Cinnimon woke up. Something wasn’t right. She couldn’t remember anything that happened, and she could head the waves. Looking up, she saw miles and miles of ocean-green water. “Ugh” Cinnimon groan, and laid down, for her head was at a maximum headache.
TRHUMP! THROMP! Was the sound Cinnimon heard when she woke up. Her head wasn’t hurting anymore and she could stand up without falling over. Turning around, she could mot believe her eyes. There sat a giant forest, with trees about fifteen feet high. Voices could be heard from somewhere inside the forest. Becoming questionable, she runs into the forest to look for the sound.
The sound becomes louder as she runs deeper into the forest, until she comes to a clearing. Hiding in a nearby bush, she looks around to see a Lucario and a Serperior battling. “Take this Jackson!” the Serperior yelled as a bunch of leaves circled around it. Once the leaves grew bigger, the Serperior threw them at the awaiting Lucario. “Nice try, Nico!” Jackson chuckled out loud, and stomped on the ground, making a loud TWOMP sound. A wall of dirt rose from the ground, and the leaves crashed into the wall, crumbling. Nico growled, and the end of her tail grew bright. Lunging herself towards the dirt wall, she lashed her tail into the wall, making it crumble to the ground. “TWEET! That was an excellent Leaf Blade Nico!” a Cyndaquil exclaimed. “Thank you Danny.” Nico replied. “Wow that was an awesome battle!” Cinnimon thought, but was pulled back into reality when Nico had said “Boy, after that battle, I am sure famished.” “I sense a presence nearby,” an Oshawott said, its head down. Everybody else looked over at him. “Well, don’t just sit there Goldawott, tell us!” Nico demanded. He pointed over to the bush Cinnimon was hiding in. “There,” he mumbled. Nico grumbled and slithered over to the bush. Cinnimon laid down on the ground, hoping Nico wouldn’t come find her.
Nico slithered over to the bush Goldawott pointed out. He had gone somewhere by now, but she didn’t care. Careful not to make a sound, she slithered around the bush to see Cinnimon curled up behind it. The sun was at its horizon, which made things difficult to see. “Mistress Nico,” Goldawott called out. Nico growled and, using a vine, she grabbed Cinnimon by her tail.
When Nico came from out of the bush, everyone saw an almost-lifeless Charmander. “I see you have found the presence.” Goldawott mumbled under his breath. Nico gives him a terrifying look and he quiets immediately. She drops Cinnimon onto the ground, and she lay in a heap. Everyone else crowed over Cinnimon as she began to mumble.