The Truth and The Ideals (Pokemon Fanfic)

Chapter 18. Life comes to Help

White's eyes snapped open once more, her gaze was met with the blue sky, and the fluffy white clouds that floated peacefully above. She sat up straight away, looking around, she noticed that she was alone...

..No Mamoru in sight.

White pat the ground beside her, making sure that it wasn't an illusion. Was he really gone? Where did his body go? Did he truly die? Maybe he got up and walked off? How long had she been asleep?

All these questions ran through her already pounding head. She grabbed onto it, then tried to think where he could've gone. It was just as if he had got up and walked, but he had died?

Right?

"You look stressed child." A woman's voice commented, the soft voice was one that reminded White of her mothers, however something in her was telling her that she had heard this voice before. It was just so calming. White sighed then sat back.

"I am stressed." She replied. "Life is stressful." She commented, she laid back onto the hard soil, not caring about the dirt getting in her hair, her hair was already dirty.. So what was the point about caring about appearances now?

"I am not stressful!" The voice replied back, sounding rather offended. "I wake up, and look what happens, the first child I meet is already being disrespectful." She continued, it seemed almost as if she was ranting about something. White sat up to see a fully grown woman sitting on a stump in front of her. She seemed to have a Ninetails sitting by her side, different Pokèball's scattered on the ground around her.

"Oh seems like you can sit up, you are in a much better shape than I expected." The woman commented. White took one look at her. She had a long robe sitting on her shoulders, a hood protected her dark brown hair, she looked up at White, her purple eyes shining with the light from the sky. The Pokémon by her side, it was one that looked regal.

"Who do those Pokèball's belong to?" White asked, the woman laughed then pointed at White. The girl blinked twice then looked at herself, then back at the Pokèballs. Those were hers? It was impossible.

The grunts had taken hers a long time ago.

How did this woman get all these Pokèballs?

White just stared in disbelief at the woman. The young woman in fact did have another thing on apart from the dress, it was a tight fitting black strapless dress, with a puffy bottom, almost like a ballerina's dress.

"It seems I'm connected to you now child, humph, you can call me.. Call me Life." The woman held her hand out to White, who took it without a second thought, suddenly White felt much better. She wasn't tired, she wasn't hungry, she was a lot cleaner.

"You look much prettier now, now dear I'll help you find the others. However, when my time comes for you help, you must promise me you will do it, no matter what I request." Life offered White, the blue eyed girl didn't see anything wrong with making a deal like that. She agreed, and the woman laughed.

"Great! Let's get you some better clothes."

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Mistralton city, it was one city that had already managed to kick the grunts out from it. Well, the grunts that were left there anyway. After Ghetsis had been attacked during the speech a few days previous all the powerful grunts had been recalled, giving the resistance even more of an advantage.

Wakai was talking to one of the local's who explained to the slightly mentally disturbed child that Ghetsis in fact only cared about his safety compared to the safety of others. The local then handed Wakai some food, and off the boy went to try and find his sister.