Post by scissorhands on Apr 16, 2008 15:30:25 GMT -8
"For the last time, Kale, I'm not putting up with your-!" Exclamations roared from the family room as nine-year-old Cairo Whitter tripped his way, restraining tears, to his bedroom. The only room in his house he ever knew as welcoming offered him no solace from the harshness of life on this dark, rainy Thursday. He found himself sprinting across wooden floors and careening face first into blankets that ruffled violently as waves of a ferocious ocean beneath his quivering mass, his sullen face peering upward at windows that streamed their own tears of equal ferocity amidst a blossoming storm that screamed out as much anger as his parents' vitriolic ferocity. "Wh-why don't I have..." his nine-year-old mind struggled to find the words, despite an extensive vocabulary possessed by a prolix boy. He meant to convey to himself the question of why he had no one in the world, before his situation was exacerbated by the blood curdling screeches of his mother simultaneously flooding his ears with a flood of dynamic, pounding thunder crashing against the ground. He whimpered as blue light filled the room from his window that offered a host of vibrant and varying shades of blues reflecting off of the water that made the boy even more angry, more paralyzed with fear.
A loud THUD sounded, echoing in his ears that had emanated from the family room; Cairo had learned a long time ago not to ask why, not ask what, not to ask, period. The only relieving part of the sound that paid likelihood to a chair leg splitting, driven into tiled kitchen floor, was the short-lived silence that undoubtedly would entail. He issued as best a sigh as an inconsolable young boy could before he thrust himself upward by use of trembling hands. The one sound that loomed louder than his sobbing was the near palpable articulation of each raindrop to his window until, coaxed into frightening blatancy via flash of lightning running through the room just prior to it, the sound of his phone rang out. "Ugh" he said as he jumped slightly before managing to limp his way to the spherical, red and white phone. His right hand rested atop the red half of the dome for only a moment before he raised the phone and it split into two, connected halves, white and red, respectively. "Hel.." he managed through a sniffle before a split second social recovery, "Hello?" he said, as was the widely recognized mannerism. "Cairo!" a familiar, effervescent voice cried out, "It's Dani!" the comforting, feminine voice assured the weeping boy, "Are you alright?" she inquired post-the acknowledgement of whimpers, "I-" he began before an electronic rush of static overpowered the line and darkness flooded his home. "dang it!" Cairo heard as Kale referenced the power-outage through vulgarity, "Kale, be quiet, Cairo's asleep!" April called out before confrontation grew again, along with Cairo's sullen emotions. "I've gotta get outta here.." he managed as he made his way across the pitch black room.
He extended his arms and waved them about slightly, assuring safe travel across the room, the window being his only guiding light. His footsteps sounded and sweat began to trickle from what seemed like Cairo's every orifice. "Almost.." he began, "Almost" his voice raised simultaneously with the rise of bland tension, "Almo-!" he cut himself off, wailing as his toe collided with a leg of the desk below the window. The desk slanted upward against the wall, scraping it, tearing through wallpaper as his mouth was sent agape, throwing saliva from his pallid face that bore an aghast expression. "AHHH!" his wailing continued before he realized he'd rather not garner the attention of his parents who would care less about his injury, and more above the damaged wall. His eyes were flooded with tears, he could barely make out his exit any longer, but the overwhelming desire to escape fueled his tired hands upward as he lifted open, with every ounce of his broken might, the window. "Yes.." he managed as he lifted one knee upward, then the other. Soon, he was out.
"Ah!" he shrieked as he collided with the ground, sinking into the mud from his mother's garden, that spattered his face and attire. He landed among wilting roses before prompting his somber self upward. He was covered in mud, scraped from thorns and walking on what felt like a broken toe. Each descending drop of every rain grew more and more frigid every solitary second, but still, he pressed on away from the dimly illuminated structure he hardly called his home.
