Lachlan the Ralts
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Medburn Library
The only sound was the occasional flipping of pages from other occupants, and the rhythmic ticking of the clock. This is exactly the kind of silence he needs. Lachlan' stubby shaking hands wrapped around the pencil tightly as he held it above the notepad. He hesitantly pressed the pencil into the paper, thoughts of what he was going to write flowing into his mind until after many different swishes of his pencil on the paper he looked at what he wrote. His name. In the top right corner of the paper. Lachlan sighed in frustration; it had almost been a week gone from those horrid dreams and in a new place and he still couldn't write anything decent onto the piece of paper in front of him. He was in a library of all places and he didn't have an idea. Then he thought, if he couldn't right fiction, why not the next best thing; what happened to him after the dream.
I felt nothing but pain in my sides, my head, my stomach. Like a million daggers were digging into me at different angles. The wasteland around me soon faded to black before I couldn't provide the energy I needed to stay conscious. I woke up with most of the pain having subsided, thanks to probably the best nurse. Her name was Clementine and she was the BEST nurse I have ever had. She found out I liked writing and even gave me this notepad. Hopefully I can log everything in here and take it back when I get home. If I get home. I honestly don't know where or how to get home and the only thing I know is that the Medburn Exploration Guild found me after the Stargate basically blasted me into the ground. And the stargate is miles away so really I don't know how long it'll take me to get there especially on foot. Apparently there were two others in the same predicament that I am, if I can find them maybe I could find a way that we can all get out of here together.
Lachlan exhaled deeply, glad that he was able to finally put something down on paper. Now he just needed a room to stay in because falling asleep in the library night after night was getting stressful and uncomfortable. Lahlan walked out of the library into the sunlight outside, a nice cool breeze flowing through the town of Medburn. He walked a few building's to the right and stopped in front of a quaint looking tavern. Carved into the sign painted a faded looking gold were the words "Kangaskhan's Tavern". As he entered everyone turned towards him and gave him a slight wave or warm smile. If he didn't have a home to go back to he could very well live here. He's a new face and already people are kind to him.
"What can I do ya for, hun?" The Khangaskan asked him as he sat down. Lachlan looked over his options on the board nailed to the wall behind the counter.
"I'll have the Mago Berry Smoothie. Please." The Khangaskhan moved swiftly behind the counter mixing this and blending that, until a sunrise colored drink was placed before him.
"Extra honey?" She asked sweetly, to which Lachlan just nodded to. The drink made his mouth tingle as it passed his lips with a tangy sweetness. Lachlan was about to finish his drink and book a room when he heard hushed voices from the booth behind him; he couldn't help but eavesdrop.
He chanced a glance behind him and saw a group huddled together over a table with the only faces he could make out being a Mismagius and a Gabite.
"Ok, you've had a week have you figured out who the 3 Pokémon are?" The Mismagius said in a hushed tone to the group in front of her. The Gabite was the one to speak up,
"We have two confirmed, a Togepi and a Noibat. The third is still a mystery but I've narrowed it down to two candidates... the Ralts that just walked in here and a Vulpix. I haven't noticed the Vulpix or payed any mind to her, but she seems new. Honestly she doesn't fit in, doesn't look like she knows what she's doing. But the Ralts... he's... new."The Mismagius considered her options. Choosing the wrong Pokémon could result in the harm of an innocent, but at this point they are all hindering Dark Prism's Goal.
"Mizu," She glanced over to the Gabite,
"You will go after the Ralts tonight. If the Vulpix is as clueless as you say she is we'll have one person take her on. I'll find him and get him on her tonight as well. I'll chase after the noibat and Bruce you'll take the Togepi, she'll be easy; crush her." The group finished their drinks, got up, and left the tavern, giving their thanks to the Kangaskhan as they exited the door.
Lachlan started to shake after they left. A Pokémon was being sent after... him. He calmed himself and finished his drink. He needed to get a room now. Lachlan stood up and the Kangaskhan spoke to him,
"That'll be 600 Poké-Yen sweets." Lachlan realized he forgot... money.
"About that, ya see... I'm kinda new around here. I came from the Star-" Lachlan stopped himself as he realized what he was about to say. The Kangaskhan was about to say something but Lachlan thought fast and cut her off,
"Starks! I came from the starks. They are a band of pirates that stole everything and took me from my home. I escaped and swam here."The tavern owner had a look of pure worry plastered on her face.
"Oh hun that's just terrible! Don't worry about the drink and I'll set up a room for you. You wait right here I'll be back!" Lachlan stopped holding his breath when she left, surprised his lie worked so well. The Kangaskhan was back within a few minutes.
"Alrigt, your room is read-" The building shook furiously as everyone hurriedly shuffled under their tables, Lachlan had only under the lip of the bar to protect himself. He could feel the tremors coursing through the woods of the bar as he had his back against it.
After the rumbling stopped Lachlan got up and looked around. There was glass everywhere and various tables, chairs, and shattered picture frames decorated the floor.
"If you have a room you can stay in it, if not everyone please leave. Carefully." Lachlan, still shocked from the quake mindlessly wandered up the stairs to the room that Kangaskhan pointed out to him. He looked out his window and watched the panic stricken people in the streets react to the sudden event.