Chapter 8 - The Flying Tribe

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Slowly, as the moon began to rise, she watched as the guards began to patrol the borders. Freesia fell into a deep sleep, until a loud shriek echoed through the whole forest. Her eyes burst open as she yelped and got up.

"Juno?! Juno!" the Kirlia shook him awake.

"W-what?" the Mareep frantically jumped up.

"Did you hear that?! What's happening?!" a Pangoro answered that question for her.

"We're under attack. Now let's go! Don't be a coward and stay behind!" he demanded before stomping off and out of the den.

"Attacked? By who?!" Freesia glanced at Juno with a boggled expression. Weren't they the only tribe here? She doubted that rouges or loners would even bother come if they knew that they were outnumbered. However, the yells continued...

"Ayaiyaiyaiyai!" the loud chirps howled.

"Oh no... it's the Flying Tribe..." Juno gasped.

"The Flying what?!" she shrieked.

"The Flying Tribe! There's other tribes, not just us." he explained. "Chances are they are here to take back the mountable pokemon..." he sighed.

"Well, should we fight them then? After all, they are raiding our territory basically..." Freesia muttered.

"Obviously! We can't let them get away with it!" he piped up. "Come on, let's go!" he prodded her.

"Alright, alright..." the Kirlia muttered tiredly before dashing out of the den. Outside, the Earth Tribe Pokemon were attacking the Flying Types. There were demands, insults, spitting, battle cries, and there were even some tears, blood, sweat and scars. Freesia dashed towards Dyno, the Staraptor she'd ridden today. While he was distracted, she used Magical Leaf, cutting a part of his left wing off. She pinned him.

"You- you traitor!" she could feel her eyes sting with sadness, but immediately wiped it away. "You will pay for this, Dyno! I trusted you! But now I know that you're nothing but a traitor! A filthy, bloodthirsty traitor!" immediately, the same Pangoro from earlier grabbed the wounded and weak Pokemon before thanking Freesia and walking away. In the distance, Morpheus was losing in a battle with a Trumbeak and Archen.

"Juno, we have to go check on the rest of the Mountable Pokemon!"the Kirlia demanded. "They might be escaping by now! C'mon, let's go!" immediately, without any second thoughts, Freesia jumped on each Flying Type throughout the tribe until she finally got to the Arena. All of the Mountables that were residents of the Flying Tribe were escaping desperately! "STOP RIGHT THERE!" The Kirlia shrieked, before a large wave of Confusion hit all of them. She silently hoped that Juno would come to her aid, soon enough, as she blasted another Confusion. Soon, Morpheus appeared beside her.

"Leave this to me, weakling." he snapped. Instead of retorting, Freesia ignored him. "Juno!" She called out, and jumped up to a Pidgeotto. She used Disarming Voice and Magical Leaf as more dark clouds filled the sky. Suddenly, louder than all of the Pokemon's shrieks, a loud scream came from below. There, lay an Taillow. It seemed only two years, and it looked as if it was a low level indeed. Blood seeped out of it's chest, and tears rained down her eyes...

"My baby!" a Swellow cried out. "How could you do this to my baby?!" as she fluttered down, soon, their tears were in sync. Nobody moved. Slowly, the Pokemon's chest stopped heaving. It's eyes closed. The tears and crimson coming from it's body stopped. It was dead. He was dead. She was dead. The baby Pokemon was DEAD! Quietly, the sky whipped up into a storm and the Flying Tribe left as the Earth Tribe just silently went to their dens. Freesia sat down beside Juno and glanced at him.

Shakily, she said "When I was a Ralts..." her eyes wandered to his. "my parents told me that when a Pokemon dies, a storm whips up. I-I guess they were right..." She burst into tears, burying her eyes in her hands.

Juno slowly looked down. "We had to deal with far too many deaths over the years.." he muttered.

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I just wanted to say that I based the "when a Pokemon dies" thing off of "We Are The Pokemon, And We Don't Need You Anymore" book. Go and read that book and it's sequel on Wattpad, it's AWESOME.

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