Pokemon Chronicles of Darkness

Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Chapter 35:

The already incensed Murkrow did not hold back, unleashing his fury upon the Raticates with precision under the orders of his trainer, Cain. But as the battle raged on, more and more of the rodent beasts appeared, overwhelming Cain and Murkrow. Realizing that they had stumbled upon a rat's nest, Cain quickly ordered a retreat, knowing that they would not be able to fend off the hordes for much longer.

With the Raticates hot on their heels, Cain and Murkrow fled through the dense underbrush, dodging obstacles and narrowly escaping the grasp of the relentless creatures. The average level of the colony was around 20, with a few Rattatas mixed in, but it was these smaller beasts that proved to be the most dangerous.

Nevertheless, Murkrow was not one to be outdone. With the Raticates unable to keep up with his speed, he took turns unleashing Gust and Dark Pulse, decimating the ranks of the Raticates and leaving them nothing but easy targets for his practiced moves.

As the Raticates realized that they would not be able to catch up to Cain, they retreated underground, angry and defeated.

Panting heavily, Cain collapsed onto the ground, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. "My body's still too weak," he thought to himself, sweat pouring down his face as blood seeped through the bandages on his wounded hand.

It was only now that Cain had the chance to look around and realize that he had strayed from the original path in his haste to escape the Raticates. The most important thing now was to find his way back to safety.

After catching his breath, Cain set about tending to the wound on his hand. Consulting his map, he realized that he had strayed too far from the path, and that any further could have led him to an area not even marked on the map.

But just as he began to feel ill-fated, a sound caught his ear. "Woosh," the sound of clear, flowing water came to him intermittently from a distance, and a hint of water vapor filled the air.

Cain quickly realized that there was a small waterfall nearby, the furthest point marked on his map. And so, with a moment's thought, he decided to make his way to the water source to recover. Blood had begun to flow again from his freshly torn wound, which had begun to turn white from the sweat that had soaked it.

Following the sound of running water, Cain led the weary Murkrow, pulling a few pokeblocks from his belt to feed him.

As they finally reached the waterfall, Cain was amazed by the scene before him. The waterfall cascaded straight down, releasing a thick mist, the sky-high ancient trees were lush and green, and the sunlight, originally blocked by the forest, shone brightly, creating a small rainbow in the mist, making the scene even more picturesque.

Noticing Cain and Murkrow's arrival, the Pokemon that had been playing in the water quickly jumped in, and the birds that had been looking for food fluttered their wings and flew away, leaving the previously lively valley a bit cold.

But Cain didn't seem to mind, and continued on his way into the unexplored valley, the mist falling on his face, providing a touch of coolness and comfort.

Only one Pokemon remained indifferent, lying dumbly by the river, its little pink tail resting in the water and its eyes staring straight ahead.

That pink Pokemon was none other than Slowpoke.

Cain stared in amazement at the Slowpoke, who was not in the least afraid of him. As he got closer, Slowpoke's silhouette became clearer in the fog.

"Wait what?" Cain exclaimed in surprise after finally getting a full view of the figure.