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A New Partnership - part 7I didn't follow Grovyle right away, as I was still slightly worried.
(Such cold eyes...)
I looked up, surprised to see Togetic. It was then I realised I had been standing in the dining room longer than I thought.
"I'm sorry!" I said hastily. "I'll leave right away!"
"Oh no!" Togetic said, shaking her head. "I just wanted to ask you to do me a favour."
"Yes. You see, I'm supposed to bring this to Grovyle's room..." She showed me an apple, just big enough for one pokémon. "...but I really need to check the storages right now."
"Do you want me to check the storages for you?" I asked, relieved and delighted Togetic asked for my help.
"No, I would like you to bring this to Grovyle's room." She gestured at the apple and I nodded.
"All right! Leave it to me!" I answered cheerfully. I took the apple and hopped off, soon lost in thought.
(This apple must be for her, whoever she is. Would she be Grovyle's room mate? Wait! Where is his room?)
I spun around.
A New Partnership - part 6I didn't spare my partner another glance. It felt like a cold hand had closed around my heart. I stopped at the entrance of the corridor that led to the rooms of the guild members.
(Monty... doesn't have the right to know.)
I shook my head.
(I need some fresh air.)
Monty was still in the dining room when I climbed up to the highest floor of the guild. The only floor above the ground.
The sky was dark blue, littered with stars. I stared at them, surrounded by the sounds of the night and the torches burning behind me.
"Ah," I said softly to myself. "How long has it been since we watched the stars together? Will we ever be able to do it again, I wonder?"
"You shouldn't be out this late."
Without turning around, I answered: "Isn't it the same for you, guild master?"
Red eyes lit up in the darkness.
"Team Mudvyle seems to be doing well."
I didn't reply. ( I haven't searched since I met Monty...)
"Let us go inside," Ninetales said before disappearing into the guild. I followed without
Betrayed BloodEvery morning, Bandersnatch escorted me to the fields and every evening, he would take me back to the camp of his pack. Every time, his pack mates would stop in their tracks to watch us leave and arrive again. Their eyes were red and were glimmering with arrogance, hatred and joy, like those of Bandersnatch. I ignored their insults and their snarls. Despite the fact I was their prisoner, I kept my head high. Despite the fact I was deeply ashamed, I didn't spare them a second glance. Despite the fact I had no chance of escaping, I walked with proud strides, imagining my enemies to grovel at my feet, bloodied and begging for mercy. Mercy they wouldn't get. I didn't expect my pack to save me. In my opinion, they should let me live in shame between the rotten spirits that we called our rivals. I knew they wouldn't give me up that easily, as I was their treasure. Their fighting beauty. They would save me like they would save anyone, just to prove their minds were clean from the cruel though
Boundless BandersnatchHer eyes were like the sky. An never-ending blue, tinted with sadness, sweet, sweet sadness. Her fur, silky and soft, carried the color of a starless night. Blacker and more beautiful than the shadow side of the moon. Even the three small scars on her muzzle, forming like a triangle, couldn't affect her beauty. And she was ours. We had snatched her away, right from under the noses of our rivals. The thought of the expressions that would lie on their faces when they realized we had stolen their treasure was enough to thrill me. I wanted to howl to celebrate our victory and to mock with our enemies. I didn't, however.
She was sitting in the grass, not far from me. Simply looking at the bugs flying from flower to flower. It was my task to watch her. She glanced at me with her gorgeous eyes, reminding me once again she was my prisoner. Her pack mates were endless paw steps away and I was known as the fastest runner around these parts. Every effort to escape would be in vain and she knew it
A New Partnership - part 5Ninetales still wouldn't let us scout new areas, so we simply caught a rampaging Ratata and returned to the guild.
"Oh, Grovyle," Monty said suddenly. "I have a name for our team! Mudvyle!"
I stared at him.
"What?" he asked. "It's a combination of 'Mudkip' and 'Grovyle'. Isn't that awesome?"
I sighed and shook my head. "Fine," I said, "Whatever you want. How did your former partner even put up with you?"
I smiled, but to my surprise, Monty looked a little somber.
