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Mixturing Moves - Chapter 28
YOOOOO, IT’S FINALLY HERE!
Been looking forward to the release of this chapter (along with M&T2’s) for so long now. Once again, future chapters will take awhile to release due to me hyper busy on working on them along with other stuff going on in my life! And in case some of you don’t know:
I’m unfortunately going to focus on just the M&T series and MM in terms of my written works instead of introducing a new PMD fic (or a fanfic in general) like I said I was going to do in the two fic’s summaries. Hopefully though these fics will suffice since I’m still looking forward to the many twists, turns, actions, character growths, and overall just having fun writing them!
With all of that out of the way, happy new years! And I hope you all enjoy. n_n (Also fyi, I’m a massive fan of Claire upon me re-reading this oldfic a while back. If you’re a fan of her too, you’re in luck since I plan to have her be more bizarre and unpredictable than what my past self intended for her.)
“Oooh! That looks nice!” Mark says, pointing at a star-shaped balloon attached to a house.
Jimmy nods. “Yes yes, that’s quite the exquisite balloon, dear Mark!”
The sun’s light bounces off the object, giving it a sparkle effect. Natalie wags her tail, gazing in awe. “Yep! Never knew balloons could look this awesome!”
Claire squints. “Do you Pokémon find anything intriguing? It’s...just a balloon. Nothing fancy about it.”
“Oi, mate: Don’t you see those sparkles?” Lucas points with his tail. “That balloon may be made out of breathtaking gems and stones—hardwork was plastered into that thing!”
The Shinx lowers her head. “Still don’t follow.”
The six roam around the bay, travelers like Gigaliths and Aromatisses residing in the place—heading towards Draven’s manufacture shop admiring the ships. Iris pokes her claw at the Clawitzer while on the stand beside the shop: Forming a resting face. Anna and Cerise are also there, the former sitting next to the dragon staring down while the latter sits on Iris’ shoulder.
“Is it ready? Is it ready?” she asks ad nauseam. She keeps poking and poking: Draven’s brow quirking, glaring.
“Hmm…”
“Aren’t you going to tell us?”
Ashen lifts a claw. “Uh, Iris: I think he—“
“GRAH! Will you quit it already!?” Draven snaps. “THE SHIP ISN’T READY YET!”
“What?” The Dragonite folds her arms, huffing. “No fair: How come it isn’t ready now?”
Draven brushes his claw. “Cuz as I’ve stated numerous times: The ship needs about five days—probably six due to the sizes for you…” He counts. “10 people.”
Cerise blinks when he was counted. I’m surprised he doesn’t question what I am like the others I’ve met, he thinks.
Draven sighs. “It’ll take awhile for the ship to be ready by then.”
The Dragonite rolls her eyes, her necklace shifting. “Ugh. Alright.”
“Now please: Let me do my job without someone jabbing me cheeks.” Draven goes over to advertise the customers eyeing his ships, gesturing his claws around.
The Dragonite slouches, groaning. “Ugh. It’s pretty annoying that we have to stay here longer than usual.” Her arms fold, her eyes closing. “I’d rather hear Ego’s rambles about some generic fabric than to play the waiting game.”
“Ah cheer up, mate: It’s not so bad around here.” Lucas gestures towards the ocean. “We can still admire the sea even when we’re not crossing it.”
“Meh.” Iris glances off. “Would’ve preferred to get a move on.” She then glances at her claws. “I got places to be, hun.”
The Furret quirks his brow. “Such as?”
The Dragonite gazes at the ground. “…” She huffs. “Look, I just want a ship to sleep in, that’s all!”
Jimmy lifts his a claw. “And fear not Iris, my gracious friend: We will achieve our goal at acquiring ourselves a ship!” His claw presses against his chest like a drum. “And we will feel glorious like the good ol’ times!”
You didn’t have to say it so dramatically, you know? Iris thinks.
Ashen eyes the forest nearby, smiling. “Say, how about we travel into the Nocturne Forest?”
Iris looks at the Linoone. “Eh?”
