This choice: Ali wakens in a tribal infermary, her teams' wounds being dressed... • Go Back...Chapter #5Fire and Brimstone – Without the Eternal Torture by: Evil Genius   It was dark…
That was all that Ali could see… Complete darkness. She felt light, as if there was nothing to weigh her down.
Was this death? Was there nothing to it?
Needless to say, Ali was a little bit disappointed – She half expected to see a bunch of clouds and maybe a few rare moemon that would lead her into her eternal paradise…
Wait, there was something.
Something was burning… Ali could smell it, she would know that smell a mile away (she was a fire type after all). There was also a smell that would be comparable to that of hot coals. So, if this wasn’t heaven, and there was fire and the smell of burning rocks lofting around. ‘Oh crap… Am I r-really down there? I-I know I said I hated Midnight, and I know I got in fights with her, b-b-but, I shouldn’t have been sent to hell! That’s just not fair!’
Ali shifted, gulping loudly at the realization of her fate.
“… y! She’s… ng…!”
“!”
Ali heard a voice – It was unfamiliar, but it was a warm and childish voice, but it certainly didn’t seem to belong to a devil that would torture her for life. Ali tried to think, she tried to figure out what was going on…
It was then that something cold was laid atop of her forehead, making her eyes widen and she yelped out. “COLD!!!”
“AAAH!”
At first Ali’s eyes closed up again, the light was almost so blinding and her brow was soaking wet with what she assumed was cold water. After a few seconds, Ali reopened her eyes to see her situation – Wherever she was, it certainly wasn’t any sort of building she was accustomed to. The walls were made of some sort of dried clay and rocks that had torches attached to the wall that was used to light the room. Ali realized she was resting atop of what appeared to be a number of soft leaves and a pelt of some sort of pokemon hide that was incredibly soft to the touch.
One other thing that she noticed about herself was that save for a few bandages and rainbow colored feathers wrapped around her body, the young Quilava girl was practically only in her birthday suit. Immediately, Ali’s face went red when she realized this little fact and she brought up her arms to wrap around her almost exposed chest – Only to flinch at the pain that erupted around her ribs. “URK!”
“Oh! N-No! D-Don’t do that!”
Ali blinked a few times when a pair of petite hands wrapped around her arms and gently pulled them away from her chest – Ali followed the arms to see that they belonged to a young (roughly around her age, give or take a year) girl with bronze colored skin and short black hair that had the tops of her hair held up with a makeshift clip to make a pair of big strands stick up from her head (they kinda resembled animal ears). The girl herself was roughly around Ali’s height, and was dressed in a black animal skin bikini top and matching furred skirt.
One thing that Ali noted was the girl was rather chubby – nothing too major, but she had a noticeable pudge to her waist, her thighs were thick, her bulging breasts were straining the bikini top she had, and her face had a cute curve to it. She also had yellow and black face paint on her cherubic face, adding an additional level of cuteness to it – If Ali had to guess, this was a Tepig Moemon, which was weird since she was sure that Tepig girls were native only to the Unnova region…
“If y-you move t-too m-m-much,” The Tepig girl struggled to say (her English could use some work). “Y-Your wounds w-will get w-w-worse.”
Slowly the Tepig girl began to push Ali back down to the bed, trying to get the Quilava girl to rest. Ali had so many questions – Who was this girl? Where was she? What happened to…
Ali’s eyes nearly bugged out of her skull. That’s right! Where was Fontina and Midnight?!? Ali’s breathing began to grow rapid as she tried to process what happened in her head, but she calmed down slightly when the Tepig girl griped her hand, “D-Don’t worry! Y-You’re safe… A-And so are your f-f-friends.”
The Tepig girl shifted to the left slightly and Ali turned her head to see that there were a couple of other makeshift beds in the room with her – And resting on the beds was none other than her friends! Albeit, they were in the same condition that Ali was in – Knocked out but breathing, alive, but nearly naked (save for the weird rainbow colored feathers and bandages which made Ali’s face grow even redder). Her two friends seemed to just snore lightly as Ali breathed a sigh of relief.
“W-We treated y-your wounds a-a-as soon as p-possible,” The Tepig girl stated, which garnered Ali’s attention once more. “W-With some r-r-rest, you three s-s-should be fine.”
Once again, Ali breathed a sigh of relief and smiled – But then that smile slowly melted away as many questions appeared in her head and she finally spoke. “Where… What… Who are you?”
The Tepig girl’s face blushed slightly as she bowed her head towards Ali, “Ah-Ah! I’m s-s-sorry! I… I f-f-f-forgot to introduce m-myself! I… I am Lin-Hua of the Stark Tribe! I… I… I was the one to f-find y-you and y-your f-friends.”
It was then that Lin-Hua turned away from Ali with her hands on her cheeks and gushed out, “O-Oh! T-T-That was s-s-so embarrassing!”
‘… How was that embarrassing?’ Ali thought as she was about to open up her mouth to say something…
Only to be interrupted by a loud growling sound, and her face turned as red as a tomato – It was her stomach. It felt as if Ali was starving – She didn’t know how long she was out, but she was definitely hungry…
“Um… I-I have some f-f-food here,” Lin-Hua stated as she spun around to reveal a wooden tray that had been loaded down with fruits, veggies, and even some meat on the bone. “I… I wasn’t s-s-sure when y-you three would w-w-wake up, s-so I’ve been bringing a l-lot of food to g-g-give you all when y-you all woke up…”
That was a lot of food… But considering how hungry she was…
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