Sabrina felt like space suddenly compressed around here until she was an undefinable Size.
In a short Moment, it felt like her feet were on her Torso, her Stomach in her Head and when she is gonna puke it’s from her back.
For one, she feels nauseous, but much more then that she feels like he world view just collapsed.
The shock of the Sensation of everything being in the wrong place and the feeling of being Teleported numbs her.
Before she can naturally one back, she now felt the Sensation of being stretched.
And that not linear, but up down left right backwards and forwards, as if it’s the craziest roller coaster to ever be.
Only after being felt stretched over whole Kanto, she feels the other end of her move and follow the Trail of herself she left behind.
Suddenly, it was like she was a rubber band that was let loose.
Before she could scream, which was now the first time she though about it, she was in the Forest.
There are some individuals and Pokémon near there, but she isn’t in a stat of Mind to give it any attention.
”…”
Over the whole Duration of the Teleportation, it felt like being moved and that her flailing around.
She thought she will Puke when it ended.
But her whole Body feels like it never teleported.
Never moved even one bit.
Her whole poise, facial expression, heck, even her breathing weren’t interrupted or changed.
All the movement but not on bit inertia left when they arrived.
When the Teleportation directly did t make her puke, then how disconnected her senses suddenly are.
Which was promptly stoped by Abra patting her back, a bit forceful, and fearfully pointing towards and commotion.
There are two burly Men, with receding Hairline as only noteworthy trait, giving commands to two Pokémon’s each.
One commands an Lapras and the other an Machoke.
What shocks Sabrina especially is the Pokémon on the opposite facing them.
It’s seems to have taken plenty of hits by now, even though she can see only heavy bruises and frozen Body parts, instead of Blood.
But it doesn’t seem to have heavily fought back, but that could be because of the two vs. one and Type Advantage the other side has.
Drampa. Fighting the two Pokémon and Trainer is a Drampa.
A Pokémon native to Alola and high places, not the Forrest of Kanto!
”A! Abra!”
Sabrina looks over to where Abra pointed.
In a Burrow under a big tree, Sabrina can make out some Pokémon.
For one, she believes to see an Oddish at the Entrance, together with a lone Exeggcute.
Only one, which makes Sabrina feel a bit weird.
A bit further into the Burrow, she can see a bit of Pink.
The angle from which she looks doesn’t allow her to see more.
I have to somehow stop the fight somehow, don’t I?
Haaaaa. Why are they still fighting?
Drampa could have Berserk as ability, which could be very troublesome, but
Oh, oh shit. Drampa does have Berserk and it know how to use it.
Did it store Berries in its Mouth, chewing them as Berserk activates?
And those two Idiots just continue attacking it! Their Pokémon are already panting but Drampa is fluctuating around the 50% of his max. Health!
Ahhhhhhhhh, why are there such Idiots!
”Stop it you two if you value your Life!”
”Huh, you Brat said somethings?!”
”Your fighting a Drampa who secretly increases is special attack to the maximum!
One use if Dragon Pulse of Hyper Voice or Dragon Breath or whatever you want to choose, on you are gone!”
”Shut up, kiddo. We got everything under Control!
See, our Pokémon are in great Condition, while he was completely defenceless against us!”
”Say that after you saw it Attack!”
Ah, shit. It a.ready readied its Attack.
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Suddenly, an intense Flame in Purple Colours shoots like a Pillar from the Earth, high in the Sky.
Sabrina feels like being scorched alone by standing near enough to make out the Drampa.
Plants begin to wilt, or rather, to completely dry out, near Drampa.
Lapras let’s put a Cry before feeling inside the Pokéball, while the two men and Machoke endure it.
One collapses. The one with the Lapras.
The other one seems to curse, at least his expression indicates that.
But the only sounds clear distinguishable is the crackling from the Fire.
Its terrifying. Something beyond understanding. And beautiful. Like catching a glimpse of a might to great to imagine.
