"Oooh you sneaky Pikachu!! You're gonna be-" Before Enigma could finish her thought, a huge thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere and sent her flying with a loud clap.
She hit the ground with such force, it took the breath from her lungs. While she tried to scramble and catch her breath, the little electric mouse took off into the woods, and dissapeared out of sight.
"Ugh. Again?? You're never going to become a Pokemon champion at this rate!!" Enigma scolded herself as she stood up, wiping the dust from her forehead, and scanning the treeline for any sign of the little zappy thing.
Enigma, exhausted from having chased the thing miles into the woods, shrugged and turned around as she headed back home. Thankfully these woods were well traversed, so it didn't take much time to find a path leading out of the woods.
It didn't take too long for her to realize that she may have ended up going the wrong direction, as she had no idea what section of the forest she was in. This was actually quite strange, as Enigma had grown up her whole life right outside the Fey, and thought she had known the area quite well!
Enigma had never been lost before, and the panic was starting to set in. She turned around, and started heading down the path in the opposite direction. It wasn't too long before she was full on sprinting trying to find her way out of the woods.
Within a few minutes, the young swamp witch was out of breath and on the verge of tears. All this for a stupid Pikachu?? Ugh!! She just wanted to go home, and crawl into her bed with all of her stuffies.
After a moment of panic and tears, Enigma gathers what little is left of her wit and continues to go deeper into the woods.
It felt as if hours had passed. The sun had long since disappeared out of the sky, and the light was fading quick. Enigma went until she couldn't go any longer, and collapsed near an old tree stump.
Exhausted, with no more tears left to cry, Enigma passed out, slumped against the tree stump.
That night, she had dreams of a pesky Pikachu that wouldn't let itself get caught, and an evil forest whose shadows chased her endlessly.
Eventually, the sun came back up, and with it came the sounds of the woods once more. Chirping of the pidgies, the weird humming from the Metapods and the barking of a far off Arcanine was the perfect symphony of morning noises.
Enigma's eyes popped back open, and she immediately remembered where she was. Hungry, cold and alone, she clambered back to her feet and started back down the trail (though she really had no idea in which direction she came from).
Another few hours passed and the swamp witch had to wonder if she was ever going to make it out of these cursed woods! She never remembered the Fey giving her so much trouble before.
While she wandered about and was lost in thought, she managed to get the attention of a wandering Haunter, who had gone quite some time without eating someone's soul, and decided that Enigma would be just that soul he'd eat!
With no Pokemon of her own to protect her (that was supposed to be Pikachu!!), she was very vulnerable to any attacks. As such, the Haunter had no trouble sneaking up on her and startling her from behind.
"Oh my Dotta!!!" A squeel escaped Enigma's lips, and off she went, deeper into the woods, with little regard to her direction. The Haunter, of course, had no issue keeping up with her, and set upon the girl with ease.
With one last push, Enigma kicked her legs and tried to gain as much space as she could between herself and the ghost. Cramps were setting in, and it felt like her whole body had been set on fire.
"Ugh, poison??" Enigma hacked, as her sprint began to slow. It was too late, however. Because she had lost track of where she was going, she approached the edge of a cliff before she had time to react and went right over the side...
...of the bed, as she landed with a loud clang!
"Ugh, what the-" Enigma said, rubbing the growing egg on her head. "Stupid pocket monster dream, who comes up with this stuff, really??" Enigma said, chastising herself as she dusted off, and head back to bed in hopes to dream a different dream.
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In Enigma's beginning there wasn't any love
just an unholy hatred from those above
There was no one to save her from this plight
for she was a swamp witch born of light
she was Like no other of her bloodline
A destiny was written, the stars aligned
She was naught but a child when she snuck away
Enigma ran fast from the swamp out to the Fey
it was on this journey where she learned to heal
and through her companion, she learned how to feel
twas the cutest of slimes that she ever did see
She made him from scratch and said "come with me!"
And so the two journeyed through the perilous land
learning about life and what makes love so grand
from battles with kobolds and mind games from mages
Enigma's life would be a humble tale of the ages
She never succumbed to the horrible things
All that darkness that being a swamp witch brings
In one of her adventures, she finds a relic true
A caduceus, a staff of Hermes, in a rare shade of blue
it bestowed upon her the powers of mother nature
and a vast understanding of it's secret nomenclature
A great protector of the valley she would become
She would even develop quite the green thumb
But alas her tale is yet far from complete
She has much to learn and is not very discrete
so won't you please follow along as Enigma grows
There will be lot of emotions, lots of highs and low
No matter what happens, know that she loves you
and her bond with you will always be true
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