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A chance meeting


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It was late. The sun had long since left the horizon, leaving the inky black of night to cover the world. Inside a small house, which lay in a quiet glade, lit only by the crackling fireplace, sat a teenager- a girl. She sat at a desk, pen in hand, writing into a small notepad, speaking her words as she wrote.
"Day forty six..
It feels like forever ago now. Mother always told me these woods where filled with wild Pokemon. Teeming with life...but it's empty. Silent. Nobody's here, or at least...nobody I have seen. Fallen trees, marked with paint for cutting lay around the edges of the forest, and bulldozers like an army surrounding this once peaceful place. But deep inside...its like a whole different world. Everything is so green, and lush. Everything feels alive. But there are no birds in the trees, no trainers, no bugs. Just...that awful silence, so thick you can almost feel it. Where is all the life mother told me of? Where are all the Pokémon? That's what I'm determined to find out. The news say it's just...migration. But it can't be...all types at once? No way. I've been documenting everything.. I've seen only six of the native Pokemon, where there should be hundreds. The ones I've seen have looked sickly and sad..Could it be because of the forest disappearing? Being cut down? I don't know, but I will find out. Somehow.."

 

She set down the pen, sighing as she turned to the window, and the clouds which had been covering the moon, finally allowed its ghostly light to shine through, illuminating the area in a silvery glow. The girl started as she saw a creature watching her from the edges of the trees, standing beside the largest of them. She peered closer, and saw a tail...long ears......paws.. The figure stepped forward, revealing itself to be a Lucario.

 

The girl heard a gasp pass her lips when she took in the state of the Pokémon. it's skin was stretched tight over its bones, giving it a gaunt, almost skeletal appearance. It's fur was a disarray of knots and tangles, and one of its piercing red eyes where crossed with a long healed scar. Its chest spike had obtained a web of cracks from an unknown attack-though what could have caused such damage, yet not kill the poor creature, she didn't care think about at this time. The girl slowly stood, and opened the door to her cabin.
"H-hello. Are...you okay?"
There was no reply, the silence of the forest becoming deafening.
"I....I'm Alice."
Alice took a step forward, but jerked back when the lucario bared its sharp fangs, a rolling snarl of warning coming from it.
"H-hey! It's okay. I..I don't want to hurt you. It's freezing out here- you..you can come inside."
All her instincts told her to run- to flee from this wild animal. Yet she knew in her heart it wouldn't hurt her.
"You can trust me."
The Lucario eyed her warily, before slowly walking forward. Alice smiled encouragingly, giving the Pokémon a wide space as it entered her cabin. Alice shut the door, the cold air quickly being snuffed out by the warm fire.
"You..look hungry. I made dinner earlier- want some?"
The Lucario showed no signs it had heard her. It was inspecting the various pictures of Alice and her family, hung on the walls.
"Oh. That's my mom and dad."
The Lucario gave her a questioning look, which she interpreted as asking why she wasn't with them.
"They...they died. In a forest fire. They where trying to save the wild Pokémon inside, but..got trapped."
The Lucario opened its mouth, briefly, as if to speak, then closed it again. Alice took note of this behavior, wondering if this could be one of the few Pokémon who chose to learn the human language..
"So! Are you hungry?"
All theories of it being able to speak went out the window when she recieved only a grunt in reply. Alice busied herself with heating up a bowl of soup, watching the Lucario explore her small home out of the corner of her eye. She saw it walk over to the television, and turn it on, then sit down to watch- as if it had done so a hundred times before.
"So you've been in a house before, I'd guess?"
She received no reply. But at this point- she honestly didn't expect to.
"I wonder..."
The Lucario's eyes darted towards her, silently prompting her to continue.
"Your the first wild Pokémon I've seen who hasn't attacked me, or run
Away. You've obviously had prior experience with humans- at least enough to know that not all of them are hunters."
The Lucario didn't make any indication as to confirm or deny her words. Alice let the subject go, for now, seeing as she was making no progress pressing the point. Within minutes, she was serving the Pokémon. Alice hummed.
"You know...I know a lot of Pokémon like being called by their species name, but a lot of others have nicknames. Do you have one?"
At its sharp nod, Alice beamed.
"Well, let's see..what could it be...is-"
"It's Luke."
Alice went silent, her green eyes wide in astonishment.
"Wh-what?"
The Lucario gave a ghost of a smile, though it's eyes where haunted,
"I said, my name is Luke."
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Authors Note:
If you've enjoyed this chapter, please drop a comment =) omo will be coming in soon, I promise, though likelyin the form of a flash back.
Thank you to all whom have enjoyed this thus far!

 

If you want your Oc (preferably a humanoid Pokemon of some sort, or even a person) to be included in this story, drop me a message here or on skype, at mewtwo393

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