For what felt like days I rode in the crate, clinging to Ivy and Dreamy. Every time the van ran over a bump the crate would shake and my head would hit the roof of the crate, sending new waves of pain.

I whimpered and hugged my Pokemon closer. Dreamy's light only worked for a small amount of time before fading again, leaving the three of us in the dark. I had a sickly feeling in my stomach and if it wasn't for Ivy consistently cleaning the air with her plant like body I probably would of been sick long ago. The smell of blood however was still thick in the air and no sunlight could reach Ivy's body from inside the crate, mixed with her weakness and burns Ivy could do little other then comfort me. Right now that was the most I needed.

The vehicle pulled to a sudden stop and the engine flicked off. The sounds of doors opening before slamming shut again drifted to my ears. I was frozen with fear, hugging my Pokemon closely to myself as I struggled to find air to breath.

"Ya think she's 'ill alive in 'ere?" An unfamiliar voice said as the crate moved. I held my Pokemon close, fear running though my veins as thickly as my blood did.

Suddenly the crate shook violently and I let out a yelp when pain seared though the back of my head after it had slammed on the side wooden crate.

Someone let out a laugh. "She's alive alright. Now let's get her inside before the boss gets here."

"How much do ya recon we'll get for 'er?" The first voice asked.

The second laughed. "As much as we ask for. Her father is the richest man in the region, he'll give us anything we want for his little baby to be returned unharmed."

I whimpered and buried my head in to Ivy's moss like skin.

~Ser.~ She let out a small hiss, gently holding me tighter and nudging my cheek with her pointed nose.

There was a sound of a door opening and closing and more voices, this time whispering at a tone I couldn't make out but I didn't want to. I was already terrified more then I could describe right now and I doubt that anything they were saying would help to reassure me right now.

"Set it down over there. We'll open it when the boss gets here." A new voice ordered.

The crate was placed onto the floor, actually it was dropped, me along with it.

I groaned as my head slammed against the bottom, Ivy and Dreamy as well. Small whimpers made their way from my throat.

~Picha.~ Dreamy said softly, his small furry paw gently tapping my nose.

Normally I'd smile at this but I wasn't able to, there was to much fear clouding my mind.

"What is going on!?" A sudden voice boomed, making my heart almost leap from my chest.

"We got the girl sir. She's in the crate just like you asked." The second voice asked.

Tears fell from my cheeks once more as I heard the sound of the lid of the crate being removed. The creaking of the nails being pulled from the sides of the crate seemed to run right through me, sending waves of fear through my body with each creak of the nail.

Cracks of light filtered from above me and I held my Pokemon even closer, clinging to them even tighter then I even had. Sobbing into their fuzzy fur, listening to their speeding hearts.

The lid was completely removed and the bright light filled the box I'd been traveling in. I didn't dare raise my head from my Pokemon's sides as they made distasteful growls to whom I was assuming was looking down at me. A small sob escaped unwillingly from my throat but I was still to terrified to move at all. I felt Ivy's grasp on me tighten, hisses slithering from her mouth as she ran her tail comfortingly along my back.

Dreamy clutched my arm tightly and growled softly. His fur, I could hear, was making sounds similar the the sound of the static you hear on a TV on some occasions, on the older ones that is. I could feeling the light tingling in my arm from his electricity but I knew both my Pokemon were to weak to fight. Not only that but they dwindled in the experience that I'm sure the Pokemon owned by who ever these people were surely had.

"Look up girly." the newest voice ordered in a frighteningly low voice. This is the one I'm assuming was the boss.

Slowly I raised my head to look at the man above me. I expected these people to be grubby slobs that smelt horribly and looked worse, like the homeless people I see on the news sometimes.  

Where I expected to see unkempt, greasy hair I saw perfectly combed black hair. Where I expected to see dirt rags I saw a best business suite. What I expected was the smell of sewers was the smell of an expensive cologne. Although he looked like a business man, his very being seemed to radiate evil, like a lingering bad smell but I couldn't find the words to was anything, instead I hugged close my Pokemon, neither me nor the man looked away from each other.

"Bill, put the girl and her Pokemon somewhere they won't cause trouble. I have a few phone calls to make." The man staring at me said to one of the other two men in the room before leaving.

One of the two other men, step forward and grabbed onto me. I let out a yelp as I was yanked to my feet. I clung tightly to my Pokèmon while new tears began falling.