"You don't have to tell me," I added quickly.
"It's okay," he replied, "It's only natural you would like to know. The truth is my partner didn't."
Monty refused to look at me.
"But you were a fine explorer," I said, confused, "Otherwise, they wouldn't have placed you here. Didn't they "
"Exactly. That's why I went away and my partner stayed. Our personalities just didn't fit together. We had fights."
I was completely dumbfounded.
(How could anyone get into a fight with Monty? He's irritat
A New Partnership - part 4I watched Grovyle leave, confused.
(Did I say anything wrong? I only told him about the cries I heard Does that mean he did hear them? But why wouldn't he tell me?)
I shook my head and wanted to search for Bidoof.
I quickly spun around. Grovyle had turned as well.
He hopped past me.
"Let's do this," he grumbled.
Even though he didn't look like he was very happy with his decision, I was.
"All right!" I exclaimed.
Grovyle looked at me before he checked the bulletin boards.
(I think his eyes softened just now,) I thought, (And did I see a smile? A very small smile?)
"I'm starving! I bet Togetic has made something delicious again. Don't you think so, Grovyle?" I said.
We had just returned from our first mission together. I was glad I already had some experience, because Grovyle was fast and strong.
(He would probably have left me if I stayed behind too much )
"Food is just necessary for survival," my partner answered grumpily. "Without food, one becomes weak. I e
Apostate Little GhostWe awoke early. The sun had just begun to rise. We left our cage and waited. The sun slowly rose into the sky. We hated the light.
After the Masters had woken up, the pups were trained. Every time a new one made a single noise, the Cutting Tentacles hit their backs, until we pitied them.
We walked to them. The Masters stepped back. The new ones yapped and whined. We tackled them. We scratched, pushed and crushed them, but never bit. Never barked. Never warned.
When they were too weak to speak, we brought our faces close. "Hush," we said. "Hush." The Masters gave us raisins. We removed our masks and harnesses. We ate, we danced, we sang. The Masters watched. They smacked with their Cutting Tentacles. We didn't listen. Not this time.
I perked my ears. Someone answered our song. But no one heard. I sneaked to the fence. No one saw. An outsider was standing there. No one smelled. She looked at me. No one saw.
Her pelt was white. Like the snow that made me shiver. Her eyes were
Ghosts of OmbraWe crept to the entrance. The windows were dark. The Masters kept sleeping while our nails ticked on the ground. We could hear the footsteps now. A cloud shove before the moon, engulfing us in the shadows.
The group split up behind me, one half going to the left and the other half going to the right. They hid behind the fences and waited. I sneaked up the boulder in the middle of the gate. My harness rattled softly in the wind.
Ten two-legs were approaching the camp. They looked a little like the Masters, but didn't have the same Cutting Tentacles. Their deaf ears didn't hear our paws. Their blind eyes didn't see our silhouettes. I stared at them.
The cloud disappeared and we bathed in the moonlight. The others came closer without making a noise. No growl, snarl or snort escaped our throats. The two-legs stared at our masks. I could see the fear in their eyes.
Ghosts. That's what we were called. The Ghosts of Ombra. We came and faded like the mist.
No sound was made. No face was shown.
Unwanted LoveI breathed heavily. My fingertips slipped a few inches. I helplessly struggled to cling at the ledge, the only thing that kept me from falling into the ravine beneath my feet.
"I don't want to die," I whispered softly. It was true. I still had to discover the meaning of the amulet dangling around my neck. But I couldn't call for help. Idris would be faster than my holy protector. Rabbit would never be there before him.
I cringed when I looked down. The endless depth gaped at me, inviting my sore body hanging above him to join the cool darkness. It was alluring to just let go, not having to worry about Idris or my necklace.
"It looks like you're in trouble."
I slowly looked up. My muscles screamed in silence. My fingers couldn't hold on any longer. They let go.
A strong hand closed around my arm before I could fall. Idris pulled me on the ledge, grinning.
I fell on my knees when Idris released my arm. I gasped, shocked.
"Are you okay?"
