Light in the Dark

CHAPTER 3: Sad Thoughts

        I woke up the next morning and looked at my watch.
6:27 July 2.  
        I had the day off school today, and knew what I was going to do with it.  I quietly got out of my bed and slid the door of the bedroom open. There were only small traces of the scene that took place the night before, a dirty dish in the sink and the dust pan and broom now laying in the living room. I listened the soft echo of my father's snores thay normally came from his room, only to be left with silence. Taking this as a sign he was no longer here I rushed to the bathroom to shower and prepare myself.for the day.
  After renentering the room I dressed myself in a black t-shirt with yellow along the colar and end of the sleeves and black cargo pants with yellow suspenders that hung from my waist almost to my knees. As I tied my hair back to its usual unorderly hair do, (see title picture for general idea of her appearance) my eyes wandered to my backpack that now lay askew on the floor with my running shoes tumbling out of the now open bag.
I had never worn the shoes but had always carried them with me. I did this for two reasons: one I really didn't like the shoes, and two because they were the last thing my mother had given me before she disappeared last year.
  Ruki, Mom and I had been at the Lilycove department store shopping and watching pokemon contests when it had happened. We were on the second floor when the building was ruined.  Due to the fact that my mother was pokemon reasearcher and water pokemon trainer, using starmie and blastoise we were able to escape the rubble. However, not without the casualties of Ruki's eyes and the majority of my memory of that day. All I remember after I hit my head was her telling me it would be okay, kissing my forehead, then her running away to help with the chaos. That was the last time I saw her and the last thing Ruki ever saw.
  I pulled the shoes out of my bag, remembering how ugly I thought they were when we were in the store. Mom had bought them anyway because she believed I would change my mind.  The shoes were high topped with a yellow stripe on the side and a pokeball designed strap to hide the laces. I decided to put the shoes on just to try them on.
  They fit perfectly, and to my surprise, I loved them. For the first time in a long time tears threatened to fall from my eyes. She had been right after all. I grinned, as usual I had been too stuborne to trust her and as usual she had been right, like the majority of our relationship had been.
   I looked up from where I sat on my bed, realizing that I still had to prepare Ruki for the day I wiped my eyes and woke up the reluctant kindergardner.
   As I dressed him, I was reminded of my mother once again. They had had the same face and eyes, where his hair had come from was a mystery to all of us, like my red eyes. I shook these thoughts out of my head and focused at the task at hand.
   After 20 minutes of wrestling Ruki into his closes and preparing a meal for us to share, him and I left the house with my backpack on my back.  We lived a little ways from the actual city of Lilycove so we had a little ways to walk. Ruki always loved going into the city, mostly to hear the boats in the harbor. Today, however, was special. Today was there was a traveling market in honor of the battle frontier opening on the southern islands.

        "Emi?" Ruki asked, looking straight ahead.

        "Yes?"

        "What happened to Eevee?" I was silent.

        When I was small, I got lost in a feild of tall grass while I was exploring.  I had been on a picnic with my parents on route 121.  I was upset because they had both refused to fly my kite with me.  As I walked with my kite in my chubby fingers, things began to become less and less familiar as the sky grew darker.  However, I did not notice these adue to my fuming anger towards my uncooperative parents.  Maybe if I had been paying more attention I would have noticed the continuous rustleling of the bush behind me made by my stalker. 

        A cold chill crept along the back of my neck, triggering the goosebumps across my spine. Terrified I spun around only to be faced with the black outlined eyes of a shuppet.  Paralyzed by my fear I merely stood there.  The shuppet stared as a small grin grew on his face.  A flash of purple light illuminated the twilight andstruck me with anunrelenting force. I was thrown to the ground, my shoulder flaming in pain where the attack had hit.  I struggled to stay awake, a small brown pokemon came to stand in front of me.  The pokemon thrust itself at the shuppet jaws first.  The last thing I remember from that night was the rustle of grass as the shuppet fled and a small body of warmth  curling up next to me and licking my wounded sholder.  The next day I had awoken in the pokemon shelter with a bandaged shoulder, worried parents, and an eevee that would not leave my side despites Nurse Joy's attempts. 

        "I don't know Ruki, she left a long time ago." I said quietly, shaking the bad memories away. 

        "Do you think she'll come back? I miss playing with her." Ruki asked, pulling my arm to his face. 

        "I don't know, that's up to Bee." Memories as to how my eevee had left began to make themselves known.  I quickly disembarked these and locked them away behind an imaginary door in my head. 

        "Let's not think about such sad things, today we are going to have fun. " I declared, tightening my grip of my brother's hand.  The reassuring words were more for myslef I admitted in my head. "Besides, we're here!"