A Search for Paradise (1) ch.2
"There's only one way to go home." I tell Ralts.
"Walking?" she asks.
"No, flying." Latios says.
"Flying? I don't know." she whimpers. If she's going to be with us, we fly a lot. She'll need to be less afraid of flying.
"We promise, neither of us would drop you, at any moment." I say cheerfully bending my neck down to her.
"If you say so." Ralts says getting ehr grip on my neck and hauling herself upright. I lift it up and turn to Latios. We exchange nods and take off the ground. I feel the grip on my neck tighten. She must be still terrified. I steady my flight on the wind currents. Now I'm just letting the wind carry me, I forgot how peaceful it is, having the wind do the flting for me, have it just carry me across the sky. Latios catches up to me and I point down to the river below. He nods and flies around to my othe side.
I'm diving towards the river until we're both just above the clear water. We center ourselves into the middle and dip our hands down, creating four glistening wa
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The island, hidden with in time and space. So large it would take a year to travel to the other side. Inhabited by only pokemon. Humans are forever banned. But that doesn't stop any from coming into the border and hurting us. My brother and I are suppose to be well hidden from them. But one of our games is to trash their campsite and dump all their hunting materials into the ocean. We've been told that our parents were killed during the week of our birth, possibly on the day we were crowned to be futeure protectors of the Hidden Land.
"Come on Latias! Suicune said we can't play today." my brother calls to my name flying to the sky. I follow behind him and we head away from the trashed campsite. I still wonder why he seems to be motivated about the commotion of us not being able to play Trash the Humans.
"Have any idea where she is, Latios?" I ask him.
"Uh, no," he states. I slap my hand over my face. Why would he call me to go meet up with Suicune without being notifyed where to meet?
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The night almost seemed to carry on, I had to ignore the obnoxious snoring that came around outside. Hoping it would stop, I burry my head into the straw. As dawn approached, I could hear the Doduo calling as the sun rose. I heard a small scream from the humans outside.
"Hurry, get everything and move out!" screamed one.
"Right!" said the others. As they gathered their belongings they quickly took off away from here. Latios woke up from the commotion, his loud ghasp awoke Ralts.
"Are they still there?" asks Latios.
"They just left." I answer with a sheer smile.
"That's good news," says Ralts. Just then Suicune came in.
"Good morning you three," she greets us.
"Good Morning, do you have anything we need to do?" I ask her.
"No, but I ask, if you guys don't play your Trash the Humans game," she says giving us a stern look.
"Only if there's a pokemon within camp," says Latios.
"Yes, that's the only acception, but until then, you might want to start showing Ralts some areas of the Hidden La
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A new morning, no humans nearby, our stomachs are finally full, my chin is fully healed. I raise my head and look around the room, Latios and Ralts aren't here. Maybe in the kitchen? I open the door and peer in, Ralts is sitting alone at the table, Latios isn't here. She hears me and turns around.
"Good morning," she says.
"Hey, good morning. Where's Latios?" I ask her.
"No idea, Suicune left a note, saying she'll be gone for the whole day. Latios wasn't in the room when I woke up, I couldn't find him anywhere." she sighs.
I wonder where he could've gone. "I'm going to go look for him, stay here." I say and leave the den. I fly up above most of the trees but stay hidden between branches. I call out a four note tune. Hopin for a reply. This is how we communicate whenever we can't find each other. It comes in real good handy if any birds chime in. But there's no answer. I look around, and call it out again. No reply. Once more, no reply. My heart begins to race and I'm looking in all dir