He limped ahead, bare feet sinking through drowning grass and into the earth, he knew well he needed some manner of shelter, and thus, he progressed toward the nearby wilderness that offered not only a host of foliage, some large enough to house him, but frightening Pokémon that lurked solely in the night. Cairo was beyond freezing, his clothes were so drenched they felt readied to drizzle from his body while piercing, forceful winds caressed his shivering body. "Heh...Her..here" he managed as he collapsed to his knees on the edge of the forest, crawling forward, hands gathering mulch, mud, worms with each progression of even miniscule increments. His bloodshot, widened eyes hadn't blinked in what seemed like hours, they burned from dryness but at the same time, offered a host of unrelenting water that streamed down his face, irritating his skin to the point where if given the option, he would've ripped it off. "Help..." he began as he collapsed to the ground, "HELP!" he screeched, sending a flock of Taillow fleeting from canopies. His head fell to the ground, sending mud flying from beneath it, descending and landing back upon his face as he could manage nothing more than to weep through his seemingly useless, beaten body. Countless moments passed, he grew more and more cold with each moment, unfamiliar footfall grew more and more prominent around him until he recognized fully that he was the object of some group of Pokémon. He shook, now out of fear and not solely by reason of freezing, until he finally mustered the strength to raise his head, relinquishing it from the deepening mud and glancing for only one second to see the piercing eyes of a Pokémon that after he made out the outline, was recognizable as a Sableye. "eye..eyE...eYE....EYE!" He screeched louder than anything Cairo had heard in his entire life. The sound paid homage to a scavenger, ripping apart its conscious, fully alive, prey. His lips palpitated, touching each other and relinquishing each other, millisecond, by millisecond before Sableye leapt forward and sprinted at Cairo. "UahHhhh.." he cried, laying motionless, his cries growing louder and more ominous with each second the Sableye grew closer before its feet were inches from Cairo's face. He sealed his eyes as he felt the Pokémon kick small amounts of mud carelessly to his face that portrayed nothing more than sheer agony before...too much time had passed.
Cairo opened his eyes to see nothing, and upon turning his head, he looked to the distance to see a silhouetted Sableye trying to beat out a swift Yanma for a fearful and fleeting Venonat. Rain poured down in waves, lashing his face so badly that he feared deep lacerations that would kill him in time. His imagination was running rampant, however it was enough to provoke a desire for survival. Thus, whether it was truly vital or not, he crept forward until he found an ascendable tree trunk that offered an immense hole, and a hollowed interior. He threw his face to its base before breathing in and out heavily, clawing away its bark with determined fingernails before he finally realized what it would take to raise himself to his feet. Bleeding knuckles coiled around the opening before he realized he didn't posses the strength to lift a ball, let alone lift his mass. "No.." he muttered beneath his breath, muddy water spilling from his mouth that opened for the first time in what seemed to be hours. He sealed his mouth once more, securing the phlegmy residue that stuck together his lips before he tore it apart once more, "No!" he screamed as adrenaline lifted him from frightened, beaten, but determined feet and to his stomach where he balanced on the rim of the hole. "Agh.." he cried out as the rim of the whole began to press further and further into his stomach.
Just as he managed to push himself fully into the whole, he saw white at the base of the hollowed out tree. He was not the only life form utilizing this shelter. His eyes widened and he let out sporadic breaths of fright, but he was too far gone, there was no stopping his rapid descent to the inside of the tree. "Nahhh!" he cried as he braced himself and he hit the base of the tree with extreme vigor. "Ahhh!" he exclaimed a painful colloquialism before laying, face and forearms against the ground, legs and lower body stuck upward, balancing on the wall of the tree. He, at long last, passed out.
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He opened his eyes to a familiar scene, rain pouring outside the opening in the tree, and a rush of cold coursing through his body. “Agh…” he mustered under his breath. “God, why..” he began again before his eyes widened at the penetrating sound of a Pok?mon’s whimpers beside him. Fear overwhelmed him, he hadn’t the slightest idea whether not to move, or to readily defend himself, either way, he knew he had to see what lay beside him. His heart pounded, deeply, soundly, and more and more rapidly with each crack of his neck as it turned to Cairo’s direct right. He sealed his eyes, felt water spill from his eye lashes as they sealed fro the first time in a longer period than he could recollect. At long last, he opened the bloodshot utilities of one of Cairo’s primary senses to something that stared directly back and opened its eyes at the exact same time. “Ahhh!” they both cried out to the point of bursting their vocal cords, throwing themselves backward against the walls of the tree. Cairo sat, panting before he saw the miniscule size of the panting Pokémon that cowered as Cairo brought his hand forward. He knew not what he was doing, if pressed he may not have even remembered, but he picked the struggling Pokémon up in his hands and set it back down in his lap. It squirmed violently, knocking Cairo around with a small implement before he leaned his soaking face down and kissed the Pok?mon’s rough skull. “It’s okay, I promise…” he said through tears, holding back stuttering and whimpers to make the Pokémon feel more at ease. “Everything’s going to be okay, I promise” he said once more as he peered down to the Pokémon who ceased struggling and lay backward into Cairo, all in depth descriptions aside, in the simplest form of the emotion, the verb best describing the Pok?mon’s situation, crying. “Everything’s gonna be alright, Cubone.”
