Chapter 3 Desperation

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1st Pov

'I'm so dumb'

I continued to walk for a long time around the forest searching for an exit. It really is a different world. There is nothing I recognized from earth. The birds are flocking in a group. Their distinct voices spread across the forest. There is not a single second the forest is not loud. Overgrown caterpillars climbing around branches of a tree could be seen.

'They look oddly… cute'

As I was walking, I encountered a blob of blue. It looks like a slime that the kids used to play with in the park.

'Wait, It's moving! But why is it so slow?'

The blob of slime turned around and looked at me

"Dit…tooo"

I Immediately panicked when I saw his condition. It might not be as fatal as Kirlia but it looks pretty bad. A Lot of scratches and blood could be seen all around its body. I tried to will the Full Restore I have from my inventory but it never appeared.

Then it hit me that I had just used it on Kirlia.

'Oh no! What should I do? I can't heal Ditto, Think Edmond! Think!'

I tried to will the last item in my inventory to appear on my hand, a pokeball. As it appeared, my mind started to be filled with general knowledge of pokeball use.

' I see, pokeball can be used to put pokemon in it to a "statis" state. In that state, the pokemon will not be affected by time as if the time stopped for them. But there is a time limit for the state… and it is not long at all. It is only used in emergencies as pokemon usually fought until one of them fainted and had a fatal wound.

"I need to find a healing potion or the "pokemon center". I heard it works like a hospital but pokemon will get free health care"

I ran as fast as I could. 1 hour later, I saw a glimpse of buildings in the distance. I didn't stop running. It started to be hard to breathe a while ago but he kept moving. His clothes are tattered and covered in dust.

Without him knowing, the blessing of Arceus 'love for pokemon' affected his mind. He couldn't have overexerted himself if not for his worry of a pokemon he met 1 hour ago. As he reached the opening between the forest and the civilization, he shouted.

"Help! Anyone please help!"

He kept shouting even when his leg failed to keep him standing. Not long after that, a figure of an old man dressed in a white lab coat appeared in front of him.

"What happened boy? Are you hurt?"

"Please… this pokemon is dying…"

He desperately shows the pokeball in his hand. The old man took it and check the pokemon that appeared from the ball.

"What happened to you and Ditto?! How is it this hurt?"

"I don't know, I saw him a while ago…"

As the last of his energy disappears, his body fell as if a string was cut. But the old man catches him with the other hand that is not carrying Ditto.

"Please… help it"

With the last word spoken, his view darkened and he fainted from overexhaustion.

"Don't worry boy, you have my word.

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One day later

A boy can be seen sleeping in a room full of medicine. There seems to be a lot of beds separated by curtains. No sound could be heard except the stable breathing of a young boy. His complexion seems to improve compared to when he was in the forest. The boy is covered in a blanket up to his chest. The boy's eyes slowly opened as he adjusted to the bright light of the morning sun.

'Where am I?'

He sat up by using his right arm to stabilize and left arm to get rid of the blanket. He never slept on a bed so he was confused for a while. He tried to look around and find something that can indicate where he is now. Seeing as he is not on the road where he lost consciousness, he figures that someone carried him here.

'Why am I here? Is this a way to make me feel indebted and work for them? I don't understand.'

He was not able to think for long as a door suddenly rattled and swung open.

"Oh, you're awake. It seems you are okay after a day of rest."

A young girl, who looked about 12 years old could be seen walking to him. She has a slim body, and long brown hair. She smiles at him and speaks in a gentle tone as if she is happy he has recovered.

"Um…"

" Grandpa carried you here and asked me to take care of you. You seem to have fainted from overexertion. Don't worry there is no problem with your health. I am Daisy by the way."

She held out her hand to shake hands with him. He shook it without thinking and said,

"Thank you Miss Daisy, I'm Edmond. But why did you save me?"

He spoke with a lower volume at the last sentence out of nervousness.

"Why? Shouldn't we help those in need? Why do I need another reason?"

He was stunned as he couldn't understand what it meant.

"I… shouldn't you ask me for money for compensation or something?"

"Do you have any money?"

"...No"

He blushes as he forgot he was penniless. She smiles at him and said,

"Don't worry, I won't ask for money. Also, your pokemon is back to full health. It is currently resting in front of you."

"Huh? Where?"

He started to search for Ditto and failed miserably at it. She laughed at him while holding her stomach.

"Didn't you know Ditto can transform into anything? It is the blanket you are currently using"

He lowered his gaze to the blanket on his body and saw two beady eyes staring back at him. He flinches as the blanket starts to move on its own and transforms into a blob of blue slime-like creature.

"Ditto!"

"Hey Ditto, are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere? Where is the scar?..."

Questions kept flowing out of his mouth as he was concerned about something else for the first time. He doesn't know why but he reacted strongly when pokemon got hurt.

"Dittoo!"

"I see, so you are okay now."

"Tooo Dittoo!"

Daisy intervened with their conversation.

"It seems you can understand what It says."

"Yeah, I don't know why but I can roughly understand it."

"Is this your first time talking to Ditto?"

"Yeah? I mean, our first meeting was me putting Ditto in a ball to save its life and buy some time. So yeah, it's my first time."

He starts to caress Ditto. Ditto seems to enjoy his touch. Usually wild pokemon have a lot of pride and are violent when they are captured, but this Ditto doesn't resist his touch at all. Daisy continued to observe them and spoke when she felt it was long enough.

"Alright! You guys should meet with Grandpa, he told me to guide you two after you are awake."

"Huh? Oh okay um… can you tell his name?'

"Grandpa? Well, his name is Samuel Oak but everyone calls him Professor Oak."

He stops for a solid second with eyes wide open and ask her again,

"Wait, what was your full name?"

"Huh? It's Daisy, Daisy Oak"

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