Dreamverse Stories [Pokémon One-Shots]

Homeless Hearts (2018 Rewrite)

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Rain poured down heavily within Pinwheel Forest, Pokémon huddled closely together as the thunder roared and crackled loudly overhead. The sky flashed brightly overhead, The lightning lighting up the otherwise pitch-black sky.

Within this forest, under a large and shared tree sat a teen. Vibrant blue hair standing out with each flash of lightning. Her Froslass floating silently behind her.

With the abilities the teen held in the palm of her hands, she could easily just teleport herself back to headquarters. But instead, she chose to stay there. Her brilliant blue eyes watching the raindrops as they heavily fell from the sky in large quantities.

She was silent, the only sound present was the almost unnoticeable sound of her breathing alongside the loud downpour of rain around her.

It was like a moment of quiet, related tranquillity between each earthshattering flash of lightning that was highlighted with a loud crash-like boom. She almost didn't notice the sound of the loud, bloodcurdling screeching.

The sound was so faint, so difficult to hear. Yet it was just loud enough to pique the teen's interest enough to move from her spot to investigate. Her body fading away alongside her Froslass, leaving nothing in their places.

The two materialized once more under the cover of a different tree, before them, they found themselves presented with quite the gruesome sight.

A Houndoom hung over the dead body of a female trainer, the ginger-haired girl covered in blood and sticky mud. Blood dripped from its jaws, his mouth drawn back in a threatening snarl, eyes dilated as it stood over the blood-covered body. Though, it's attention appeared to be directed at the foliage before it.

This didn't seem to phase the teen in the slightest, as it wasn't an uncommon sight for the girl.

So instead, she directed her attention to the greenery, still remaining silent and unnoticed by the aggressive Pokémon. Within the greenery, the small sounds of whimpers and squeals could be heard.

This piqued the girl's interest greatly, curiosity driving her to intervene. Thus, she simply gestured for her Pokémon to attack.

The Froslass didn't seem too concerned about hitting the Pokémon, instead, simply firing a Shadow Ball at its feet. This deemed enough to startle the hell hound, the Pokemon's head perking up in surprise, setting its eyes on the girl and the Pokemon for a moment, almost as if it was sizing then up. It was a second Shadow Ball fired at the Pokémons feet that the creature seemed to grow some sense, finally scampering off into the depth of the forest.

If the teen had been thinking with any sense, she probably would have caught the Pokémon without a moment of hesitation. However, her attention seemed to be occupied with the scared whimpers instead. Curiosity clouding her sense.

The bluenette finally pulled herself out of the shelter of the tree's shade, rain pouring down on top of her as she moved towards the foliage, kneeling down in the mud and sticky crimson blood. She pushed some of the small branches of the bush, revealing two young-looking Eevee's. Their wet fur plastered to their bodies as they violently shook from their spots. Either it was from the cold rain or fear was impossible to tell.

The teen stared at the two in curiosity. Her head tilting to the side, almost mimicking a curious Meowth.

The two Eevee seemed to only stare at her in fear attempting to move back further underneath the foliage to get away from her.

It was at this moment the girl felt a rare moment of sympathy, bending down so she was at eye level with them. She ignored the rain, blood and mud that stained her hair, skin, and dress. Instead, choosing to focus on soothing the small fox-like pokémon.

"Shh, it's okay little ones. You're safe now."

The teen's voice held a layer of comfort and security with her words. Though the pokemon did not move towards her, they stopped attempting to back away.

At this, the brunette let out a short sigh, leaning further in a forward motion and carefully scooping the shivering bundles of wet fur into her arms. The two Pokemon seemed to relax a bit once they felt themselves with the safety of the teen.

They seemed to realize they were safe now.

She couldn't... Wouldn't leave them here to die.

So instead with both normal types in her care, she seemingly faded away into nothing, Her Froslass yet again, following closely after.

All that was left behind was the mangled body of the girl once known as their trainer.

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A/N: I hope you all enjoyed it. This is a rewrite I did of a one-shot I wrote almost two years ago. I'm honestly extremely proud of how well this turned out, and it makes me happy to see the amount of improvement I've made in both my storytelling, as well as my writing in general. If you are interested in reading the original One-Shot, it should soon be posted on my alt account NovasArchives (on Wattpad if you're reading this on Archives Of Our Own, Fanfiction.net, or Amino). As I don't particularly like to delete previous works, I like being able to see how I've improved over the years, It helps me feel a little proud of myself.

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