking along, just like nothing was happening.

    ?Do you hear something?? I asked, trying to get an answer to where the sound was coming from without being to obvious that I was hearing my name being called.

    ?The wind,? replied Rage, looking at me like I was crazy.

    ?They can?t hear me silly. Only you can; I?m talking to you,? the voice said.

    ?Remember that break you wanted?? I asked Fairy. She looked at me, and gave a small nod of her head. ?Well now is as good a time as ever to take it.?

    ?You all right honey,? she asked me with concern filling her eyes. I couldn?t hide much from her, and she usually used it to her advantage.

    ?Yeah, just my paws are getting a little sore.? Rage looked at me and rolled his eyes, obviously thinking that I was a baby. I would rather have him think that than think I was crazy. ?Who, or what, is calling me?? I asked myself.

    ?Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Alyssa, Alyssa Juday to be exact. Former Team Rocket executive, current Pokemon trainer. I have the ability to telepathically communicate with any Pokemon I wish to. That?s what makes me such a good trainer, my ability to read the minds of my Pokemon. You know, I could help you with your daughter,? Alyssa said, or thought to me.

    ?How? How do you know my daughter, and even if you did, how could you help me find her??

    ?I know your daughter because I communicated with her in her dreams when she was young. Remember when she told you that she dreamed she had a trainer, and the trainer could understand ?Poke Speech???

    ?Yes,? I thought, ?but what does that have to do with where she is now??

    ?You see, once I communicate with a Pokemon, either through a dream, or how I am communicating with you right now, I can read their thoughts whenever I wish. Your daughter knows where she is, a lot goes through her head. It took me a while to figure out the exact location, but I think I finally got it.?

    ?The thought of you communicating with me is more than a little unsettling, but if it helps me find my daughter, I am more than open to this telepathic thing. If you would be so kind as to tell me how to get to my daughter, it would be greatly appreciated.?

    ?She is with Miracle, in the building you get to when you follow these tire tracks. It belongs to Team Rocket. It?s sort of like a storage area for their Pokemon.?

    ?How do you know that they store Pokemon there? Can you read the minds of humans too??

    ?No. Remember I told you that I used to be a Team Rocket Member? Well that was where they stationed me. It?s actually a dirty little place, and the manager of the building is lazy. That?s why so many deaths occur there, and none of the Pokemon raised there turn out to be anything good.?

    ?Death! I can?t let my daughter die!? I was now in a panic, not knowing what was to become of my daughter.

    ?Don?t worry about her, nor Miracle ? yet. They are still young, and strong. Added to their advantage is their strong will to live. You can?t get by without that, and they have an extra dose.?

    ?So, its based more on their will to live than anything else??

    ?Well I wouldn?t say that exactly. It helps them, no doubt about it. But, they also get abused there, and the medications are often mixed up. Pokemon who need something strong die because they got something too weak, and vice versa.?

    ?I need to get to her before any of that happens! So I just follow the tire tracks the whole way??

    ?Exactly, and good luck with your quest.?

    ?Thanks for the luck, and for all the information you shared with me.?

    ?No, thank you.?

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    Outside the building where the Eevee pups were being held, Alyssa sat in the darkness of the forest. She was smiling from ear to ear, knowing it was only a matter of time before she got her job as a Rocket back.
     
    Congrats on your Fan Fic being FFOTW Bhati [sp?]

    ~PGN, nothin' else to say
     
    Wow.I can't wait untill the next capter!
     
    Wow, fan fic of the week. I'm honored, thanks a bunch. Oh, and thanks to everyone else for their comments. Capalex: Either Lizzie or Bhati is fine. I really don't prefer one over the other.

    BTW: I don't know how much I will be able to get done on this in the next week or so. I'm pretty busy this week, and next week I have camp, so be patient. ^.^

    Chapter Eleven​
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    ?Jake! We need to get these two strong, and fast. The auction is tomorrow, and we want them to look good. After all, the more money they fetch, the better off we will be,? Kate yelled to her pink haired partner.

    ?Well what can we do? Both of them are too weak to train today, and we don?t have enough rare candies to do anything. We could evolve them, but I only have one stone: a leaf stone??

    ?Well, we need to do something. Maybe let them outside. Who knows, some Pokemon have been known to train themselves. I think ours might be smart enough to do that.?

    ?But they seem like friends, and they wouldn?t do anything to hurt each other. In fact, they would protect each other from anything. Maybe we should put the shiny one out there too, just to make sure they do something besides talk.?

    ?All right,? Kate said without any doubt that her partner was right. She didn?t know that we had all grown up together. She didn?t know we were the best of friends. Come to think of it, she didn?t know much of anything at all.