“I’m curious to see what that forest looks like, that’s all. Could even find some neat treasures in there.”
Iris caresses her chin. “Hmm...Eh, sure.”
Ashen pumps his fist in the air. “Sweet!” He looks at the rest of the squad. “Any of you wanna come along, too?”
“Heck yeah, mate!” Lucas exclaims, spreading his arms in joy.
Mark nods. “I don’t mind!”
Natalie yawns, scratching her ear. “I’m bored so I might as well.”
Claire bows. “I obey whatever wishes my mistress commands. Therefore, I’ll oblige to this ‘Nocturne Forest Touring’.”
Natalie slowly looks at the Shinx. “I mean, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to. That’s fi—“
“BUT I INSIST!” Claire gets close to the Zorua, Natalie laughing in a nervous manner.
“Well, if you say so.”
Lucas squints at the Shinx. “You and your loyalty to Natalie, I swear Claire.”
Ashen scratches the side of his cheek. “It’s pretty bizarre, haha.”
Claire simply turns towards the brothers: Her yellow eyes unwavering, her demeanor still and cold—gazing directly into their souls. Ashen and Lucas yelp. “Although that’s perfectly fine!” the two say quickly, earning a soft purr out of the lynx. The duo looks at each other. What the hell was that?
“Ahhem!” Jimmy presses a claw against his chest once more. “As the Heroic Jimster, I’ll partake on this exploration, too!”
Cerise raises his tail. “I’ll go as well.” The green entity glares at the forest, mountains and waterfalls littering afar. “There’s...something I want to check on.”
Iris tilts her head. “Like what?”
“…” Quietness utters from Cerise, a squint lowering down his one gray eye. “Just a statue I saw a few days ago.”
“Is that so?”
Cerise slowly nods.
Iris folds her arms. “Well, I’ll stay behind and watch over Nomar then.”
“Same here…” Anna says this in a melancholic tone, Iris catching on—her brow raising at her.
The Dragonite walks to the vulpine. “Anna, are you alright?”
The Ninetales stares off. “...I’m fine, yes.”
“You don’t sound like it.”
“That’s because you’re overthinking it.” The Ninetales side-glares the dragon. “As always.”
Iris brings her head back, scoffing. She sighs, staring off. “Fuck you too, I guess…” she mumbles. With that, the group leaves towards Nocturne Forest as Iris and Anna go back to their rented house.
. . .
The Nocturne Forest exudes amazement and grandness: Natural greens flourishing from left to right, plants sprouting themselves into blooming galore. Flowers litter across the grass and trees, a few even having hexagonal shapes to them—confusing a particular red-dotted individual every time he looks at them.
Everyone is amazed by the beauty of it all, spotting a couple of wild Pokémon communicating with one another—even waving at a few, including some hellos along the way.
“What a gorgeous looking forest…” Cerise simply states, his jaw—if he has any—dropping.
“I concur: This looks like a massive improvement from my time living in the Noctis Forest!” Jimmy provides a haughty laugh, his hands by his hips.
“Honestly when pitting that creepy ass forest against this lively one: This solos it WITHOUT a doubt!” Natalie exaggerates, a giggle from her and Mark being prompted as Claire blinks on in neutrality.
“Well if mistress believes that to be the case, then it most certainly is true.”
Natalie giggles soon devolves into discomfort, the girl staring off. “You don’t know the half of it, haha…”
Mark sighs. Yeah…
Everyone proceeds onward until—
“Oi! Look what I’ve found!” Lucas shouts, pointing ahead. Everyone looks: A long log extends itself from one side to the next—the group in utter awe at the sight.
“Whooa…” Mark and Natalie both say, eyeing down the steep cliff below the log, containing a river passing by.
Jimmy gazes down, too: Whistling. “Whew. That’s a pretty deep fall.”
Claire perks up. “I acquiesce!”
The Furret turns his head. “What.”
The Shinx huffs, lifting her chin with a smirk. “Of course a mere mortal wouldn’t know that it means I agree.”
Lucas squints. “That sounds like some made-up junk, mate.”
