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Darkness…
That’s the first thing he became aware of.
An endless pool of black threatening to drag him to its depths.
But then, brilliant colors of light flooded his senses and chased away the darkness. Confused and feeling oh so alone, he tried to move only to find out that he couldn’t. Panic made his heart beat rapidly in his chest as he tried to get a sense of what on earth was going on with and around him. Is he dreaming? It didn’t feel like a normal dream. But what can be classified as a normal dream? Hopefully not this.
...Oh! He could see a light pulsing in the center of all that brightness. It reminds him of a heartbeat. He could see the pulsing die down, but not before he heard something. Or, at least, he thought he heard something. It was so faint and he’s so confused and bewildered by everything that his senses just might be playing tricks on him. However, he felt like he was being… called to. And that is very strange.
You…
He heard it at that time for sure! He’s not alone!
You who can now hear my voice…
Yes, strange voice?
Might you be…
...a human?
...What else would he be? This dream is getting weirder and weirder by the second.
If you are, then please…
Listen to my plea.
I want you to save the Pokémon world.
Did he hear that correctly? The Pokémon world? But… Pokémon doesn’t exist! They’re just a video games series that’s mighty popular with children! Jeez, what on earth did he have before going to sleep? It’s giving him extremely weird dreams about something he’s not even interested in. Pokémon is more in his little brother’s field. Let him dream about those overloved pocket monsters!
We need your…
He would’ve jumped in alarm if he could thank to how the voice suddenly cut off. The pulse of light quivered as if it struggled to maintain itself. Is the dream about to end? Disappointment flooded him at that thought because, while it is sort of creepy, it’s an interesting dream. Usually, his dreams aren’t this vivid and he believes he won’t forget it once he wakes-
HELP!!!
He nearly shrieked at that. His worry has now intensified thanks to the scream and the lights turning an ominous purple. They sounded so fearful and desperate and he’s sure that scream will haunt any future dreams of his. He’s never heard anyone scream like that. He knew this to be nothing more than a dream turning into a nightmare, but he felt himself praying that the person the voice belongs to is alright.
Suddenly, his vision is flooded by a different scene. Surprised, he can see that he’s in some sort of cave judging by the rocky, dark surroundings. He is even more surprised by the fact that he’s viewing this all from above. He’s not that tall and he can’t even feel if his feet are on the ground or not. Makes him feel like some sort of ghost or something.
His gaze snapped to the only other bright color here and was shocked to see a young girl frantically… floating? Is he seeing right? It didn’t help that the floating girl has lemonade pink wavy shoulder-length hair and watermelon pink eyes. She has two small purple flowers with pink middles on opposite sides of her head and something that resembled an oval pink gem on her forehead. Her spaghetti strap pink dress only reached the middle of her pale thighs with an underlayer of purple with a line pattern of little pink flowers. He couldn’t see her feet thanks to the pale pink-purple mist that surrounded her legs. This girl, whoever she is, did not look like anyone he has ever seen before. And she looked very fearful about how she constantly craned her neck to look behind her. As if she’s the little red riding hood being chased by the big bad wolf.
That statement doesn’t at all fit since the person who appeared near where the girl first floated from in the tunnel is most certainly not the big bad wolf. Rather, he’s a terrifying dragon who’s come to capture the dainty princess. The man looked to easily be over six feet tall with spiky long fuchsia hair that reached his waist and equally fuchsia eyes. What appeared to be six thin, black wings that all ended in two points jutted out of his back. He was wearing a low cut sleeveless blue shirt that exposed some of his chest and the bottom ended in what he can only assume is purposeful tears. His black pants ended in the middle of his calves and he’s wearing blue flats with a purple leg warmer on his left leg. Black detached sleeves started just above his elbows and ended up flowing over his palms with torn edges. Blue cloth pressed against the back of the man’s hands and vanished up the sleeves that have purple insides. The man also had a long blue tail with purple underneath and ended in a black tuft.
Oh, and there was also a terrifying glare and snarl on the man’s face.
He watched in horror, his heart pounding in his chest, as the dragon-like man swiftly caught up with the scared young girl. He wanted nothing more than to jump in and save the teary-eyed girl, but his weightless body refused to move. He couldn’t so much as twitch and that filled him with helplessness. It didn’t help that she looked to be the same age as his little brother. He always protected his brother against any snotty bullies that tried anything even if that got him into trouble later. He wants his brother to know that he can rely on him for anything.
