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065. Horror - companion ficletOne night when Lita was having a peaceful sleep... a nightmare came to her.
It slowly crept closer and closer, and she hadn't recognized it for what it was until it was too late.
Things started out innocent enough. Maybe a bit weird, but not something to write home mom about.
Jovan was standing in a darkened area. She couldn't see her face, she had her back to her, only a sliver of her face was exposed, she was turned slightly to the side.
Then a fog rolled in.
Or had it always been there?
Lita couldn't be sure anymore. Maybe it was always there and only got denser without her noticing.
She noticed now.
It had gotten quite thick and Jovan still hadn't moved an inch. Lita was getting worried.
She tried to call out to her friend, but nothing came. No sound, no movement, nothing.
She tried to move forward but she was stuck where she was.
It was as if she wasn't really there but watching it on tv or something.
Was this an example of her psychic powers finally at work? She had heard of this
Trainer Tales 05She had scared and scattered Pokémon as she ran through the tall grass of Route 1. Sending Pidgey and Rattata fleeing in all directions from the commotion she was making as she fled along the route.
It wasn't until she encountered a wild Furret, that was none to pleased to have been disturbed, that she was forced to stop and engage in battle.
After being startled out of her thoughts by it's hissing, and stopping to notice the wild Pokémon has arched it's back and is slowly backing away with bristled fur, Jovan inhales a breathe and slowly sets her Charmander down.
Charmander gains a glint in it's eyes as it eyes the aggravated Furret, his tail twitching behind him causing the flame on his tail to flicker.
Wiping her eyes with her sleeve Jovan gains a determined expression and confidently commands Charmander into battle, "Use Growl!"
Giving stern look the Charmander growls at the defensive Furret. With a final hiss and step backwards, the wild pokemon retaliates by lunging for
Trainer Tales 04Upon Entering the tower Wallace could hear the cries and wails of people wafting about the room. He just stepped up to the counter to talk to the receptionist, and she was already addressing him, "I'm sorry young man, but the memorial service of the day has just concluded. You may come back tomorrow afternoon, as we'll be holding another then."
Wallace sighs, but nods his acknowledgment, and nearly whispers his thanks.
Quietly making his way up the stairs Wallace emerges from the stair case to the second floor, it's wide open expanse is littered with tombstones. There are a few people scattered about, hunched over or kneeling beside the tombstones. Some whispering in hushed tones, others quietly weeping, but most still and silent. The smell of incense wafts about in the air.
Weaving his way through the tombstones and grievers Wallace finds himself standing in front of a Channeler standing next to the staircase leading to the next floor.
However, when he makes a move toward the staircas
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