"Get out" a voice tears you from your sleep,
"There's no way they caught up that quickly"
"I said get out, I will drag you out if I have to" Something about the voice is slightly off, but you can't put your finger on exactly what. Very slowly you unzip the door to the tent and step out. It's still somewhat dark, standing on the other side of your camp is something that worries you greatly. A Bisharp. You have no way to defend yourself from the powerful dark-type. If it wanted, it could easily kill you.
"Good you came out on your own, I was about to cut you out," you remain silent, it's not impossible for a pokemon to learn english, but it's not exactly common. "Do you know where you are?"
"I have a general idea"
"You are in the territory of our pack," you gulp, pokemon packs are extremely dangerous, defending their territory fiercely,
"Alright my bad I didn't know, I'll just get my stuff and get out of the area"
"I'm afraid it won't be that simple"
"Shit, look I don't want any trouble I can just get out of here, you'll never see me again. I won't tell anyone that you're here"
"I believe you, but the Alpha's orders are absolute. You will come with me, Alpha will decide your fate" You deepen your breaths saturating your blood with oxygen to prepare yourself for exertion. "Don't try anything, you can't outrun me and you definitely can't fight me," Your eyes flick left and right looking for anything that you could use to escape, but there's nothing. You sigh, "Well, looks like I don't really have a choice, just let me collect my stuff," Bisharp nods and waits for you to pack up camp, you hadn't used much so it only took a few minutes to pack everything up.
"Alright lets get this over with"
"Right, follow me" he sets off at a moderate pace, and despite the pit in your stomach you follow. You follow for several hours, until Bisharp stops and begins to speak. "We are about to enter the main camp, the standing order is to take any outsiders found in our territory straight to Alpha for judgement, most of the time its pokemon so I don't know how Alpha will handle this, but since you couldn't have known you were in our territory I doubt you'll receive a punishment"
"Why are you telling me all this, I thought wild packs hated humans,"
"Well, I'm sure some do, but we don't really have any reason to hate humans. So few of you make it to our territory that it's never been an issue," he pauses for a moment "There are a few of us who have history with humans so they might be somewhat hostile but I doubt they'd try anything in the presence of Alpha,"
You think for a moment, "You mentioned punishment, do you know what I can expect?"
"I'm afraid not, most pokemon are offered a choice, join the pack or die" a shiver runs down your spine. "But hey like I said you're not a pokemon"
"That's...comforting,"
"Alright, come with me" he leads you to a fallen tree and pulls aside a sheet of moss, revealing a tunnel, you drop you bag down and hop in after, followed by Bisharp. He leads you a short distance through a series of twists and turns that would have confounded you by yourself. The tunnels widen into open space, and the sudden brightness forces you to cover your eyes.
When you open them back up your jaw drops, you seem to be inside an absolutely gigantic tree, it soars hundreds of meters into the sky and seems mostly hollow. The inside is latticed with growths and panels that support various platforms. The more you look the more astounded you become, "H-how did, how is, wow"
"Impressive right? It took years to build all this," You just nod and continue to take in the amazing sight. The area is filled with pokemon from multiple regions and of all types, most are moving about with some sort of purpose, several are selling wares off to the sides, and there are even a few that seem to be patrolling. You realize that they are starting to take notice of you and a few are openly staring. Bisharp notices as well and leads you into a hallway away from the crowd.
"I'm taking you to Alpha's workroom, she'll allow you to explain your story and then pass judgment" He continues down the hallway before stopping at a doorway obscured by ivy. He pulls the shroud apart and ushers you inside. The room is small, furnished only with a short table and a few stumps to sit on. Occupying one of these stumps is a Braixen. When it turns to face you it reveals a peculiar birthmark on it's hip.
"No," your body starts to shake, you know that birthmark "Mira"
Her eyes widen "Ethan?"
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