Every second seemed to take hours to pass. The animalistic roar that came from the man chilled him to the bone. The floating girl screamed as her pursuer reared back, sharp canines snapping, and lunged. The ascending tunnel vanished from his sight right before the man made contact with the girl. He felt sick to his stomach at what could’ve happened afterward. If the man was successful in whatever malicious thing he had planned for the terrified young girl. Please let her be alright!
He could now see the same colored lights from before. The shimmering lights managed to calm his heartbeat down so he wouldn’t feel like he just ran a marathon without any breaks. But the lights did nothing to ease his concern for the girl. Fortunately, he has something else to focus on. There is now a reflection in the colorful lights and it took him a few seconds to realize that it’s his reflection. His untamable mane of red hair and ghostly pale freckled face are very noticeable, after all.
Surprise curled up inside him when his reflection suddenly wavered and shifted. An odd feeling came over his body at the exact moment and numbness spread throughout his body. Worried and starting to panic again, he tried desperately to move something. Anything. But the numbness remained strong. He is forced to rely on his reflection to see what’s happening to his body. And, to his horror, he changed.
No longer is he an adult with wild flames for hair and unfortunate height. His horror is now reflected in now chocolate brown eyes belonging to a prepubescent boy whose facial features are somewhat similar to his own as a child. And yet foreign to him at the same time. He gulped and tried to shift closer to see more of himself and, to his surprise, his feet soundlessly moved him closer. He hesitantly peered down at his reflection in the blueness that resembled a pool of water and winced at what he saw.
His new form looked to be around twelve years old and his skin isn’t as pale as before. It instead has more of a tan to it which sort of made him happy. God knows just how much he has tried to tan instead of just burning. His hair is now a leaf green color with long bangs and the rest of it tied into a low ponytail that somehow defied gravity by sharply curling to the left and slightly in front of him. He now has on a chartreuse green short-sleeved turtleneck with a green sleeveless jacket on that managed to reach his knees. Honestly, it looked kind of like one of those vest-jacket thingies. The fronts had a light, somewhat thick string looped around both yellow circle buttons on the chest area and those buttons have sturdy yellow cloth curled over his shoulders and ending in light red, like a sunset. He’s wearing simple dark green pants and bark brown boots that are actually quite comfortable despite looking oversized.
To sum it all up, he looks exactly the opposite of how he’s supposed to look like.
Wait… is that a tail ?! His brown eyes widened as he swiftly turned around so his back is visible in the reflection. He snapped his head to the side to look down at him and nearly fainted right there out of shock. He has a tail ! A tail! It looks odd with its end that looks like the head of a tulip drawn by a child. He yelped as his new green appendage twitched and he can feel it move. He wants to wake up now! He really does!
He spun around when a small light began to shine in the middle of the blue. Curious, yet still shaken up by his new appearance, he edged closer to the light to examine it. Perhaps this light will finally get him to wake up from this strangeness. Only when he got closer did he have a sudden feeling that the voice he heard came from the light’s spot. Now much more interested, he stepped even more closely to see if he might be able to hear the voice again. Hear some answers while the dream still has its grasp on him.
He froze when his surroundings suddenly darkened, all of the color fading away. Is something bad about to happen? He didn’t know if he could take any more of this. Especially with how uneasy it makes him feel to have his sudden tail anxiously moving side to side!
His eyes widened when a tower of golden light appeared around him without warning. His gaze shot downward and he just about cried when he saw three light blue rings appear around him like this is some sort of messed up magic circle. Why does he have such weird dreams?! Why couldn’t he have dreamed about bunnies eating cupcakes?! Anything is better than this stupid stressful thing!
A shriek tore itself from his throat and, barely noticing how young he sounds, screwed his eyes shut when the light became even more intense. And then, something even more terrifying happened. Something so bad that it nearly made his heart stop.
The ground disappeared from beneath him.
His eyes flew wide open in panic and he saw the earth way below him. Falling from the sky is about as scary as can be, especially since he has no parachute. At least this meant he’ll wake up soon! He’s heard of dreams where people are falling through the bright blue sky and then waking up right before they hit the ground. It brought him comfort to know that this nightmare will finally be past him.
Didn’t stop him from screaming again as the earth came closer and closer though.