Claire rolls her eyes. “Regardless: The fall may be the end for us if we’re not careful.”
“No kidding!” Mark gulps, shielding behind his bow. “Let’s, uh, c-cross the log with caution, yeah?”
Lucas waves his paw up and down. “Oh don’t sweat it, kiddo: It’s just some measly log connecting to the other half of the forest. No biggie, really!”
The Linoone crosses his arms. “Yeah, except for the fact that the log is long and there’s—“ Ashen quickly counts the group. “Seven of us total.” He stares ahead worriedly. “I’m...unsure on how long that log has been there.” Taking a look at it, the wood has seen better days: Lacking the vibrant greens like in the forest, being replaced with dull grays. Ashen sighs. “Let’s hope it doesn’t crumple apart while we travel.”
With that, the gang proceeds onward: Traversing across the log with precaution. It shakes, the gang gasping with one step after another. Mark trembles, sticking close to Natalie and Claire. He whines at the sight of that deep fall, Natalie stopping for a moment to pat his back—soothing the poor jackal. Meanwhile Cerise slithers with patience, being aware of his steps.
“Z...a...re…”
He blinks, the red-dotted blob staring off. Huh…? Soon, voices appear in his head: Numerous of them, compiling one after another.
“Z...a...re…”
“...yg...d…”
Two of those words: Appearing nonstop, ringing throughout the green individual’s mind. Cerise flinches. What...are these voices saying? Soon, flat blobs spawn everywhere on the log—still and static, all staring at Cerise. His eyes widen, trembling at their very core.
I-It’s those things! And they’re everywhere this time! Cerise whimpers, backing away: Sweats sliding down his head.
Jimmy looks behind him, his head tilting. “Hmm?” He walks over to Cerise. “Is something the matter, my fri—“ the Heracross slips.
“YEIIKES!”
Cerise yelps. “Jimmy!”
Lucas hurriedly grabs the Heracross’ hand. “I got hi—HOLY SMOKES!” He gets dragged along, the duo screaming at their descent. Ashen grabs Lucas by the backpaw, grunting.
“I got you, bro! Gngh!” Ashen yelps, about to fall off himself until Mark and Natalie catch him. Claire also helps, clenching her teeth onto Natalie’s tail. The Zorua yelps, eyeing behind her.
“You could’ve used your paws, you know!”
Claire briefly lets go and grabs the fox’s tail properly, whimpering. “Apologies, my mistress!” The group grunts and groans: Tugging, pulling—doing everything in their power to bring the fallen members over.
“Ngh! Come on! Just pull a bit more!” Ashen advises. Cerise sits by watching: Acknowledging the log he’s on shaking with each pull the gang does. Lucas and Jimmy gradually make it close, the Heracross’ body being halfway on the log.
“Just one more…”
With a simple yank, the gang manages to have them over the log. Without a single word, everyone hurries over to the other side, panting heavily. They rest on the grassy ground, sighing in relief.
“Phew...That was a close call,” Mark exclaims, planting his back onto the ground.
Claire licks her paw, her tail swaying. “That was rather exhilarating, actually!” She giggles before purring. “We should do that again.”
Jimmy, Mark, Natalie, and Cerise glance over to the Shinx. “What.”
Ashen soon slaps Lucas, the Furret yapping. “Eek!” He rubs his face. “What was that for, mate!?”
“For suddenly jumping off like that! I was worried sick for you, dude!” Ashen exclaims, his tone drenching in anxiousness.
“I was trying to save Jimmy, bro.” Lucas tilts his head. “I...don’t really get what was wrong with me helping my friend there?”
“I—“ Ashen shakes his head. “Look, it doesn’t hurt to be more careful, alright?”
Lucas quirks his brow. “While trying to save my crewmate???” The Furret shakes his head. “I’m sorry, but that doesn’t click with me. I have the opportunity to save him and took it.” Everyone gazes at the two. “When the situation makes it easy to save someone, I’d feel more awful for not taking it than if I did took it and ended my life, ya know?”