Ivy let out a hiss and bit down on the man, Bill's, hand. Her moves were on instinct to protect me but it obviously had made Bill angry.

He threw me to the ground and glared at me.

I whimpered and hugged my still weak Pokèmon close.

"Garry, get her Pokèmon." Bill ordered.

The other man in the room took Bill's side and grabbed onto Ivy. She let out a hiss and bit down on his hand, holding onto me tighter.

I let out a squeal and held on tightly to Dreamy whose cheeks were letting out sparks as he to became more frightened.

The other man, Gary, let out a growling sound and grabbed Ivy behind her head so she couldn't reach him. Ivy's grip tightened even more as he tried to yank her from me.

I hugged Ivy close to me, along with Dreamy, letting out small sobs of fear.

Garry let out a grunt and pulled Ivy off me while Bill ripped Dreamy from my grasp.

Dreamy's body let out a series of sparks, shocking Bill.

"You little!" Bill growled, throwing Dreamy at the far wall.

~Pichu!~ Dreamy squealed, crumpling to the floor.

I let out a scream and quickly crawled over to my Pokemon, hugging him close to my chest while sobbing in fear. "Leave me alone." I begged, burying my face in my Pichu's fur.

One of the men, presumably Bill since Garry was holding onto Ivy, grabbed me by my shoulders and dragged me to my feet. I let out a high pitched scream and held onto Dreamy tighter. Ivy was letting out threatening hisses and trying to get loose from Garry's grip, twisting her serpent like body to try and free herself from the mans grip.

I was dragged over to a door in the far corner of the room and lead down several stairs to a murky basement.

"Welcome to your new room, you better like it cause you stayin' 'ere a while." The man holding me snickered.

I let out a sob and clung to my Pichu tighter as I gazed around the room. The floor was made of rotting wood and water dripped down from the ceiling in several places making puddles or greeny-brown water on the floor. The roof seemed to be held up by several wooden poles that seemed to be the only thing in the room that wasn't rotting. In the corner of the room we two small cages made of metal. I let out a whimper and gazed around the room in fear taking a step back only to crash into Bill's chest.

"Aww, the little princess wants Bill 'oes she?" He sneered.

"No... Please." I begged, tears flooding from my eyes.

The man behind me snickered and dragged me over to one of the poles, more in the centre of the room. He turned me around and slammed my back against the pole, making me scream out in pain as Dreamy was once more torn from my grasp.

"Dreamy!" I cried out and lurched for him.

Bill stuck his hand out and slammed me back against the pole, his hand lingered on my chest making me freeze. "Please." I begged, my small hands gripping onto the edged of my shorts as more tears formed from my eyes.

Bill smirked, removing his hand. My knees buckled and I fell to the ground, looking up at both men in fear. My Pokemon struggling weakly in their grasp. Ivy was covered in burn and in several places, her green, plant-sap like blood oozed from her plant like body but she still struggled, flinging her head back and forth, side to side, trying to bite down on the man holding her. Dreamy had much less burns then Ivy did but he was deeply bruised in several places, small amounts of sparks burst from his cheeks but he was unable to make it strong enough to actually attack his capturer.

"Pignite, come 'ere." Bill called and the familiar sumo like Pokemon stepped forward, a length of rope held in his stubby hands, I didn't know how long it had been here but I remembered it as the Pokemon who had attack me before.

Bill took the rope from the fire type Pokemon and exchanged it for my Pichu. Dreamy tried to bite down on Pignite but after a hit on the head from the other Pokemon, fell completely limp in his arms.

I scrambled back in fear as Bill came closer he knelt down next to me. He placed his forefinger under my chin and used it to make me look directly into his eyes. My mossy green eyes were filled with tears of pain, fear and confusion while his brown ones held only cruel amusement. He trailed his finger down my neck and down the centre of my chest, his hand tugged lightly at my shirt. I took a sharp breath in and looked away, letting out small whimpers while the rest of my body tensed.

"Bill, unharmed, remember?" His companion snorted.

"Relax, I'm just 'avin a little fun with 'er." Bill smirked, grabbing my wrists and moving them behind the pole. He tied them there with the rope he'd taken from his Pignite.

I winced at the tightness of the rope and flinched away from the gaze of the two men in the room.

They then left me attached to the pole, locking Dreamy and Ivy away in cages before leaving the room, along with Pignite. As soon as the room was empty of the people who'd kidnapped me, I burst into a new wave of tears.

Why was this happening to me?