Chapter 1

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A boy in red vest ,green cap,and old blue jeans was trudging down a dirt road,more of a man actually. He was already sixteen-but he had only gotten his first badge, the basic badge from Aspertia. Normally he would have started at ten years old, but his parents were very protective. He barely just convinced them to let him go. They were moving to Castelia city and they allowed him to collect his
badges as they went ahead by car, although it didn't much matter to him. The badge trend hadn't caught up to him like everyone else. He had his pokeball with him, tepig was his starter. A thick wall surrounded the road, its living bricks were formed from ancient trees that all but the smallest pokemon would find impassable. The sun radiated its warmth and heated the ground. He could hear pokemon playing in the
woods. Once in a while he would spot a curious patrat wiggling its nose as it perked from the bushes. He was as happy as can be.

"At least I can collect my first three badges "he thought, "maybe then they'll let me continue my journey." Laughing out loud, nothing could spoil this day.

However, his thoughts were cut short as he saw something blue lying in the brush of to the side of the road. A low moan came from the bush.
Mark, for that was his name, narrowed his eyes and slowed down.

" Oh my God, is that a person!?"he rushed over to the prone form of a girl lying on her side, her back to the road. She was wearing a long blue dress and had blue hair in a curious,curved style. But her dress was covered in blood .He turned her over on her back to get a better look, and realized she was quite beautiful. But he stopped all of a sudden, noting her white skin and orange chest-horn. He extracted his pokedex and scanned her.

"GARDEVOIR, THE EMBRACE POKEMON, TO PROTECT ITS TRAINER IT WILL EXPEND ALL ITS PHYCHIC POWER TO CREATE A SMALL BLACK HOLE."

"This would be a nice pokemon to have, " thought Mark, but he had no pokeballs with him. And he was still trying to accept the fact that this was a pokemon, she looked so much like a human, and very pretty. He couldn't help but to stare for a minute. His thoughts were halted as he noticed the more serious wounds. Her white legs were drenched in blood. She had a black eye and dried blood encrusted her lip. He fumbled in his backpack desperately trying to find a potion. His hands shaking he applied the potion to a wound on her arm. His face was written with concern as his mind raced " I hope I'm not too la- "

The gardevoir snapped up into a sitting position, "NO!

Mark grabbed his head in pain as the voice reverberated in his head, "wow, telepathy, okay .."he looked over at the gardevoir to see she fell unconscious again. He also noticed her breathing was much more shallow." I'm not gonna have enough, "he thought as he looked at his one potion. He quickly checked his gps and saw there was a pokemon center about 12 miles away. Carefully he picked her up and cradled her in his arms, he looked at her face again, "please don't die, please, "and he started to walk briskly to the center. Not daring to run for fear of jarring her. She was light, but with the distance she was taking a toll on him. But couldn't afford to rest. "I can make it,I only have a mile ... I can...I..."he was about to black out and he knew it too. He just too exerted himself too much, and he was already tired from all the days walking. He turned around and slowly sank to the ground, still cradling gardevoir,"please...don't...die..."
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Mark began to wake up ...he could feel a bed underneath him,"...I must be at home "he thought."No, wait ..."He began remembering the day's events, finding that hurt gardevoir ...the gardevoir! She was dying! All of a sudden he shot up out of the bed he was lying, only to connect to solid wood with a loud crack. Moaning he rolled onto the floor holding his head. Looking up he saw that he was sleeping in a bunk was in a small room filled with about three more such beds.

"Is everything allright? "Asked a feminine door opened and the familiar face of nurse joy appeared.

Mark grunted, "ugh ...hit my head. "

"A trainer found you passed out on the road with your gardevoir -"

"She's not mine,I found her laying in the grass ..."he stood up with panic in his heart, "Is she okay? Will she be okay?! "

"Her wounds have healed, "she was silent for a moment, "it puts me at ease that it wasn't your pokemon ..."

"Why? "

"The nature of her wounds was...obviously dealt by a human.I was afraid you did it."

"Me!? "

"Calm down now, "she assured. "I don't believe it is the case now. You may go now ,"said nurse Joy as she stuck her head back out of the door.

"very well,"replied the voice of officer Jenny as she walked out of the center.

"How did you know it was human? "asked Mark ,still wondering why Officer Jenny was involved.

"Well like I said, her -her w -,"stuttered nurse Joy, she turned around and picked up a clipboard, handing it to Mark.

He looked at it confused, "This just details all the wounds..."his heart sank as a tear formed in his eye. His mouth formed into a grimace, "Dear God above ..."His whole body turned numb and his gut twisted, "all that...bloo-"a few tears streamed down.
After a minute of uncomfortable silence, he looked up,"May I see her?"

"Yes but...we think the emotional trauma...put her in a coma."

"A coma!? ...a coma."

"Yes, "said nurse Joy, "the emotional stress was probably too great, it was probably her trainer...come "

Mark followed her, dead in his own thoughts, "how could...how could he ever do something like that? "He began to feel nausious. As they entered another room, he could see the gardevoir laying on a single bed."She looks so peaceful..."He thought."How long will she be like this ?"

Nurse Joy pursed her lips,"I'm afraid there is no way to tell...how are you at singing?"

"what?"

"I have read that in the wild ,if a gardevoir goes into a catatonic state like this ,the others will sing to it .Which is supposed to help."

He looked back at the gardevoir,"I'll do what it takes,just um...some privacy would be nice.I don't normally sing in front of people."

Nurse Joy chuckled,"sure thing,"she quietly walked out of the room and closed the door.

Mark tried to remember a good song for something like he remembered,a song that his mother would sing for him when he was sick.

"You are my sunshine,my only sunshine ,

you make me happy when skies are gray

you'll never know dear,how much I love you

please don't take my sunshine away."

His voice would crack from his still lingering puberty,partly from mostly from sorrow for what she endured. .He had a very voice good he kept on repeating the song,But weariness eventually overtook as he sat onto an adjacent bed, he finished singing it again,and he fell asleep.