“…Fair point, actually.” Ashen stares down for a moment, contemplating. “Sorry.” Sighs. “I just...didn’t want you to get hurt, that’s all.”
Lucas smiles. “No worries, mate: I understand!” He blinks off to the side. “I think.”
Ashen playfully bump his fist against Lucas, the two snickering. “Let’s just keep moving already, goofball.”
As the crew continues on, Jimmy looks down at Cerise. “Hey, why were you standing there for a moment?” he asks.
Cerise blinks. “I...I was hearing things.” He looks side to side. “Strange voices telling me something I couldn’t comprehend.”
“Voices?”
“Yeah. Something about this ‘Zare’ again. Heard it some days ago too while at the Verdant Village.” His eye squints. “I saw these flat looking blob things again showing up on the log.” He perks up. “Did any of you see them?”
Jimmy shakes his head. “Not that I know of, my friend.” The Heracross caresses his chin. “How peculiar, though.”
“Very.” The red-dotted creature glances at the trees. “Even heard one of the voices say something different this time: ‘Ygd’.”
“Y..Ygd???” Jimmy’s brow quirks.
“I have no clue, either. Just—“ Cerise stops for a moment, staring up at the glaring sun. “What does all of this means?”
“Hmm...”
Soon, everyone makes it to a gate in front of the open wide field: Pertaining a village behind it. The group suspects the gate, its rusty and decaying nature spreading across as the door itself is halfway open. The seven look at each other in confusion, a wrinkled sign plastering itself on the gate titled:
‘Nocturne Valley’
“What...happened here?” Mark questions.
“It looks like no one has been here for some time now, mate,” Lucas comments. He shivers. “Giving me the creeps-mareeps!”
Ashen blinks. “The creeps-mawhat now?”
“Regardless, the unnerving nature of this village makes it look so fun to visit!” Claire exclaims with joy, nudging against her paw. “So excited for the enthusiastic spooks it has to offer!”
Natalie glances at the Shinx. You’re so darn weird, Claire.
Afterwards, the crew enters within the valley: Caution creeping throughout them.
Been looking forward to the release of this chapter (along with M&T2’s) for so long now. Once again, future chapters will take awhile to release due to me hyper busy on working on them along with other stuff going on in my life! And in case some of you don’t know:
I’m unfortunately going to focus on just the M&T series and MM in terms of my written works instead of introducing a new PMD fic (or a fanfic in general) like I said I was going to do in the two fic’s summaries. Hopefully though these fics will suffice since I’m still looking forward to the many twists, turns, actions, character growths, and overall just having fun writing them!
With all of that out of the way, happy new years! And I hope you all enjoy. n_n (Also fyi, I’m a massive fan of Claire upon me re-reading this oldfic a while back. If you’re a fan of her too, you’re in luck since I plan to have her be more bizarre and unpredictable than what my past self intended for her.)
Chapter 28: Journey Into the Nocturne Forest.“Oooh! That looks nice!” Mark says, pointing at a star-shaped balloon attached to a house.
Jimmy nods. “Yes yes, that’s quite the exquisite balloon, dear Mark!”
The sun’s light bounces off the object, giving it a sparkle effect. Natalie wags her tail, gazing in awe. “Yep! Never knew balloons could look this awesome!”
Claire squints. “Do you Pokémon find anything intriguing? It’s...just a balloon. Nothing fancy about it.”
“Oi, mate: Don’t you see those sparkles?” Lucas points with his tail. “That balloon may be made out of breathtaking gems and stones—hardwork was plastered into that thing!”
The Shinx lowers her head. “Still don’t follow.”
The six roam around the bay, travelers like Gigaliths and Aromatisses residing in the place—heading towards Draven’s manufacture shop admiring the ships. Iris pokes her claw at the Clawitzer while on the stand beside the shop: Forming a resting face. Anna and Cerise are also there, the former sitting next to the dragon staring down while the latter sits on Iris’ shoulder.
“Is it ready? Is it ready?” she asks ad nauseam. She keeps poking and poking: Draven’s brow quirking, glaring.
“Hmm…”
“Aren’t you going to tell us?”
