PokéHuman Mystery Dungeon

Chapter 1:A storm at Sea and The one with the Lost Memory

Chapter 1:A storm at Sea and The one with the Lost Memory

"Whoa! Wh-Wh-Whoa...!" A male voice yelled out as wind blew by harshly, along with waves crashing against one another.

{BOOM!}

Thunder was heard from afar, yet it gave a terrifying mood...Especially at night at the sea. The clouds were pitch black, only dark shades of grey were the clouds, as rain poured down, without seeming that it would stop.

"Are...Are you OK?!" The male voice yelled out, another voice could be heard. It was a female's voice, she yelled over the thunder.

{BOOM!}

"I think I am! But I'm starting to slip off!"

"W-What?! No! Don't let go! Just a little longer..." The male voice bravely,"Come on! hang on!"

{BOOM!}

"N-N-No! I can't...hold on...!"

{BOOM! BOOM!}

"Ahhhhhh!"
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Gentle waves hit against the soft, warm sand as it was pulled by into the sea, as more calm waves came using shore, soon leaving back into the sea once more.

'......'

'...........'

'................'

'Urrgh...'

The sky was a gentle, peaceful blue.

Beautiful white puffy clouds passed by above the sea, the sun shinned down as it gave a warm feeling.

The sea sparkled as it was glittering water, almost looked unreal.

'Where...Where I am?'

A young girl layed layed down on the soft sand as she slowly opened her eyes, with pain,'...I can't...Drifting off...'

Slowly her eyes began to feel heavy as she once again passed out on the sand, as time seemed to flow by.
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The sun was setting.

The setting sun gave off an pink and orange sky and bright stars slowly became appearing, a young man stood in front of a tent.

Black bases for torch's, held bright red and orange flames, one stayed at each side of the tent. The tent its self had its flap folded up, and a gate somehow protected the base.

In front was build at the ground was another gate, which was circular and smooth stone surrounded the gate.

The young man was a PokeHuman Pawniard. He wore a dark red long sleeved shirt, along a black sleeveless hoodie, with pure white gloves, as well as dark red jeans and simple black combat boots. He also had a black satchel that hanged to his side.

His hood covered his face, along his hair.

"Hmm..."

He walked back and front a couple of times, thinking well of his decision. Until he finally stopped standing at the same place were he once stood.

"No." He spoke confidently as he gripped his hands,"I refuse to be paralyzed by this any longer!"

"No more wimping out. I have to be brave today." He took three steps forward, and stood at the gate on the ground, another voice could be heard. Almost child like.

"PokeHuman detected! PokeHuman detected!"

Another voice was heard by was only heard by a quiet echo,"Who's footprint? Who's footprint?"