The Price of Freedom

[Isabelle]

Continued from “Polimim Ot Emoclew”

Lopunny woke amongst the pale white floor of the nexus; her heart beating heavily, she was covered in a cold sweat. She looked around, no sign of Gengar or Medicham. Climbing up to her feet, she looked around, her mind racing with so many questions.
‘It was all just a dream…’ She reassured herself.
Despite this, she felt the stress compounding in on itself. That is until a sudden voice broke her downward spiral.
“Ah you’re awake!” A voice called out.
She turned to its source and saw a pink colored bear/sloth thing with a gaping wide mouth. She recognized it as a Slowpoke.
“I saw how you saved the day.” He said. “It was the least I could do to keep and eye until you wake.”
Lopunny, after a brief pause, thanked him.
“Though it’s not safe to sleep in the Nexus.” He advised. “You should head to Cinnabar in the Vasty.”
He raised his nubby little leg towards a gate situated in the southwest.
“All the Pokemon go there.” He turns to look at her. “Well, see ya later”
And with that, he back flips into the pond and slowly swims off by convulsing his body.
Heeding his suggestion, she headed that general direction. She didn’t quite know what to do anyways.

Two hours of walking passed and she came across a gate composed of two palm trees meeting together. It looked far friendlier than the Steppes gate… except for that fact that there were two guards in front of this one.
The guards wore all white armor, and had large rifles on them that Lopunny failed to recognize as guns. One of the guards stopped her.
“Halt!” Said the guard just as she was going to walk passed.
Lopunny looked at the confusion wondering what she could have done wrong. One guard pulled out an iPad looking thing, while the other pulled out what she recognized as a Pokedex.
“Lopunny.” The robotic tingy voice of the Pokedex said. “An extremely cautious Pokemon. It cloaks its body with its fluffy ear fur when it senses danger. It runs with sprightly jumps. It is very conscious of its looks and never fails to groom its ears. The ears appear to be delicate. If they are touched roughly, it kicks with graceful legs.”
One of the guards looks up at her, and then looks at the other guard.
“Well, she’s not on any our wanted lists and doesn’t seem to be a member of the PLF.” The other guard said. “You may pass.”
The guard starts waving his arm signaling her passage. Looking at the two guards intently, she cautiously walked through the gate.

To be continued in “Intermission from Doom” to be found in the Vasty Deeps.