Ashen lifts a claw. “Uh, Iris: I think he—“
“GRAH! Will you quit it already!?” Draven snaps. “THE SHIP ISN’T READY YET!”
“What?” The Dragonite folds her arms, huffing. “No fair: How come it isn’t ready now?”
Draven brushes his claw. “Cuz as I’ve stated numerous times: The ship needs about five days—probably six due to the sizes for you…” He counts. “10 people.”
Cerise blinks when he was counted. I’m surprised he doesn’t question what I am like the others I’ve met, he thinks.
Draven sighs. “It’ll take awhile for the ship to be ready by then.”
The Dragonite rolls her eyes, her necklace shifting. “Ugh. Alright.”
“Now please: Let me do my job without someone jabbing me cheeks.” Draven goes over to advertise the customers eyeing his ships, gesturing his claws around.
The Dragonite slouches, groaning. “Ugh. It’s pretty annoying that we have to stay here longer than usual.” Her arms fold, her eyes closing. “I’d rather hear Ego’s rambles about some generic fabric than to play the waiting game.”
“Ah cheer up, mate: It’s not so bad around here.” Lucas gestures towards the ocean. “We can still admire the sea even when we’re not crossing it.”
“Meh.” Iris glances off. “Would’ve preferred to get a move on.” She then glances at her claws. “I got places to be, hun.”
The Furret quirks his brow. “Such as?”
The Dragonite gazes at the ground. “…” She huffs. “Look, I just want a ship to sleep in, that’s all!”
Jimmy lifts his a claw. “And fear not Iris, my gracious friend: We will achieve our goal at acquiring ourselves a ship!” His claw presses against his chest like a drum. “And we will feel glorious like the good ol’ times!”
You didn’t have to say it so dramatically, you know? Iris thinks.
Ashen eyes the forest nearby, smiling. “Say, how about we travel into the Nocturne Forest?”
Iris looks at the Linoone. “Eh?”
“I’m curious to see what that forest looks like, that’s all. Could even find some neat treasures in there.”
Iris caresses her chin. “Hmm...Eh, sure.”
Ashen pumps his fist in the air. “Sweet!” He looks at the rest of the squad. “Any of you wanna come along, too?”
“Heck yeah, mate!” Lucas exclaims, spreading his arms in joy.
Mark nods. “I don’t mind!”
Natalie yawns, scratching her ear. “I’m bored so I might as well.”
Claire bows. “I obey whatever wishes my mistress commands. Therefore, I’ll oblige to this ‘Nocturne Forest Touring’.”
Natalie slowly looks at the Shinx. “I mean, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to. That’s fi—“
“BUT I INSIST!” Claire gets close to the Zorua, Natalie laughing in a nervous manner.
“Well, if you say so.”
Lucas squints at the Shinx. “You and your loyalty to Natalie, I swear Claire.”
Ashen scratches the side of his cheek. “It’s pretty bizarre, haha.”
Claire simply turns towards the brothers: Her yellow eyes unwavering, her demeanor still and cold—gazing directly into their souls. Ashen and Lucas yelp. “Although that’s perfectly fine!” the two say quickly, earning a soft purr out of the lynx. The duo looks at each other. What the hell was that?
“Ahhem!” Jimmy presses a claw against his chest once more. “As the Heroic Jimster, I’ll partake on this exploration, too!”
Cerise raises his tail. “I’ll go as well.” The green entity glares at the forest, mountains and waterfalls littering afar. “There’s...something I want to check on.”
Iris tilts her head. “Like what?”
“…” Quietness utters from Cerise, a squint lowering down his one gray eye. “Just a statue I saw a few days ago.”
“Is that so?”
Cerise slowly nods.
Iris folds her arms. “Well, I’ll stay behind and watch over Nomar then.”
“Same here…” Anna says this in a melancholic tone, Iris catching on—her brow raising at her.
The Dragonite walks to the vulpine. “Anna, are you alright?”
The Ninetales stares off. “...I’m fine, yes.”
“You don’t sound like it.”
