- Feb 21, 2006
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Jessica quickly removed her sandals and glasses, placing them inside her pack. She very carefully set one foot in the water, and shivered impulsively. The water was cold. Frowning, she remained resolute, and took a few more steps. She waded out until the water reached her knees, dampening the ends of her shorts. The wind still whistled through her ears, lifting the water to taller heights. Rain beat down on her form, already too soaked to be able to differentiate between the rain and the spray of the ocean. Peering out in between the raindrops, she spotted Haruki's bright blue body emerge from the crown of a small wave before her. He swam closer to her, allowing her to wrap her hands tightly around the horns protruding from his head. She prayed her hold would not slip, and that the little blue Corsola would be able to muster enough strength to lead her all the way to where the great creature sat, dominating the horizon as it waited for the two.Skrutsi said:Little Sis
*whisper* after Stacey's adventure, this is my favourite, although that might change soon, depending on how things go. I love reading your replies :3
Deciding that going out to see what the Wailord wants is the best idea at the moment, you tell Haruki to help you swim out to it. The water is cold, making you gasp and then shiver as soon as it touches you, making your clothes stick to you like flypaper. The wind continues to howl, and rain continues to fall, although now soaked you can't really feel a difference between ocean spray and rain drops. Haruki pops through a crest of a wave in front of you, and you cling to him, hoping the small Corsola can help you safely out to the waiting behemoth. Haruki powers his little legs, you aiding him as best you can, and you slowly start to move through the ocean.
Waves crash over you, pushing you under the surface, but each time this happens, Haruki struggles and manages to get your head above water again. The Wailord sits, unmoving, ahead of you, and you realize you're almost there. Haruki continues to swim as hard as he can, dragging you along behind him, and finally make it to the whale Pokemon. One large eye glances down at you, and then the creature begins to slowly sink into the water. The waves it makes while sinking push you back a little bit, and finally, it's now eye level with you.
The Wailord stares at you, and faintly, you can hear some sort of music drifting through the air. It's very faint, like coming from a vast distance away. Suddenly, water begins to swirl around you, sucking you down, down into the depths of the ocean...
~ Later ~
Something cold touches your cheek, followed by more cold things hitting your arms and legs. You open your eyes but almost immediatly close them as the glare of sun is too great. Turning your head, you open them more gingerly, letting your eyes get used to the light, and you discover you're lying in a snowbank. You stand up, brushing the snow that had fell on you off, and look around. You see nothing worth noting in the area save for a lamp post, which looks strangely out of place in the middle of the forest you're in. You walk over to it, and touch it to make sure it's real. The metal is coated with ice, but you know it's real. It has to be.
You turn, looking around, and notice two trails, one heading east towards some mountains, the other west, deeper into the woods. You hear a squeak, and look down to find Haruki staring up at you. He smiles, glad to know you're alright, and then begins to look around as well, unfamiliar with this strange place. You can stay at the lamp post and look around some more, or you can take one of the two trails to explore the area. What will you do?
Haruki let out a loud, determined cry, and plunged his body into the water, swimming powerfully in the direction of the Wailord. Jessica began kicking her legs too, hoping to diminish the stress placed on her Pokémon. The rising waves smashed into the pair, often forcing the girl to go under. Fortunately, whenever this occurred, her faithful companion would gasp and flail his stubby arms and legs with all his might, eventually hauling her head, wheezing and coughing, above the surface again. One time this happened, and when she came up, she recognized a huge, dark blue mass ahead of her, and realized they were almost to their destination. The girl and her Pokémon strengthened their resolve, and eventually approached the long, leathery side of the whale.
Panting, they paused there, and Jess looked up towards the head of the beast. Its gigantic eye swiveled about to gaze down at her, intimidating her with its immense size. With a low moan, the creature began to submerge itself, and to her surprise, the force of the waves caused by the descent shoved her back a few feet. At the end, all that remained above water was the creature's eye, just feet away from her. She gaped at the round moon, as enormous as the real moon itself. It stared intently back at her, and didn't blink. She felt mesmerized by the vastness of the eye, and softly, she thought she heard an enchanting melody fill the air. The music sounded distant, as if it had crossed the ocean from afar. Abruptly, the sea started to eddy and churn, and despite her half-conscious efforts to escape, the dark and forbidding ocean dragged her down into its cold depths...
She sensed a light, feathery object landing on her cheek, followed by more peppering the bare skin of her body. They were icy cold. She lifted her eyelids, then immediately shut them again to keep out the blinding light of the sun. She turned her head to the side, then gradually opened her eyes again. Once she had accustomed herself to the brightness, she found that she was resting on a snowbank. No wonder it was cold. Feeling puzzled, she stood up without much trouble, other than stiffness in her joints. She swept the snowflakes off her body, then examined her surroundings with interest. What stood out from the rest of the white background was a grey lamp post, an odd sight to see in the middle of a woods, which was what she assumed herself to be in, judging by the circle of trees around her. She trudged over and stood by it, reaching out her hand to confirm its authenticity. There was a thin sheet of ice guarding the metal, but it felt solid enough to be real. The bright flicker of the light seemed convincing enough as well.
Turning, she sighted something she'd failed to observe before: two paths through the trees. One seemed to lead east in the direction of hazy mountains in the distance, while the other traveled west, apparently into the depths of the forest.
At that moment, she heard a cry, and looked down to see Haruki gazing adoringly up at her. He appeared very relieved to know she was fine after their strange ordeal. She picked him up to give him a reassuring hug, then set him back down quickly. Once back on the forest floor, he glanced about himself, wondering the same thing as she was; Where were they exactly? Unfortunately, the girl had no way to answer this, and no way to figure out what to do in this situation, having no idea how they got here in the first place.
She sighed, and her breath came out in a visible mist. It was then that she realized she was barefoot, and freezing cold. Frowning, she set her pack down in the snow and opened it, also checking to see that the contents were all right. It was a good thing the bag was waterproof. She found a pair of shoes and socks and some warmer clothing, which she donned. Soon she was dressed in her regular attire, on top of which she had a thick winter coat (which she'd received in the Alpine Forest on another adventure). Satisfied, she again considered her options. It didn't make much sense to move from where she was. After all, they didn't know what was lurking in those woods, and she wasn't in any mood to be climbing mountains. Besides, she thought, looking up at the globe of light atop the metal pole, This here could signify that there are people nearby. Maybe if I wait here, I could find someone who would be able to help me. With that goal in mind, she decided to explore around a bit, but not stray too far from the welcoming warmth and light of the lamp post.