    Jake came up to our cage, undid the latch, and picked us both up in his arms. As much I hated the trainer, I had to admit that he was strong, and could become a champion if he tried. Kate followed, with Sunny in her arms. They walked us over to the door, and put us down. With that, they slammed the door behind them, and walked out of the room.

    ?Well, they sure do care about us,? Miracle said with hate in his voice. He trotted over to the edge of the fence, and started to dig.

    ?What are you doing?? Sunny asked. ?This place is wonderful. Why would you ever want to leave??

    ?You wouldn?t understand,? Miracle said with little emotion. Anyone who wasn?t on his side was an enemy, and that even included old-time friends. ?Can you give me a hand Desire??

    ?Sure,? I said while walking over. I started to dig at the ground, pulling up weeds, dirt, and rocks. I didn?t care that it started hurting after a while, or that we might get caught. All I could think about was how close I was to going home.

    ?You know,? started Sunny, ?if you get caught, you might never live to see another day.?

    ?Enough Sunny,? growled Miracle. ?I know exactly what will happen if this doesn?t work. And for your information, Desire and I would be able to take whatever punishment they gave us.?

    By now Miracle had stopped digging, and was walking over to Sunny slowly.

    ?I don?t think you know what will happen if you stay here,? he hissed. ?Desire tried to tell you, but you?re too wrapped up in your own world to realize the truth about things. You think that everything will go perfectly for you, just because you were given the ?gift? of silver fur. Well let me tell you, the fur is no longer a ?gift?, but a curse. They plan to kill you, so they can wear you as an article of clothing!?

    ?No they don?t! They want me to compete in beauty contests with them. It?s their one way ticket to fame,? she protested.

    ?Oh that?s what they told you, huh? Well sweetie, welcome to life. They will tell you anything if it keeps you happy. Because the happier you are, the more likely you are to stay. I guess they got one thing right, you already refuse to leave.?

    ?That?s not true!? Sunny screamed, running out of reasons to support her opinion.

    ?It?s not? Why else would they choose you over another Pokemon, that would be just as strong, if not stronger than you??

    ?Because the audience will love my coat??

    ?They might, but that?s only the beginning of what goes on in those contests. You need to be just as fit as every other Pokemon, because you show off your moves. That is the part where many contests are decided,? Miracle said coolly.

    ?STOP!? I screamed. ?I can?t take it any more. All you two do is scream at each other, or act like you never knew each other. You used to be best friends ? we all used to be best friends. I want to go back home? I want things to go back to normal??

    By this point in time, I felt warm tears race from my eyes, down my muzzle, and into the hole I was digging. I covered up the mud, hoping that they wouldn?t notice how terribly upset I was. Miracle came up to me though, able to sense everything that was going on inside my head.

    ?I know it hurts, but we have to keep digging. If we dig long enough, and hard enough, we can go back home. Maybe things won?t be exactly the same, but it will be the next best thing, right?? he asked softly.

    I nodded my head, and continued to dig. Why did Miracle treat me so much better than everyone else. Was it that I was his friend? Was it that I was always on the same side as him? Or was it something deeper? Did he think of me as more than a friend, or was I just the best friend he had always longed for. I was just as confused about my own feelings towards him, and I was about his feeling towards me.

    Deep in thought, I forget about the work I was doing, and soon realized that we were almost done. In fact, in a couple more swipes, we would be able to see light from the other side. The tunnel was just big enough for one of us to fit through, so Miracle went through to finish the job. It took him no longer than 10 seconds, and he was on the other side.

    ?Come on Desire,? he whispered.

    I gestured for Sunny to come, but she simply shook her head in a definite ?no?.

    ?Don?t worry about her; worry about yourself.?

    I sighed, and climbed through the small tunnel. It took me a little longer, seeing as Miracle had more muscle in his legs, and could push through with more ease. When I emerged on the other side, I spun around, doing flying leaps in freedom.

    ?Come on,? Miracle said, stopping me from doing any more childish stunts. ?We have to get out of here, and fast.?

    I listened to Miracle, and we both sprinted off into the distance. I smiled; I was still able to outrun Miracle. But, in a few strides, Miracle?s legs began to open up further, and he ate up more ground with each long stride he took. Within 10 seconds, I was no longer in the lead, but had to watch as Miracle?s legs moved faster and faster, pulling ahead of me little by little. Although he may have been a little slow at first, Miracle was quickly maturing.
     
    Ah.Alas,poor sunny.Has no idea for the rockets ture intention.Know what I'd do?I'd bite her on the tail and drag her though the tunnal and all the way home, back to her parents.Then, her parnets waouldn't let her go anywhere.But that wouldn't make mutch of a fanfic,eh?^^ I'm really enjoying this.Don't worry,I'll be patient!
     
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