A loud THUD sounded, echoing in his ears that had emanated from the family room; Cairo had learned a long time ago not to ask why, not ask what, not to ask, period. The only relieving part of the sound that paid likelihood to a chair leg splitting, driven into tiled kitchen floor, was the short-lived silence that undoubtedly would entail. He issued as best a sigh as an inconsolable young boy could before he thrust himself upward by use of trembling hands. The one sound that loomed louder than his sobbing was the near palpable articulation of each raindrop to his window until, coaxed into frightening blatancy via flash of lightning running through the room just prior to it, the sound of his phone rang out. "Ugh" he said as he jumped slightly before managing to limp his way to the spherical, red and white phone. His right hand rested atop the red half of the dome for only a moment before he raised the phone and it split into two, connected halves, white and red, respectively. "Hel.." he managed through a sniffle before a split second social recovery, "Hello?" he said, as was the widely recognized mannerism. "Cairo!" a familiar, effervescent voice cried out, "It's Dani!" the comforting, feminine voice assured the weeping boy, "Are you alright?" she inquired post-the acknowledgement of whimpers, "I-" he began before an electronic rush of static overpowered the line and darkness flooded his home. "dang it!" Cairo heard as Kale referenced the power-outage through vulgarity, "Kale, be quiet, Cairo's asleep!" April called out before confrontation grew again, along with Cairo's sullen emotions. "I've gotta get outta here.." he managed as he made his way across the pitch black room.
He extended his arms and waved them about slightly, assuring safe travel across the room, the window being his only guiding light. His footsteps sounded and sweat began to trickle from what seemed like Cairo's every orifice. "Almost.." he began, "Almost" his voice raised simultaneously with the rise of bland tension, "Almo-!" he cut himself off, wailing as his toe collided with a leg of the desk below the window. The desk slanted upward against the wall, scraping it, tearing through wallpaper as his mouth was sent agape, throwing saliva from his pallid face that bore an aghast expression. "AHHH!" his wailing continued before he realized he'd rather not garner the attention of his parents who would care less about his injury, and more above the damaged wall. His eyes were flooded with tears, he could barely make out his exit any longer, but the overwhelming desire to escape fueled his tired hands upward as he lifted open, with every ounce of his broken might, the window. "Yes.." he managed as he lifted one knee upward, then the other. Soon, he was out.
"Ah!" he shrieked as he collided with the ground, sinking into the mud from his mother's garden, that spattered his face and attire. He landed among wilting roses before prompting his somber self upward. He was covered in mud, scraped from thorns and walking on what felt like a broken toe. Each descending drop of every rain grew more and more frigid every solitary second, but still, he pressed on away from the dimly illuminated structure he hardly called his home.
He limped ahead, bare feet sinking through drowning grass and into the earth, he knew well he needed some manner of shelter, and thus, he progressed toward the nearby wilderness that offered not only a host of foliage, some large enough to house him, but frightening Pokémon that lurked solely in the night. Cairo was beyond freezing, his clothes were so drenched they felt readied to drizzle from his body while piercing, forceful winds caressed his shivering body. "Heh...Her..here" he managed as he collapsed to his knees on the edge of the forest, crawling forward, hands gathering mulch, mud, worms with each progression of even miniscule increments. His bloodshot, widened eyes hadn't blinked in what seemed like hours, they burned from dryness but at the same time, offered a host of unrelenting water that streamed down his face, irritating his skin to the point where if given the option, he would've ripped it off. "Help..." he began as he collapsed to the ground, "HELP!" he screeched, sending a flock of Taillow fleeting from canopies. His head fell to the ground, sending mud flying from beneath it, descending and landing back upon his face as he could manage nothing more than to weep through his seemingly useless, beaten body. Countless moments passed, he grew more and more cold with each moment, unfamiliar footfall grew more and more prominent around him until he recognized fully that he was the object of some group of Pokémon. He shook, now out of fear and not solely by reason of freezing, until he finally mustered the strength to raise his head, relinquishing it from the deepening mud and glancing for only one second to see the piercing eyes of a Pokémon that after he made out the outline, was recognizable as a Sableye. "eye..eyE...eYE....EYE!" He screeched louder than anything Cairo had heard in his entire life. The sound paid homage to a scavenger, ripping apart its conscious, fully alive, prey. His lips palpitated, touching each other and relinquishing each other, millisecond, by millisecond before Sableye leapt forward and sprinted at Cairo. "UahHhhh.." he cried, laying motionless, his cries growing louder and more ominous with each second the Sableye grew closer before its feet were inches from Cairo's face. He sealed his eyes as he felt the Pokémon kick small amounts of mud carelessly to his face that portrayed nothing more than sheer agony before...too much time had passed.