The Dress of Change (Request)
“Hey, where are you going, Carl?”
“Oh, uh, you know, home.”
I cringe as Scott Young presses me against a fence. You know, just one day without this sort of abuse would be nice. Just one day.
“You made me flunk my History test, smartass! How many times do I have to tell you to make your answers visible?”
“I tried!” I exclaim, “Dude, Mrs. Grier has the eyes of a hawk. Both of us could’ve gotten detention!”
“I could care less about detention,” Scott sneers, “I have it almost every day anyway. YOU, on the other hand, need to man up! Better both of us take the fall than me getting an F!”
“I’m not done,” my aggressor cuts in, “Listen, do I need to remind you why we’re having this talk?”
Marvin was someone who rarely got into trouble or altercations with anybody. He wasn't one to start arguments or get anybody angry with him, since he was a rather timid and shy person himself. Plus, he didn't have the best stature to stand up against a fight, if he ended up in one. Of course, someone he knew years ago was sent to prison because of something that happened between them. Marvin had accidentally spilled a can of worms about one his friends cheating on another one of his friends. Because of it, his friend was literally out to kill him because he destroyed potential happiness. Since then, he's been in prison.
It was another crisp afternoon in October. Marvin was in a cafe, toying around with a new tablet he'd bought. He was sitting on a sofa, sipping from a bottle of tea he'd bought. He looked up, seeing two police cars and a nice looking car following behind. He smiled, thinking back to something that used to make him smile about cops and donuts. T
“Recruiting – Young Secretary for Summer Employment”. The newspaper’s classifieds gleamed in my eyes. If I had to get a job, this would be the one. I loved to type and organize, so compared to the alternatives of flipping burgers or landscaping, this was a great job.
“Hey guys, check it out!” I said to Tom and Peter. They looked over the article and shook there heads.
“You see this?” said Tom pointing to a spot on the ad. “Females Preferred. You should know that when a company prefers something, that means it’s a requirement.”
“That’s discrimination,” I rebuked. “He cannot legally only hire females for a position like this.”
Peter shrugged his shoulders. “Can’t be helped. These business people love to break rules through small loopholes.”
I smiled. “You forget about my high score in the 10th grade forensics bee.”
“That’s not a thing,” replied T
EWL Payback - TGOh man it’s Friday night and nothing to do but sit down and keep typing away at the big story of mine. The thought of finishing it loomed in the back of my head as I opened up the word document and looked over at all that I’ve written these past few months. I smile while slowly scrolling down through almost thirty pages worth of work till I get to the bottom and see where I had previously left off.
Just as I start typing away at the keys on the mechanical keyboard I see the blinking cursor move backwards, deleting letter by letter, then word by word. I gasped and looked down to see if the backspace key was stuck and after pushing it a few times I realized it wasn’t me that was deleting my own work but something else. I frantically started hitting the undo button to try and save my work from being removed from existence. Once that didn’t work I basically said to hell with it and closed the document and when prompted to save any changes I immediately clicked no an
New Personality TG I have been making gaming YouTube videos for over two years now. I put effort in and give my few fans what they want to see. I had 34 subscribers and each video received barely 20 views. I wanted to keep making content for the internet to enjoy, but was giving up on my gaming.
In hopes of finding new ways of creating more popular content, I asked my friends and family. My friends had little to say; I don't tend to get along with my classmates. I asked my siblings and cousins my age and none of them had any ideas, until I made contact with a fairly distant female cousin, Thalia. She was 3 years older than me and had a small beauty and occasional vlogging channel with nearly 3000 subscribers. I emailed her and she invited me over the following week.
She lived about 20 minutes away so I took the bus. I knocked and she hurried me inside excitedly. 'No-one's going to be around for a few hours,' She said before taking me up to her room. 'Would your parents be cool with t
Gaea The Goddess (WG) 4"You wanted to see me, Gaea?"
