Nightmare Post - Now for the Pup..
((Futuredated obv.))
"Children? You're going to love this trip. Your mother and I have found the perfect spot, and to be honest, we believe it's a wonderful place to have a picnic!" Smeargle's Typhlosion father called out to the four Smeargle following behind him. Smeargle clung close to her brothers and her mother, in fear of being separated from them. She was happy, she loved getting out and seeing new places.. and this walk wasn't that long from their home in the Ruins of Alph.
As they crossed into the route where they were planning to picnic, her father stopped, lifted himself onto his two feet and yawned loudly. His flames lit up, crackling. "Ahh! Here we are!" he announced, throwing his paws up, waving them around lazily. She giggled, always loving how warm and fun her father was. "Now, we'll eat..and then you can all go explore.." he added, glancing down to the collection of berries that had magically shown up while she wasn't looking.
...Well, the food was there, and real. And it was wonderful tasting. She didn't feel to having that much of an appetite today.. So after granting her father's okay, and a quick "Just don't stray too far, okay?" she decided to do a bit of exploring. The little pup walked through the bushes, and some faint smell caught her nostrils. ...More berries! They weren't like the others that they had just dined upon.. She wanted to find the source and take them back to her parents....She just had to!
Forgetting her father's words, she went deeper into the woods, bounding over fallen branches and climbing over things too large for her to jump over in her puppy-like manner. The more she drew closer to the smell, she began to notice that the smell of her family was dimming. At last, Smee approached the source of the smell.. A massive pile of berries..of all shapes, sizes..colors. It was magnificent. She blinked curiously, and drew closer to it. It was tantalizing.. She had to get a couple. She reached a paw out to grab a berry, when all of a sudden, she heard a deathening roar from above.
A pack of four Houndour and their leader, a Houndoom were looming over her.. but they were larger than she had remembered them being, and much scarier too. She could feel the rush of warmth as they breathed.. Fire.. ..Fire.. It usually was a good sign.. her father was associated with Fire. They..they'd be able to understand that, right?
She backed up from the berry pile, but the Houndoom barked twice, And they rushed at her. She yelped and tried to escape, but the combined weight of the Houndour made her buckle. She whined and struggled, but the only thing that she heard was another bark, and they tore into her, ripping and biting.
Smeargle was now howling in agony, hoping that someone, anyone would hear her. She shut her eyes, hoping that they would just..leave her alone.. She heard another louder, and angrier roar, and the weight shifted off of her entirely. Her eyes opened wide, her father had come..and he had them all pinned to the ground. She fought the tears to smile, but the moment was cut short.. through her aching bodily pain, she saw him try to take on the Houndoom..
A clash of brutal force, she'd never seen fighting like this. She didn't know what to do, other than to lie there and hope that he would come out on top. She didn't even want to know how bad she was right now, her sides aching as she breathed in and out, a sickening shudder ran down her damp back as a chilling wind rushed upon it.
She noticed pairs of red eyes in the forest, and instead of screaming, she was too late.. they had all tackled her father, hearing growls and crunches that gave her such chills. She stared in horror as they backed off slowly, a limp figure lay from the fray, covered in bites and so bloody.. She didn't see witnessed his flame die out once more..But it didn't relight... Smeargle wanted to call out, or just move over to him. .. She couldn't move at all, she didn't have the energy to do anything..
All of the Houndour stared at her, their red eyes and gleaming fangs ready to finish her off. But the circle broke, as she saw the Houndoom walk forward, she saw the damage that was done to him, bleeding..limping, she couldn't believe how much damage her father had done.. But.. the Houndoom came closer, she began to feel herself go limp, the world was now starting to spin.
Was..this how it was to die? She called out to..someone, anybody.. Her tiny voice was swallowed by the growling of the Houndours and the Houndooms. With a final attempt, she began to scream.. But she felt something sharp against her neck, she swallowed hard, and attempted to cry out once more..The hold on her neck tightened and it pierced her skin..
And then..the lights of the forest that were shown through the gaps in the branches, and the red eyes..were gone.. Everything was gone..empty.
..Empty darkness..
