Pokemon Apocalypse

Chapter 2

Alright, let's back up, I kinda just threw you into all the action without explaining myself. My name is Beth Hansip Mutheu. I'm 13. I have a sister. She's called Terze Muglo Mutheu. Pronounced Tare-zae (I know, weird names right?). The day after the Beedrill incident, my mom died to the hands, er, flames of a Rapidash. A RAPIDASH. I thought that they were gentle creatures. My mom wanted to see the flaming pony on our front lawn. She patted her and though that it was safe to climb on. The Rapidash ran away with my mother's flaming body on its back. A day later, she hadn't returned. I have a dog, er, had, because of THAT STUPID PINSIR. The horror. Blood, guts and parts that I didn't even know were in a dog, all over my living room. I mutilated the vile thing with a chair and that was that. After that, it was just my sister and I fending for survival. After the stench drove us out of our house, we decided to try and get to a hospital or CDC, where the TV said survivors should go, before a Drilbur dug through the electric grid. We looked at all of the maps in our house by flashlight, and had the route to the nearest hospital locked in our brains. We couldn't drive, so I made up a pack of utmost necessities for survival, including the Gameboy. My sister tried to just take her unicorn plushie, but I made her take a pack of necessities along with it. We were taking a shortcut through the woods, and my sister said she was tired, so we set up camp in a clearing we found. I had packed a tent, so we were good to go. We made ourselves comfortable, and having been walking for awhile, drifted off to sleep. When I woke up it was quiet. Too quiet. I opened my eyes, expecting my sister to be right in front of me, but instead I found nothing but air where she should be sleeping. I heard a sort of choked noise outside of the tent, and peeked out. The first thing I saw was a purple tail. I allowed my eyes to travel up the its body to find my sister laying limp in its grasp, the Arbok's eyes fixed on her face and its mouth open as it choked the life out of my sister, getting ready for its poison sting attack to finish her off. My eyes filled with tears as I grabbed the nearest thing, which was a granola bar, and started to repeatedly smack the things tail. I gave me a hateful look, dropped my sister and slithered away into the woods. I dropped the granola bar and ran over to my lifeless sister. Her eyes were glassy but they still had life in them. This gave me hope. I quickly checked for a pulse and she started breathing. With even more hope for my sister, I sat there and watched the rise and fall of her chest, waiting for her to wake up. About five minutes later she stirred and opened her eyes.

"Terze! I thought you were dead!"

"I thought that too," she said dreamily. "But how did it get into the tent without us noticing?"

"I'd like to know that too."