I was resting in my pokeball, staring at the starry night sky. I had been healed at the pokemon center a few hours before and was lying down on some grass. The major battle that was important to Beth was over with, and I helped her become the victor. But then a thought came to me.
"It wasn't just me that helped out, the others must have too. They deserve some appreciation as well. I'd really like to meet them."
I had wondered before how to get out of my pokeball myself, but never actually searched for an exit. Standing back up, I started to look around. I first came to the giant windmill in the center of the clearing. I circled the structure, inspecting it and see if there was anything out of the ordinary. Suddenly, I saw it.
The wood paneling in the back was made in a way that made an outline of a rectangle. The height of the shape stopped just after my head, almost as if it was made for me. Curious, I pushed on the wooden outline. The wood paneling rotated, the same way a revolving door would. The hole made by the displaced wood glowed a soft white light, but I couldn't see what was beyond.
I stepped into the light and felt my body tingling. My surroundings were now all glowing white and featureless. A small panic set into my body and I wondered if I had done something wrong.
After a few seconds, the white glow dissipated and I could see details emerging around me. I was in a dark room, with the only source of light coming from a window in front of me. My feet were set on a pastel green-carpeted floor and the walls around me were a dark shade of blue. Taking a look around, I found that I was in the middle of two human beds with my trainer sleeping on one of them.
I was startled to hear the sounds of rustling coming from the other bed. I made sure to keep my steps quiet as I investigated the noise. What I found were the other pokemon that Beth owned, tied to the legs of the bed.
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A Heart Made Of Ivy
FanfictionA young snivy is given to a new trainer. As she gains more experience with the outside world, the grass-type will learn who she is and what she is meant to do. Please be aware that this is my first story on Wattpad, so be patient in my writing. Tha...
