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Pokemon: Rise of the HiddenCHAPTER 1: Meeting the new Mika
A full moon shone above the dark summer night. A soft breeze rustled the trees and the grass silently, making it seem all was quiet. But then the night would be telling a lie. Deep in a dark forest was three figures. Two Pokemon and one Trainer.
"Mika! Use Quick Attack!" shouted a girl named Airamee. In front of her was her Pokemon, Eevee named Mika level 45. She had gotten Mika when she was ten years old from her father before he left for the army. Mika did not like Airamee but eventually grew attached to her when she had saved Mika from some wild Houndoom. And right now they were facing a wild Sneezel.
"Ee!" cried Mika and charged at the wild Sneezel. Her head hit the wild Sneezel's chest, making it fall back some. "Great!" said Airamee. "Now use Shadow Ball!" Mika opened her mouth slightly and a blackish purple ball began to form. The ball shot from he rmouth and hit the wild Sneezel, making it faint.
Airamee fist pumped the air and ran to Mika. "Good
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a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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