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          As soon as Storm had slid down into the darkness of the cavern she immediately fell into the thick blanket of unconsciousness, the sounds of flames and destruction echoing from outside.

          When she had peeled her sleep sticky eyes open again and hauled herself into a slouched sitting position she was unclear on just how long she had slept, though her grumbling belly said at least a day or two. The frightening sounds from the outside world were still carrying on just as strongly keeping her in so she just slowly munched on a few various berries and a healing oran berry from a burn she had discovered on her tail, thanks to its fierce stinging.

          A cooling sensation due to the berry began to flood into her tail like a smooth river numbing the pain but not even that could take her mind off of what had truly just happened. She had lost her brother. The realization had kept her numb with shock to be shattered by her burn but even so, she had been clearly hopeful.

          Days began to crawl by with the only indication of time being the changes in light leaking from the tunnel entrance and every day Storm had set aside enough for her brother. He's coming, he's coming, she had told herself over and over again like a broken and toneless record. But still time passed and her brother remained lost.

          "He couldn't have..." Storm had murmured one day suddenly gripped with horror and then had pushed it back shaking her head. "No, he's stronger then that... He has to be..."

          Days turned into weeks... shreds of hope began to slip... weeks numbered into a full month... despair set in... Storm was fading as time passed and so was the hope that she would never see the sun rise or feel the wind in her fur again let alone be reunited with her brother. And then, there was a day that was... different.

          Storm opened her dull eyes one morning to feel a tingling feeling creep over her. She couldn't place it at first and only after sitting up did she realized. Her ears pricked up and her aqua blue eyes (lighter than her brothers) widened in disbelief. All was quiet. No more sounds of flames burning, winds howling, or rumbles of the earth. All was still on the outside.

          It took a bit for her to work up the courage in her fragile state but eventually Storm crawled up through the tunnel and out, to the wasteland that was now the world.

                                   ~*~*~*~*~*~

          Now Storm sighed sadly once again surveying the bleak and lifeless place the disasters had left behind, and then winced in pain. Sliding her gaze down to her various fresh scratches and burns she saw that one of her gashes had opened up again and was now oozing a trickle of blood that stained her already unkempt yellow fur a dark red.

          Oh yes, if the state of the world wasn't bad enough there was another extra thrown into the mix. It seemed that the fabled legendary Pokemon had survived, and then some. Not only that but the disasters seemed to have sunk them into a state of unbridled rage that led them to attack any living thing they came across. At least this is what Storm was guessing from her experience.

          Fire was really the only thing that Storm truly feared. She had stood her ground ready to fight even when a murderous roar smashed into her ears accompanied by a Raikou pounding across the hard packed dirt towards her. It's mighty paws had made the earth tremble beneath Storm and its eyes... Its eyes were blood-red slits among a face contorted into an expression of pure fury and rage. Still she had fought. Fought until it had become clear that she must run if she wanted to stay in one piece.

          This new factor sent another pang into Storms heart like a splinter of ice. Even if her brother had managed to survive the disasters that had ravaged the world... Would she find him before something else did?

          "Lightning..." Storm whispered her eyes beginning to sting with held back tears. "Lightning!!!" She called out her grief raising her voice to a wail that echoed across the desolate world below. And then faded into silence.

Description
          As soon as Storm had slid down into the darkness of the cavern she immediately fell into the thick blanket of unconsciousness, the sounds of flames and destruction echoing from outside.

          When she had peeled her sleep sticky eyes open again and hauled herself into a slouched sitting position she was unclear on just how long she had slept, though her grumbling belly said at least a day or two. The frightening sounds from the outside world were still carrying on just as strongly keeping her in so she just slowly munched on a few various berries and a healing oran berry from a burn she had discovered on her tail, thanks to its fierce stinging.

          A cooling sensation due to the berry began to flood into her tail like a smooth river numbing the pain but not even that could take her mind off of what had truly just happened. She had lost her brother. The realization had kept her numb with shock to be shattered by her burn but even so, she had been clearly hopeful.

          Days began to crawl by with the only indication of time being the changes in light leaking from the tunnel entrance and every day Storm had set aside enough for her brother. He's coming, he's coming, she had told herself over and over again like a broken and toneless record. But still time passed and her brother remained lost.

          "He couldn't have..." Storm had murmured one day suddenly gripped with horror and then had pushed it back shaking her head. "No, he's stronger then that... He has to be..."

          Days turned into weeks... shreds of hope began to slip... weeks numbered into a full month... despair set in... Storm was fading as time passed and so was the hope that she would never see the sun rise or feel the wind in her fur again let alone be reunited with her brother. And then, there was a day that was... different.

          Storm opened her dull eyes one morning to feel a tingling feeling creep over her. She couldn't place it at first and only after sitting up did she realized. Her ears pricked up and her aqua blue eyes (lighter than her brothers) widened in disbelief. All was quiet. No more sounds of flames burning, winds howling, or rumbles of the earth. All was still on the outside.

          It took a bit for her to work up the courage in her fragile state but eventually Storm crawled up through the tunnel and out, to the wasteland that was now the world.

                                   ~*~*~*~*~*~

          Now Storm sighed sadly once again surveying the bleak and lifeless place the disasters had left behind, and then winced in pain. Sliding her gaze down to her various fresh scratches and burns she saw that one of her gashes had opened up again and was now oozing a trickle of blood that stained her already unkempt yellow fur a dark red.

          Oh yes, if the state of the world wasn't bad enough there was another extra thrown into the mix. It seemed that the fabled legendary Pokemon had survived, and then some. Not only that but the disasters seemed to have sunk them into a state of unbridled rage that led them to attack any living thing they came across. At least this is what Storm was guessing from her experience.

          Fire was really the only thing that Storm truly feared. She had stood her ground ready to fight even when a murderous roar smashed into her ears accompanied by a Raikou pounding across the hard packed dirt towards her. It's mighty paws had made the earth tremble beneath Storm and its eyes... Its eyes were blood-red slits among a face contorted into an expression of pure fury and rage. Still she had fought. Fought until it had become clear that she must run if she wanted to stay in one piece.

          This new factor sent another pang into Storms heart like a splinter of ice. Even if her brother had managed to survive the disasters that had ravaged the world... Would she find him before something else did?

          "Lightning..." Storm whispered her eyes beginning to sting with held back tears. "Lightning!!!" She called out her grief raising her voice to a wail that echoed across the desolate world below. And then faded into silence.