mewtini
어떤 계절도 영원할 순 없으니까
- Pronoun
- she/her
Still running strongly, Blazaria reached Route 45. She had an initial thought to follow civilization's roads, then decided against it. Interacting with these 'humans' would be entirely too risky. What if she got captured again? That would be awful. By that line of logic, she cut through the forest.
It seemed so trivial. She was wrong to think that. She forgot the risk of wild Pokémon, and if trainers happened to be there, possibly strong and trained ones.
Only about halfway through, she found a kid - seemingly male - with his Charizard.
Shoot, why didn't I think of that risk... she wondered.
On a whim, she stepped into the view of the mighty dragon looking creature.
"Um, hi! Can I please pass through?" the Charizard glared. "Please?" No positive response. "Okay..." she said quietly.
She abruptly ran through the clearing, the Charizard right behind her. As the fire dragon was about to bite her, Blazaria sprinted a little further, stopped, and focused. She tried to clear her mind. "...Nothing, nothing..." she repeated quietly, in a mantra. A magenta light radiated, then a blue, then a green...
And then a white blast, lasting only a millionth of a second erupted. Probably visible all through this half of Johto.
"My head! Aarh, my head!" she screamed, closing her eyes halfway and sprinting the rest of the way through the forest. A distant growl of the Charizrd was audible.
She was now bleeding, sore, screaming, aching, and alone.
"Probably not even alone," she thought. "There are probably Scientists following me."
It seemed so trivial. She was wrong to think that. She forgot the risk of wild Pokémon, and if trainers happened to be there, possibly strong and trained ones.
Only about halfway through, she found a kid - seemingly male - with his Charizard.
Shoot, why didn't I think of that risk... she wondered.
On a whim, she stepped into the view of the mighty dragon looking creature.
"Um, hi! Can I please pass through?" the Charizard glared. "Please?" No positive response. "Okay..." she said quietly.
She abruptly ran through the clearing, the Charizard right behind her. As the fire dragon was about to bite her, Blazaria sprinted a little further, stopped, and focused. She tried to clear her mind. "...Nothing, nothing..." she repeated quietly, in a mantra. A magenta light radiated, then a blue, then a green...
And then a white blast, lasting only a millionth of a second erupted. Probably visible all through this half of Johto.
"My head! Aarh, my head!" she screamed, closing her eyes halfway and sprinting the rest of the way through the forest. A distant growl of the Charizrd was audible.
She was now bleeding, sore, screaming, aching, and alone.
"Probably not even alone," she thought. "There are probably Scientists following me."