“That’s because you’re overthinking it.” The Ninetales side-glares the dragon. “As always.”
Iris brings her head back, scoffing. She sighs, staring off. “Fuck you too, I guess…” she mumbles. With that, the group leaves towards Nocturne Forest as Iris and Anna go back to their rented house.
. . .
The Nocturne Forest exudes amazement and grandness: Natural greens flourishing from left to right, plants sprouting themselves into blooming galore. Flowers litter across the grass and trees, a few even having hexagonal shapes to them—confusing a particular red-dotted individual every time he looks at them.
Everyone is amazed by the beauty of it all, spotting a couple of wild Pokémon communicating with one another—even waving at a few, including some hellos along the way.
“What a gorgeous looking forest…” Cerise simply states, his jaw—if he has any—dropping.
“I concur: This looks like a massive improvement from my time living in the Noctis Forest!” Jimmy provides a haughty laugh, his hands by his hips.
“Honestly when pitting that creepy ass forest against this lively one: This solos it WITHOUT a doubt!” Natalie exaggerates, a giggle from her and Mark being prompted as Claire blinks on in neutrality.
“Well if mistress believes that to be the case, then it most certainly is true.”
Natalie giggles soon devolves into discomfort, the girl staring off. “You don’t know the half of it, haha…”
Mark sighs. Yeah…
Everyone proceeds onward until—
“Oi! Look what I’ve found!” Lucas shouts, pointing ahead. Everyone looks: A long log extends itself from one side to the next—the group in utter awe at the sight.
“Whooa…” Mark and Natalie both say, eyeing down the steep cliff below the log, containing a river passing by.
Jimmy gazes down, too: Whistling. “Whew. That’s a pretty deep fall.”
Claire perks up. “I acquiesce!”
The Furret turns his head. “What.”
The Shinx huffs, lifting her chin with a smirk. “Of course a mere mortal wouldn’t know that it means I agree.”
Lucas squints. “That sounds like some made-up junk, mate.”
Claire rolls her eyes. “Regardless: The fall may be the end for us if we’re not careful.”
“No kidding!” Mark gulps, shielding behind his bow. “Let’s, uh, c-cross the log with caution, yeah?”
Lucas waves his paw up and down. “Oh don’t sweat it, kiddo: It’s just some measly log connecting to the other half of the forest. No biggie, really!”
The Linoone crosses his arms. “Yeah, except for the fact that the log is long and there’s—“ Ashen quickly counts the group. “Seven of us total.” He stares ahead worriedly. “I’m...unsure on how long that log has been there.” Taking a look at it, the wood has seen better days: Lacking the vibrant greens like in the forest, being replaced with dull grays. Ashen sighs. “Let’s hope it doesn’t crumple apart while we travel.”
With that, the gang proceeds onward: Traversing across the log with precaution. It shakes, the gang gasping with one step after another. Mark trembles, sticking close to Natalie and Claire. He whines at the sight of that deep fall, Natalie stopping for a moment to pat his back—soothing the poor jackal. Meanwhile Cerise slithers with patience, being aware of his steps.
“Z...a...re…”
He blinks, the red-dotted blob staring off. Huh…? Soon, voices appear in his head: Numerous of them, compiling one after another.
“Z...a...re…”
“...yg...d…”
Two of those words: Appearing nonstop, ringing throughout the green individual’s mind. Cerise flinches. What...are these voices saying? Soon, flat blobs spawn everywhere on the log—still and static, all staring at Cerise. His eyes widen, trembling at their very core.
I-It’s those things! And they’re everywhere this time! Cerise whimpers, backing away: Sweats sliding down his head.
Jimmy looks behind him, his head tilting. “Hmm?” He walks over to Cerise. “Is something the matter, my fri—“ the Heracross slips.
“YEIIKES!”
Cerise yelps. “Jimmy!”
Lucas hurriedly grabs the Heracross’ hand. “I got hi—HOLY SMOKES!” He gets dragged along, the duo screaming at their descent. Ashen grabs Lucas by the backpaw, grunting.
