The Search for Paradise (1) ch.3The Search for Paradise (1) ch.32 years ago in General Fiction
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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
The Search for Paradise (1) ch.4The Search for Paradise (1) ch.42 years ago in General Fiction
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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