My eyes snap open and I shoot up to my feet. "Where is... where... what? Where am I-" I collapse to my knees.
My vision blurs temporarily as a blue-no green- fiery shape scampers by, shouting something. When my vision clears, a quilava is running around, yelling "Chase! Chase! She's awake!"
A muffled voice comes from far away. "Okay!" says the quilava. He goes and digs in a bag and pulls out a large Oran berry, then glances down at the bag angrily and shouts, "we're out!"
The voice replies, and the quilava runs over. Halfway to me, he trips. Then, probably because I'm still shaky, my eyes play a trick on me, all of the blue on his body turns into a scene of a rocky shore, with trees and mountains in the distance. But as soon as it came, it was gone. The quilava quickly got up and ran over to me, stopping to grab the berry. "Hello!" the quilava says excitedly.
I stare at him blankly. "Who are you?"
He pauses. "you're my best friend 'cause I'm totally-"
"CYNDER!" A voice says
The quilava-Cynder-rolls his eyes. "Fine. I'm Cynder and I'm a quilava and blah blah blah. Happy?"
I opened my mouth, then realized he was talking to whoever was above us. The voice above snorted, and muttered something in a different language. For some reason, I recognized parts of it. Something involving winter, glaceon, and a lot of sniggering.
"Hey! Cynder started jumping in the air. "Chase!" Chase laughed again, then dropped a bunch of berries on Cynder's head. The quilava whined and plopped down on the ground. "Have it your way then."
Instead of blowing fire, he darts into the forest, zigzagging so chase wouldn't know where he was. I guess blowing fire would be obvious...
Suddenly, thunder crackled overhead. Then, a lightning bolt strikes into the forest, sending Cynder flying out. That was enough to snap me out of it. When I look up, I don't see an emolga, but a swablu. A swablu. But, I couldn't see the Pokemon's wings. As if reading my mind, lightning lights up the sky, showing Chase's storm grey wings.
"Hold!" I shout weakly. "What in Arceus' name is going on here?"
They both froze. "Let's not say that." Cynder managed.
Chase drifted down. "For once, he's right." Electricity danced across his wings.
Everyone was silent. Chase whispered again in a different language. I caught the word 'Winter' used as a name.
"Hey," I say, taking a wild guess, "my name isn't winter. I'm autumn."
They both jumped. Then, Chase started sniggering like an idiot. Pretty soon Cynder and Chase where rolling on the floor laughing.
A small tingling feeling covers my feet. I look down at my feet, and choke on oxygen. Instead of blue, my feet were a sepia orange colour.