Wu stood off to her right as Tabitha waddled into the room, pulling back the curtain of shells, beads and sea glass so that the former warrior may enter. The dark, bark-colored walls wrapped around this circular room, and it surely had been a spacious room at one point, but with piles upon disorganized piles of empty food containers, boxes and jars filled with miscellaneous items, keepsakes and mementos collected from around the world, a few old sheets and clothes, and a skeleton taking up said space, it felt just a tiny bit on the cramped side of things. For a big girl like Tabitha, it was a poor setting to be stuck in. Gaea was slouched in a chair constructed from the interweaving stems of several enormous sunflowers. She seemed only half-awake, lazily munching on handfuls of roasted seeds and nuts while staring straight ahead at nothing. Maybe she was in some sort of trance, or she was simply feeling gloomy. When Wu announced Tabitha's presence, Gaea su
TG Caption This: The Tree of Rebirth!
If there was a word for someone who had so much reverence for the natural world it was nearly a religion, that word applied to Ashton. Rare was the day that didn’t find him out exploring the undeveloped land around his home, wandering for hours even at the expense of his studies and social life. Nothing else mattered so long as he could feel the sun on his skin and smell the life all around him. Sometimes it felt like nature itself was his companion on those afternoon jaunts. The sun in rustling leaves was the face of his companion, and the babbling of streams her voice.
Of course, he was uniquely placed for such a life, high in the wilderness of Northern California. There were less than a thousand other people in the “city” he lived in, and a good half of them (including his parents) were too high or drunk to be aware of anything outside of themselves. The other half worked in the metal foundry that was the only reason the town existed, living from paycheck to payche
TG Caption This: The Tree of Rebirth!
Right now, Harley found himself at the entrance of a garden temple. Only days before he had nearly been killed by a sadistic band of Murderers known as the Laughing Coffins. He had fought them at first, but later ran away knowing the futility of being killed; death is permanent. Lonely, Disorientated and separated from his friends, it was only by chance that he had managed to stumble upon a neglected path. It ran for miles into forests, through valleys and under a mountain, but never did he even think of turning back. Eventually it took him to the base of a gargantuan and fruit-laden tree. Harley sparsely had any supplies of his own left and he knew he would have to scale it if he wanted to survive. It took him 2 days and 3 nights to climb leaving his hands red, raw and bleeding. Late in the morning of the third day he managed to clamber up into the canopy of the tree and to his surprise, along with a beautiful array of fruits, he found a wooden garden temple growing from the tree itse
Child!Prussia x child!reader: first kissI do not own hetalia or you
((Okay so in this Ludwig is Gilbert's older brother so yeah enjoy))
I sat in the back seat watching out the window as all the trees flew by. I groaned...today I have to go to daycare...why would I want to do that when I could stay at home with my big brothers Alfie and Mathew? "Daddy! Why can't u stay at home with Alfie and Mattie?" I asked looking at my British father driving. He looked at me in the rear view mirror. "Because their at school love." He said. "Do I have to go to school?" I asked. He chuckled and nodded. "Yes poppet, at one point you need to go to school." He said. I huffed and watched as we pulled up to the daycare that I toured with my daddy last month.
My dad got me out of the car and held my hand as we walked though the doors only to be greeted by a woman with bright green eyes and pretty blonde hair who was known as Ms. Belgium. "Oh! Hello Arthur! Hello (name)! You look so pretty today! Did your daddy get you all dressed up
The First One to Die
"I won't let you go any further."
His words cut through the silence. I looked at him with suspicion.
"What do you think?" I asked a nearby subordinate.
"Judging from the tail, head and stripes, this is a Collkubi, believed to be an extinct species. Probably the last one of it's kind. Body is made for jumping and fighting. Can't run very fast due its short legs and long neck. Hunts by jumping from high places and surprising its prey. Kills by biting in the neck of its victim while pinning its nails in the back. Has an incredible stamina and stubbornness. Doesn't give up before it or its opponent dies," he quickly analysed.
I nodded and thought for a second.
"What are you doing here? Our business doesn't concern you," I said.
"I'm just protecting what I have to protect."
"And that might be?"
"My hunting grounds."
It was clear he wasn't going to retreat, whatever I would say.
"In that case, you'll be the first one to die."
"We shall see," he answered.
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