Cairo opened his eyes to see nothing, and upon turning his head, he looked to the distance to see a silhouetted Sableye trying to beat out a swift Yanma for a fearful and fleeting Venonat. Rain poured down in waves, lashing his face so badly that he feared deep lacerations that would kill him in time. His imagination was running rampant, however it was enough to provoke a desire for survival. Thus, whether it was truly vital or not, he crept forward until he found an ascendable tree trunk that offered an immense hole, and a hollowed interior. He threw his face to its base before breathing in and out heavily, clawing away its bark with determined fingernails before he finally realized what it would take to raise himself to his feet. Bleeding knuckles coiled around the opening before he realized he didn't posses the strength to lift a ball, let alone lift his mass. "No.." he muttered beneath his breath, muddy water spilling from his mouth that opened for the first time in what seemed to be hours. He sealed his mouth once more, securing the phlegmy residue that stuck together his lips before he tore it apart once more, "No!" he screamed as adrenaline lifted him from frightened, beaten, but determined feet and to his stomach where he balanced on the rim of the hole. "Agh.." he cried out as the rim of the whole began to press further and further into his stomach.
Just as he managed to push himself fully into the whole, he saw white at the base of the hollowed out tree. He was not the only life form utilizing this shelter. His eyes widened and he let out sporadic breaths of fright, but he was too far gone, there was no stopping his rapid descent to the inside of the tree. "Nahhh!" he cried as he braced himself and he hit the base of the tree with extreme vigor. "Ahhh!" he exclaimed a painful colloquialism before laying, face and forearms against the ground, legs and lower body stuck upward, balancing on the wall of the tree. He, at long last, passed out.
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He opened his eyes to a familiar scene, rain pouring outside the opening in the tree, and a rush of cold coursing through his body. “Agh…” he mustered under his breath. “God, why..” he began again before his eyes widened at the penetrating sound of a Pok?mon’s whimpers beside him. Fear overwhelmed him, he hadn’t the slightest idea whether not to move, or to readily defend himself, either way, he knew he had to see what lay beside him. His heart pounded, deeply, soundly, and more and more rapidly with each crack of his neck as it turned to Cairo’s direct right. He sealed his eyes, felt water spill from his eye lashes as they sealed fro the first time in a longer period than he could recollect. At long last, he opened the bloodshot utilities of one of Cairo’s primary senses to something that stared directly back and opened its eyes at the exact same time. “Ahhh!” they both cried out to the point of bursting their vocal cords, throwing themselves backward against the walls of the tree. Cairo sat, panting before he saw the miniscule size of the panting Pokémon that cowered as Cairo brought his hand forward. He knew not what he was doing, if pressed he may not have even remembered, but he picked the struggling Pokémon up in his hands and set it back down in his lap. It squirmed violently, knocking Cairo around with a small implement before he leaned his soaking face down and kissed the Pok?mon’s rough skull. “It’s okay, I promise…” he said through tears, holding back stuttering and whimpers to make the Pokémon feel more at ease. “Everything’s going to be okay, I promise” he said once more as he peered down to the Pokémon who ceased struggling and lay backward into Cairo, all in depth descriptions aside, in the simplest form of the emotion, the verb best describing the Pok?mon’s situation, crying. “Everything’s gonna be alright, Cubone.”