Until, she heard a silent whisper of her father.. "Everything..will be alright.."
"Children? You're going to love this trip. Your mother and I have found the perfect spot, and to be honest, we believe it's a wonderful place to have a picnic!" Smeargle's Typhlosion father called out to the four Smeargle following behind him. Smeargle clung close to her brothers and her mother, in fear of being separated from them. She was happy, she loved getting out and seeing new places.. and this walk wasn't that long from their home in the Ruins of Alph.
As they crossed into the route where they were planning to picnic, her father stopped, lifted himself onto his two feet and yawned loudly. His flames lit up, crackling. "Ahh! Here we are!" he announced, throwing his paws up, waving them around lazily. She giggled, always loving how warm and fun her father was. "Now, we'll eat..and then you can all go explore.." he added, glancing down to the collection of berries that had magically shown up while she wasn't looking.
...Well, the food was there, and real. And it was wonderful tasting. She didn't feel to having that much of an appetite today.. So after granting her father's okay, and a quick "Just don't stray too far, okay?" she decided to do a bit of exploring. The little pup walked through the bushes, and some faint smell caught her nostrils. ...More berries! They weren't like the others that they had just dined upon.. She wanted to find the source and take them back to her parents....She just had to!
Forgetting her father's words, she went deeper into the woods, bounding over fallen branches and climbing over things too large for her to jump over in her puppy-like manner. The more she drew closer to the smell, she began to notice that the smell of her family was dimming. At last, Smee approached the source of the smell.. A massive pile of berries..of all shapes, sizes..colors. It was magnificent. She blinked curiously, and drew closer to it. It was tantalizing.. She had to get a couple. She reached a paw out to grab a berry, when all of a sudden, she heard a deathening roar from above.
A pack of four Houndour and their leader, a Houndoom were looming over her.. but they were larger than she had remembered them being, and much scarier too. She could feel the rush of warmth as they breathed.. Fire.. ..Fire.. It usually was a good sign.. her father was associated with Fire. They..they'd be able to understand that, right?
She backed up from the berry pile, but the Houndoom barked twice, And they rushed at her. She yelped and tried to escape, but the combined weight of the Houndour made her buckle. She whined and struggled, but the only thing that she heard was another bark, and they tore into her, ripping and biting.
Smeargle was now howling in agony, hoping that someone, anyone would hear her. She shut her eyes, hoping that they would just..leave her alone.. She heard another louder, and angrier roar, and the weight shifted off of her entirely. Her eyes opened wide, her father had come..and he had them all pinned to the ground. She fought the tears to smile, but the moment was cut short.. through her aching bodily pain, she saw him try to take on the Houndoom..
A clash of brutal force, she'd never seen fighting like this. She didn't know what to do, other than to lie there and hope that he would come out on top. She didn't even want to know how bad she was right now, her sides aching as she breathed in and out, a sickening shudder ran down her damp back as a chilling wind rushed upon it.
She noticed pairs of red eyes in the forest, and instead of screaming, she was too late.. they had all tackled her father, hearing growls and crunches that gave her such chills. She stared in horror as they backed off slowly, a limp figure lay from the fray, covered in bites and so bloody.. She didn't see witnessed his flame die out once more..But it didn't relight... Smeargle wanted to call out, or just move over to him. .. She couldn't move at all, she didn't have the energy to do anything..
All of the Houndour stared at her, their red eyes and gleaming fangs ready to finish her off. But the circle broke, as she saw the Houndoom walk forward, she saw the damage that was done to him, bleeding..limping, she couldn't believe how much damage her father had done.. But.. the Houndoom came closer, she began to feel herself go limp, the world was now starting to spin.
Was..this how it was to die? She called out to..someone, anybody.. Her tiny voice was swallowed by the growling of the Houndours and the Houndooms. With a final attempt, she began to scream.. But she felt something sharp against her neck, she swallowed hard, and attempted to cry out once more..The hold on her neck tightened and it pierced her skin..
And then..the lights of the forest that were shown through the gaps in the branches, and the red eyes..were gone.. Everything was gone..empty.
..Empty darkness..
Until, she heard a silent whisper of her father.. "Everything..will be alright.."