Freya E. Yamamoto
Luxaris City Pokemon Center
As Freya sat down, she immediatly got protests against her speech. It was odd for almost all of the men to complain, but in a logical sense, it wasn't. Freya remembered that most of the boys were whiny when they were in trainer school, and she chuckled as Isaac basically started t obeg
“Freya, I understhand what you’re trying to sthay, but please tell me baby can come!” He gestured to the guitar on his back. “It’sth mighty cold at night, and sthed be cold without my loving touch.” He continued, half pleading her to allow him to keep his guitar with him. Cassiel gave him a mild glance, before batting Mizumi’s paw playfully.
“I mean like yesth it’s nice to sthee you too, but me and baby here have been through a lot together!” He practically whimpered. As he finished, Freya gripped her head in agony as a sharp pain pierced her head...
"Isaac, you can keep the Guitar... I was meaning things more of those two." She could barely point at Andre and Nao. "Would need..."
Just when she finished her sentence, she could see Andre put his hands on his hips starting a rebuttle
"Mademoiselle, if you think I'm listening to your crazy story, and that you can tell me what I can and cannot do, then tu es con. I have my own reasons for being here, and friend or not I won't let any of you get in my way." He retaliated with sassyness, which made her infuriated, but her headache got worse.
I-Is this me slipping away!?
"Y-You Idiot... You're to caught up in your sins to even care about to people you use to consider friends, you too Nao." Freya replied to the both of them, anticipating Nao's speech as her headache again got worse. She was ready to here refusal from the others, but Tucker's words were music to her ears, but an axe to her head
"I'll do it! But, only if I don't have to go alone." He simple stated, but she gasped from the pain in her head
My brain... It's being prodded, invaded... Normally possession occurs after I've lost my sense of reality, but whoever it is, or whatever it is... It must be important... I must endure until the end
"Sounds like an adventure, huh? Tell you what...I'm game. No smashing my motorcycle or prohibiting us from pubs though. Che diavolo, guys...you sure you got balls? I'm sure Tucker has 'em. C'mon and man up!" Monica joked, before walking over to the couch and sitting next to Freya. Raising a gloved hand, she swiped the blood off Freya's face with her bare fingers, Freya watching her wiping it on the fabric of the couch. Somehow this act made her feel a little better, but not by much. She leaned on Monica's shoulder, hoping that her friend's energy would help her from the paralyzing agony.
"No Monica... You would just have to send it back.... We're old enough anyway, so I don't see how that's going to be a problem..." She softly smiled as she felt her body starting to move, she tried with all her might to resist.
“Um… so… basically, were going on an adventure on foot without anything special for friendship?” Roc gave a faint smile, clearly with the look of her still trying to comprehend what Freya said. Freya gave a small smile as Roc messed with a device in her hand
I guess that mean I have to leave my Capture Styler behind. It’s been awhile since I’ve caught a pokemon normally.” Roc sighed as she looked at her gear melancholicly. She searched around fro something, and produced a pokeball
"Ooo lookie, I actually got a spare pokeball.” She grinned with excitement
"ROc, I suggest you keep your gear... It might be... useful..." Freya finally felt something smash into her head, and she felt hersefl waling to the circle her friends created. She felt hersefl starting to hover, and her eyes were starting to see white. Knowing resistance was futile, Freya decided to fade into the white.
Freya awoke in her dream world, well, more of the world of her mind. She looked around, and saw a bloody cresent moon and a graveyard of darkness. Normally, her mind was more... brighter, but she couldn't see anything. She felt a voice that wasn't hers ringing through her mind
"FOOLSIH MORTALS. YOU CANNOT COMPREHEND THE WEIGTH OF THE RITUAL YOU HAVE PREFORMED, NOT COMPLETING IT WILL HAVE YOU MEET A FATE WORSE THAN DEATH. YOU ARE ALL DESTINED TO SAVE THIS PITIFUL WORLD, BUT SLOWLY THE CRACKS OF THE DREAM OF AN ETERNITY OF DARKNESS IS FORMING. MAKE HASTE, FOOLSIH MORTALS, OR THIS WORLD THAT I HAVE BEEN BAINSHED FROM.... WILL SOON FADE AWAY INTO NOTHINGNESS... MOMENTO MORI."
"W-Who are you?" Freya asked in a soft voice
"YOUNG MORTAL... YOU WILL SOON LEARN ENOUGH. THOSE CARDS, I HELPED GUIDE THEM. THAT IS MY GIFT TO YOU, THAT, AND THE PROOF OF MAGIC TO THOSE FRIENDS OF YOURS." The voice rang in her ears
"The Tarot Spread!? Also, how did you prove it to them?"
"SIMPLE.... I TRANSPORTED THEM HERE. THAT ISN'T PROOF ENOUGH?"
"I guess it is... THank you..."
Freya say the moon set, and reality slowly fading back in...
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Freya slowly looked around, and saw everyone had bewildered looks on ther e faces... Whaterver they saw, she would never know. She feel from the spot of her levitation, and soo faded away into the world of sleep.