“I got you, bro! Gngh!” Ashen yelps, about to fall off himself until Mark and Natalie catch him. Claire also helps, clenching her teeth onto Natalie’s tail. The Zorua yelps, eyeing behind her.
“You could’ve used your paws, you know!”
Claire briefly lets go and grabs the fox’s tail properly, whimpering. “Apologies, my mistress!” The group grunts and groans: Tugging, pulling—doing everything in their power to bring the fallen members over.
“Ngh! Come on! Just pull a bit more!” Ashen advises. Cerise sits by watching: Acknowledging the log he’s on shaking with each pull the gang does. Lucas and Jimmy gradually make it close, the Heracross’ body being halfway on the log.
“Just one more…”
With a simple yank, the gang manages to have them over the log. Without a single word, everyone hurries over to the other side, panting heavily. They rest on the grassy ground, sighing in relief.
“Phew...That was a close call,” Mark exclaims, planting his back onto the ground.
Claire licks her paw, her tail swaying. “That was rather exhilarating, actually!” She giggles before purring. “We should do that again.”
Jimmy, Mark, Natalie, and Cerise glance over to the Shinx. “What.”
Ashen soon slaps Lucas, the Furret yapping. “Eek!” He rubs his face. “What was that for, mate!?”
“For suddenly jumping off like that! I was worried sick for you, dude!” Ashen exclaims, his tone drenching in anxiousness.
“I was trying to save Jimmy, bro.” Lucas tilts his head. “I...don’t really get what was wrong with me helping my friend there?”
“I—“ Ashen shakes his head. “Look, it doesn’t hurt to be more careful, alright?”
Lucas quirks his brow. “While trying to save my crewmate???” The Furret shakes his head. “I’m sorry, but that doesn’t click with me. I have the opportunity to save him and took it.” Everyone gazes at the two. “When the situation makes it easy to save someone, I’d feel more awful for not taking it than if I did took it and ended my life, ya know?”
“…Fair point, actually.” Ashen stares down for a moment, contemplating. “Sorry.” Sighs. “I just...didn’t want you to get hurt, that’s all.”
Lucas smiles. “No worries, mate: I understand!” He blinks off to the side. “I think.”
Ashen playfully bump his fist against Lucas, the two snickering. “Let’s just keep moving already, goofball.”
As the crew continues on, Jimmy looks down at Cerise. “Hey, why were you standing there for a moment?” he asks.
Cerise blinks. “I...I was hearing things.” He looks side to side. “Strange voices telling me something I couldn’t comprehend.”
“Voices?”
“Yeah. Something about this ‘Zare’ again. Heard it some days ago too while at the Verdant Village.” His eye squints. “I saw these flat looking blob things again showing up on the log.” He perks up. “Did any of you see them?”
Jimmy shakes his head. “Not that I know of, my friend.” The Heracross caresses his chin. “How peculiar, though.”
“Very.” The red-dotted creature glances at the trees. “Even heard one of the voices say something different this time: ‘Ygd’.”
“Y..Ygd???” Jimmy’s brow quirks.
“I have no clue, either. Just—“ Cerise stops for a moment, staring up at the glaring sun. “What does all of this means?”
“Hmm...”
Soon, everyone makes it to a gate in front of the open wide field: Pertaining a village behind it. The group suspects the gate, its rusty and decaying nature spreading across as the door itself is halfway open. The seven look at each other in confusion, a wrinkled sign plastering itself on the gate titled:
‘Nocturne Valley’
“What...happened here?” Mark questions.
“It looks like no one has been here for some time now, mate,” Lucas comments. He shivers. “Giving me the creeps-mareeps!”
Ashen blinks. “The creeps-mawhat now?”
“Regardless, the unnerving nature of this village makes it look so fun to visit!” Claire exclaims with joy, nudging against her paw. “So excited for the enthusiastic spooks it has to offer!”
Natalie glances at the Shinx. You’re so darn weird, Claire.
Afterwards, the crew enters within the valley: Caution creeping throughout them.
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Category Story / Pokemon
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 42.1 kB
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