I still don't own Pokemon Mystery Dungeon, I just own Yamimi and Blaze.

"Deep into the darkness, peering I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dated to dream before"~Edgar Allan Poe.

Enjoy!

Yamimi.

My sense of touch was the first to return to me when I walked out of the haze that was unconsciousness.

I felt the soft material around me, separating me, from the hard, cold, ground and the chill that was seeping up through the cracks in the bed.

I shivered and tried to curl up into a ball, to keep the warmth in somehow, and to fight away the cold.

"Cold, Little One?". The same deep voice vibrated in my ear making every hair tingle, and sending a chill racing down my spine, "It is a bit nippy in here, don't worry I'll remedy you're chill soon enough".

The presence that I had felt around me, suddenly, shifted and I felt the bed grow cold as it got farther, and farther, away from me.

I felt a pair of cold, deadly cold, hands wrap around my middle and lift me up from the only warm spot in the bed. I started thrashing, flailing my arms and legs, and lashing my tail back and forth, furiously.

A amused chuckle left the being as he placed me down on a soft, and extremely warm, surface.

I immediately snuggled into the warmth and mustered up the strength to open my eyes.

I cracked open my eyelids just a bit to be able to see most of my surroundings. I was on a bed, that much I could figure out by the large structure and texture, made out of thick, and oddly colored, hay. The thing that I was laying on was a Pokemon, a very large one, with a lot of red fur that was tipped black.

I couldn't do anything else, but lay on my side since my legs, all four of them, were numb beyond comprehension.

I tried to lift my head, but all my strength had gone into opening my eyes. The rest drained out of me like water from a stream, and my eyes drooped.

With my sight no longer a option, I listened and waited for something else to happen.

After a few minutes of silence,

Creeeaaakkkk!

The sound of a door opening filled the room. It was accompanied by a pair of small, almost silent, paws on the floor.

The paws padded closer to the bed then there was a moment of silence followed by a warm chuckle, certainly not from the being from before.

"Who's that, Nema?" A youthful boy's voice tickled my ear fur as he spoke, curiosity laced his words like Spinarak silk.

"A guest", The Pokemon under me answered, "She was injured and can't really move much, there's something draining her energy".

"Oh" I could hear the smaller Pokemon tilt his head in confusion. I could tell, by the silence and the paw that was poking against my side, that he still had a bunch of unanswered questions that were probably buzzing around his head like angry Beedrill.

"She's so small" ,He commented as I wiggled away from his probing appendage.

"Well her size isn't her fault" The female Pokemon, Nema, told him, "You could protect her, watch out for her, she is your age after all. You could even make a friend".

A friend..?. I went over the idea in my head,

I never had a friend before...What made a being a friend... What exactly is a friend..?.

Blaze.

I was full out panicking now!

I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep at all last night due to my fear that Runt would stop breathing and I was running on pure adrenaline now.

My hands were shaking, my palms were sweaty, and the flame on my tail was flicking due to my nervousness.

She still hasn't woken up!

I ran my palms through my head fur, messing it up, and sighed while pacing the length of Runt's body.

My eyes felt heavy, I was pretty sure that there were bags under them, but I didn't care.

I stopped pacing and looked over my shoulder at the sun that was streaming into the cave.

It was morning, that meant that I could take Runt back to Treasure Town now that the Storm had passed.

But first... I turned my head to the pile of leaves that held the murky, soiled, and dark water, I should get rid of these..And dump the water out.

I gathered the pile of leaves up and stepped carefully out of the cave. The sunlight blinded me feel a moment and I squinted against the harsh, white, light.

When the light had dimmed, and my eyes were no longer burning like a thousand, blazing fires, I walked a good distance away from the cave to the little slope and tilted the leaf down so that the water trickled out of it.

I watched the water leave the leaf before shaking out any of the excess water. The small droplets shined like diamonds in the warm sunlight as the water raced down the hill, leaving a sparkling trail of silver in it's wake, as it got farther, and farther away from me.

Once all of the water was drained out of the leaves, since I didn't really have any use for the rest of the leaves that held the water so I just placed them in a bush, and carried the rest of the clean leaves back to the cave.

Even with my sleep deprived mind, I was able to tell that something was wrong straight away.

Dropping the clean leaves onto the ground outside of the cave, I took a cautious step towards the entrance.

"Runt!?" I called into the cave in a loud voice, hoping to startle whoever it was that was in there with her.

Instead of her voice another voice, a male one, spoke up and boy did he sound angry at me.

"What did you just call her?!" The male voice spoke in a low, rumbling, growl.

I saw a pair of eyes open from within the cave.

A pair of glowing greenish blue eyes that seemed to pulse with the Pokemon's , growing, anger.

It's the same Pokemon from before! I realized as it moved forward, stepping out of the darkness, with red tipped paws. His eyes were trained solely on me and he pulled back his lips, revealing his sharp teeth, as a growl rumbled up from his throat.

I felt fear grip my heart in a painfully, tight, hold. It dug it's claws into the blood pumping organ and my pulse raced.

I was terrified!