The Journey of Lieutenant Lucario: A Pokemon Story

Sahara

     "Ugh, my head. Dammit."

     I rub my head in pain. What happened? I gaze at my surroundings. Wait, this isn't the battle field. This is-

     "A forest?" I whisper, standing up, interrupting my thoughts. Large aspen tress surround me and large, plump Oran berries dangle neatly off the black and white branches. A flock of Starly fly gracefully above, their cries like a symphony to my ears. For the first time since the incident, I smile.

     "Where am I?" I continue to say aloud, grasping my head in confusion. Rayquaza's Delta Stream ability possibly couldn't be that strong. Did it blow me into a Pokemon Preserve? Or a Pokemon Safari Zone?

     I suddenly remember the Ultra Ball Sergeant Parker gave me. He said someone really important was contained inside it, but I can't seem to find it. I look desperately around for the special Ultra Ball, but stop my search when a twig snaps behind me.

     I clench my fists and a green glow surrounds them. In both my spike-compressed paws, I hold two shining, powerful bone-like objects. "Show yourself." I hiss, spinning around. "Come out so I can see your face, or I WILL come in and look for your myself."

     Silence greets my words.

     I flick my ears. Huh. Maybe it was nothi-

     "GO AWAY," An angry feminine voice hissed in the bushes, "This is MY part of the forest. Leave now." I stare in astonishment. More Pokemon are here? I have an itch to ask tons of questions, but I start off with one. "Uhm, sorry. I have a question. Where are we?"

     The creature didn't answer. I honestly started getting angry. "I said: Where. Are We." I spat. The bush slightly sways a bit, but there's no sound. "Strange." I thought. I poke the bush, and all the sudden the creature pops out- on my face!

     "Go away, go away, GO AWAY!" The creature snarled, lashing a Shadow Claw at my face. I stumble on the ground, trapping the creature from the bush and me with my body. By the looks of the Pokemon, it's tan fur, curled tail, red gem and glowing ruby eyes was way too familiar. This Pokemon had to be-

     "Are you Sergeant Parkers Pokemon?" I choke out, shocked.

     Silence.

     The persian dosent speak. Or move. Or anything, for that matter.

     "She shocked I know her," I thought.

     Finally, she looks at me.

     "H-how do you know me?" She asks, I sheathing her claws into the soft earth of the forest. "Sergeant Parker never let me around other Pokemon. Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you here? Why am I here?"

     The questions swarm me like Beedrill. I take a deep breath. "First, can you tell me your name?"

     The Persian glared at me. "I do not trust you. First answer my questions. Then tell me your name. I will then tell you all I know." I nod my head. "Okay. Sounds fair. First, I also belonged to Sergeant Parker," There's a gasp. "I'm Lieutenant. Like you, I have no clue how we got here."

     The Persian nods her head cautiously. "Oookay. Now, I woke up on the ground next to you. I freaked out and ran to the other side of the clearing into that bush. I fell asleep until you had to wake up and disturb me." She narrows her red eyes. "NEVER do that again. NEVER EVER."

     I sigh.

     Suddenly she's in the air, raking at my face with a Night Slash. I fall onto the ground in fear, and the Persian looms over me, teeth bared. A red glowing was forming around her jaws. "Fire Fang," I thought before dodging quickly and throwing her away. I shoot a few super effective Aura Spheres in her direction, a few hitting her down.

     I wait for another move, but she lays down, completely exhausted. I crawl over to help, but she snaps in my face.

     "Please," I plead, "I can help you." The Persian dosent move, just moves it's gaze on me. A jolt of lightning runs across ly head like a Rapidash. I know what she wants. She's wanting to test me. She wants to know if she can trust me. I clench my fists in anger. She did this as a test.

     I storm off into the deep forest and grab a bunch of Oran berries. I storm back to see her sitting in a upright position, claws unsheathed, fur ruffled and gaze shadowy. I sit in front of her and offer her an Oran berry. She takes it and looks in my gaze.

She takes a deep, rattling breath. "My name is Sahara. And that Ultra Ball is no longer mine."