Sabrinas Eyes are drawn to the Flame, which seem to split the Sky.
Never she would have imagined that she would witness something like that.
After what felt like an Eternity, but was barely fifteen seconds, it ended.
Drampa slumps over, completely exhausted.
Only then Sabrina recognises that her initials impression was wrong.
The Drampa is old. Very Old. It looks so vulnerable right now.
Keeping itself from falling over rather through Willpower then anything else.
It’s heavily panting, making everything that didn’t burn down in its vicinity rustle.
But before Sabrina can think about it more, Drampa’s gaze was suddenly pointed at her.
She feels like it’s wants her to go over to him.
With slow and careful steps, Sabrina moves forward.
Abra, unsure of what to do, levitates a few steps behind.
He doesn’t forget the Pokéball that Sabrina dropped in all the Chaos.
The two Men are nowhere to found. They probably run away when they had the chance.
Carrying someone unconscious with an Machoke certainly should be much of an Hindrance.
For a minute, Sabrina feels like only her Boots, steeping on nearly ashes, and Drampa’s panting are the only Sounds in a radius of hundred metre from her.
Curious Gazes go her direction from the Burrow, but she doesn’t notice.
Now, she stands before Drampa. The Being which could incarnate not only her but everything in the direction he faces.
And a Flash of white Light goes through his Eyes, building Afterimages of Eyes on each side of his Skull.
The Move ended, but Sabrina still gets intently watched by the Dragon.
*Pant*
Finally, he releases a breath, which Sabrina didn’t notice he was holding.
He moves his Gaze to the burrow, giving it a nod, before looking behind her.
She moves her Head a bit to see Abra, holding her Pokéball, giving a nod in direction above her.
Feeling eyes on her, she faces forward again, hearing rustling of burned grasses, Pokémon approaching from behind her.
There was also the sound of releasing a Pokémon, so she guesses every Pokémon Drampa took care of gathered here.
Slowly, Drampa looked at her carefully again, before closing his, seemingly steeling himself.
Then, he spoke. It was hoarse, slow and unsteady, but had intense feelings behind it.
”Dram. Drampaa.”
No one said anything at that.
But she can feel how Pokémon behind her got restless.
They want to say something, but spurred it.
Be it list of Respect to Drampa, or because it’s something they know it’s true but still don’t want to accept.
Sabrina can only guess.
She feels as Pokéballs in here poach begin to move again, but to her Surprise, Drampa’s eye seem to have a pink glow.
It’s hard to see under so much eye brow like Drampa has, but she is sure of that.
Slowly, one after another, the ding of a successful caught Pokémon resounded three times in succession.
Drampa nearly slumps over heavily, but he continues to hold himself upright.
His Gaze at Sabrina again, and even though he said nothing, she believes she understood.
She turns around, trying to pick up the Pokéballs, but Abra swiftly used Telekinesis to give her them.
A tiny thanks muttered, and she continues walking. Deeper in the Forrest, with Abra leading her slightly to the right.
After having walked far enough to be nearly out of sight, she let everyone out.
Oddish and the sad looking lone Exeggcute are cradled in her Arms, while a Comfey with pink Flower levitates near her.
That there is a Comfey surprises her, but the solemn mood took over quickly.
For her new Pokémon, she turns around, so that everyone can say their goodbye.
Exeggcute and Vulpix try to stay strong, but both cry their faces ugly.
Oddish is very energetic, desperate to lighten the good mood, but there are all tears in her eyes.
Abra sombrely winks his good bye, before quickly turning around, only a sniffing to hear.
Comfey throws her flower wreath at Drampa, which lands beautifully on his Hand.
Probably because of the immense Heat from Dragon Breath, the Flowers look dried, even brittle.
Seeing that, finally Comfey and Oddish broke out in Tears too, while Sabrina feels how her Eyes get watery.
Everyone understood.
This is a proud Dragons last Stand.
And his final Favour for them.