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Little Lonely Dragon

Summary:

A little Dreepy has just woken up for the first time, and he's excited to go exploring! Unfortunately, it turns sour rather quickly.

Notes:

If you haven't read the previous work in this series, you don't necessarily need to in order to understand this, but it would certainly help further into the series as well! (also tags will be added as this continues!)

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Chapter 1: A Slight Detour

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He blinked sleepily, taking in his surroundings. It seemed vaguely familiar to him somehow, but he was sure he'd never been here. He'd only just woken up after all! Looking around, he was surrounded by tall stones pointing upward. He looked to his right and saw a whole lot of water. He floated over, curious, and stuck one of his claws in the water. Suddenly, he was struck by an odd sensation, one he did not like. He recoiled and looked at the claw that had touched the water, studying it, and decided that he was not a big fan of water. He quickly shook the offending substance off his claw.

Moving away from the water, the Dreepy examined the little piece of land he'd woken up on. He could see no way off other than crossing the water. That scared him. He didn't know what would happen if he went above the water. He sat on the little cove in the middle of the rocks. He didn't necessarily want to stay here; he wanted to explore! This area was so small, and he could feel something calling to him. He didn't belong here, there was somewhere else he could be. Somewhere he should be! Nodding to himself, he approached the water again.

As he got closer, he felt an uncomfortable feeling rise in his chest. He almost gave up again, but steeled himself. He wouldn't get anywhere by doubting himself. He looked deep into the water, before deciding that wasn't a good idea as he got dizzy. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then moved out over the water, keeping his eyes closed. He continued moving until he felt somewhat safe, opening his eyes and looking down. He was over the water. It hadn't sucked him down, pulling him in deeper and deeper like a vortex he couldn't escape. He let out a sigh, relieved, but continued forward at a quick pace. It hadn't happened this time, but that didn't mean it couldn't.

As soon as he was over land again, he let out a breath and moved farther away from the water. Turning around, he was shocked and amazed to see a vast expanse of land laid out before him. There was so much, he could see all different kinds of areas. Some areas had trees, others had big rocks, he could see red lights in the distance! There was so much around him he was almost overwhelmed, but he was just so excited! He quickly darted to a tree near him, scrambling to the top to get a better view. Where should he go? To his right there was a big mountain with a long bridge attached to it. A little to the left of that, there were a bunch of weird stone formations. Those looked fun! There was a really big rock close to him as well, there were so many rocks around! Finally, he looked to his left and saw… a really tall wall? Yes, it was a very tall wall. If they're closing something off, there's probably not much fun over there. Though he couldn't take his eyes off of it. There were steps leading up to a small entrance. Maybe he should try…? No, no there would be no reason to, not when he has all of this fun stuff here! He shook himself from his daze, looking to his right again. There was a lot of stuff that way, so why not start there?

As he drifted slowly down the hill, he looked around him again. There were so many Pokemon around him! He wondered just how many Pokemon there were out there like him: lost and confused with nowhere to go. As he continued his venture, he noticed a group of Linoone running around together. "Maybe they will want to play with me!" The Dreepy thought excitedly. He began to move towards them, hoping to make some new friends. As he got closer to the ground, a sudden impact to his side sent him flying through the air. He let out a startled squeak, righting himself and looking at the attacker. There was a very aggressive looking Scraggy, who also appeared to be readying another move. Dreepy panicked and moved out of the way, when suddenly he heard a snap underneath him. He looked down just as another Linoone tried to clamp it's teeth on his tail, excited by the sudden ruckus.

He let out a high pitched whine of fear, floating higher to try and avoid the teeth trying to capture him from below. He began to rush back the way he came, afraid that if he went farther he would only meet more Pokemon wanting to hurt him, when suddenly he was headbutted from behind again, only barely managing to stop himself from flying into the rock ahead of him. He was weaker now, closer to the ground, and he turned around. The Linoone had lost interest now that he was farther away, but the Scraggy was approaching quickly. Dreepy looked around for anything he could use, but nothing was around. Desperately, he turned his back on the Scraggy and began digging in the dirt with his claws, throwing it backwards to try and deter the approaching Scraggy. After about a minute of this, he had grown tired after already being beaten around, and spared a small glance behind him to see if the Pokemon was still approaching, then made a break for it.

Once he had made it past the rock and up the hill, he began to feel safer, but he was also exhausted. Maybe someone would help him? Find him and fix him up? Maybe there was someone around who knew him? But how? What was he but a speck in the whole region? Did that mean… was he going to die? He couldn't die, he had just woken up! He wouldn't be able to explore, play with anyone, make any friends! He would be lonely his whole life, without knowing anyone!

Breaking through his thoughts, he looked up and saw that big wall again. It was just up ahead of him. When did he get that close? It looked way taller than it did before. He felt a tug in his chest again as he looked at the towering wall, as if it was calling to him. He didn't have anywhere else to go, so what did he have to lose? But he was just so tired…. He continued to push himself until he was closer to the wall, feeling himself fading out of consciousness. Surely it would be okay if he closed his eyes, right? He could feel himself drifting towards the ground, but he was this close to the wall, so it would be okay…

"Hey!"

Was that directed at him? He wasn't sure. Keeping his eyes open was becoming more and more difficult....
He heard the sound of footsteps close by before he faded into unconsciousness.