Shattered Foresight [Pokemon Watty Awards 2016]

Chapter 3: Destroyed

As I lay down on my moss bed, I thought about the last two months here. My trainer had gotten better and she even caught Shimmer who is now part of the team. We are in the slow process of making her a stick hut, and many other Pokemon that live here are helping us. But my mind kept slowly revolving back to my broken foresight, and the broken pieces of the future. A long, deep sigh escaped my lips.

"I can't take it anymore. Let's go for a walk." I heard rustling behind me and then felt myself being pushed up. The dark pink eyes of the Gallade met mine. "You need this Stella come on." He walked off and for some reason, I followed.

We walked for hours, through the reds and blues and yellows of the flowers. Past strange Pokémon that sleepily blink at us as we go by. The soft flap of busy flying types making nests. The resounding thunk of training Pokémon. The moon was still out when we arrived at the clearing. Horrible memories echoed throughout clearing, and my mind. Screams I couldn't hear. Heat I couldn't feel. Smoke I couldn't smell. I looked accusingly at Blade.

"Why did you bring me here!" I shrieked. My head was pounding as tears streamed down my face. A hand tried to grab me but I didn't let it. Anger flowed through my body as I released Moonblast after Moonblast. I screamed in agony as all my emotions conflicted with each other.

Guilt took hold of me and I tried to fix what I did. Uprooting trees with Psychic, scattering plants with Moonblast. For some reason it felt right. I felt Blade again, trying to calm me down, but I didn't care. My twisted mind said I had to fix what I had done.

Then I felt the embrace of something and I froze, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes.

"Its alright to cry." a soft voice whispered into my ear. And I did. All of my problems spilled out, and a wail broke free from the prison of my lips. All the frustration and sadness and guilt left me, weakening me. My eyes drooped close as the soft embrace of sleep surrounded me. Then, for the first night in five months, I slept calmly, and without a single dream.

I woke up next to Blade, his arm draped around me. I remembered what he had said, "...and find my lost love." Had he meant me? Some part of me wanted it to. I wanted to feel like this all the time, safe, comfortable, warm. A fragment of the future popped in front of me.

Sunlight. A clear day. A laughing baby Raltz. The Raltz running into Blade's arms. All of us laughing.

I looked around and realized we were back in the oak. I slipped quietly away from Blade and stepped through the vines. I screamed as my gaze landed upon the burning valley.

Waves of scarlet covered the valley. The tongues of the wicked flames licked hungrily at the flowers. A fireball soared over my head and began to feast on the tree. Heat, immensely hot heat, flared onto the vines. I ran back inside.

"Wake up the tree is on fire!" I screeched. Shimmer woke up first. She looked around and grabbed Flora and our trainer.

"I'll Teleport us out, you take Blade!" she spoke earnestly. In a flash of violet, she was gone. I lifted myself and the sleeping form of Blade with Psychic and levitated us through the burning vines. The flames seemed to reach towards us, still hungry and ready for another meal. I struggled to maintain focus and it didn't help when I heard the cruel laugh.

"Trying to run again, are you? Well you won't because I have a special somebody with me. Three special some bodies in fact." The blue haired trainer smirked triumphantly as an Emboar, three times the size of me, held up the unconscious bodies of Shimmer, Flora, and my trainer.