Vivian's screams filled the air. She grabbed a baseball bat and brought it down on the floor. Whatever she had seen had vanished.

Vivian grabbed her inhaler and took the medication. Her heart was pounding. She held a hand to her chest, trying to calm her breathing.

The pounding of footsteps sounded from below. Her father appeared in the doorway.

"I heard you screaming! Everything okay?"

Vivian nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Did you have an asthma attack?"

"No. It was nothing, really."

Her dad entered the room and sat down on her bed. "First day here, and you've already had a scare. You wanna tell me what happened?"

"Thought I saw something. That's all."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure."

Her dad sighed and stood up. "Well, that's a relief. I'm taking the rest of the day off. Can you stay here alone?"

Vivian nodded. "I'll be fine."

"I hope so. I'll be at the Space Center if you need me."

He ruffled her dirty blonde hair and left. Vivian watched him from her window. When he was out of sight, she sat down on her bed.

What had she spotted earlier? It was so sudden. She had had the feeling she was being watched since she first entered, but she had ignored it. Vivian grabbed her notebook, racking her memory as she tried to remember the creature. All she could remember was its red eyes. She made a note of that.

Vivian got up and sat down at her desk, opening her laptop. It must've been a Pokemon.

"Pokemon with red eyes," she muttered to herself, typing in the words. She clicked on Images and began scrolling. Pictures of Gengar, Umbreon, and Genesect were the main results.

She stopped scrolling as her eyes landed on one picture. It was a small grey Pokemon that resembled a doll. Its golden zipper of a smile gleamed.

"Weird," Vivian mused. She clicked the photo again, bringing her to a website. She began scrolling.

"Banette, the Marionette Pokemon. A Ghost-type. This Pokemon was originally a pitiful plush doll. It seeks the child that disowned it," Vivian read aloud. "Dark..."

Vivian grabbed her notebook and sketched the Pokemon quickly. She kind of hoped it appeared again, if it was still around, that is.

'What do you mean you were seen?!' a Dusknoir roared.

'I'm sorry!' Skore groaned.

'Do you know how much danger you put yourself in?!'

'Yes...'

'Ay Grim, lay off. It was a simple mistake,' the Sableye called from a corner of the attic.

'Lay off?! It's also your fault, Snicker. You were there!'

'Yes, but I wasn't the one who went out, now was I?'

Skore shot the Sableye a glare. He smiled sheepishly in response.

Grim sighed. 'Whatever. If you go out, be careful. We don't want to alert the girl.'

'More than we already have?' Snicker asked, chuckling.

'Shut up.'

Vivian stayed awake that night. She pretended to be asleep, but her heart was racing. She wanted to see the Banette again. Maybe she could become friends with it. So she waited.

Sleep threatened to overcome Vivian's mind. She felt her eyes slowly closing.

'Don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep,' she willed herself. 'Don't you dare fall asleep.'

The door opened slowly, and Vivian saw her dad peek in the room. He gave a small chuckle and shut the door quietly.

Vivian was about to give up when there was a creak. Her eyes snapped open, glued to the closet door. It opened a crack, and a small figure emerged. Vivian restrained herself from moving. She could see the Banette's crimson eyes darting back and forth. It stepped into the open and floated towards the window. The Banette phased through the window and floated away.

Vivian's heart sank. What if it didn't return? She shook her head. That couldn't happen.

She refused to let that happen.