So I know I shouldn't be creating a new story, I should just put this on hold, but dang it! It's just so tempting. Stupid plot bunny dreams!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon

Sirens. Sirens everywhere. It had filled the whole room up, yet it still felt as silent as ever. Doctors were rushing left to right, but they all seemed like a blur to me. Everyone was in panic, while I was just numb.

It's all my fault. All my fault. Allmyfault allmyfault allmyfaultallmyfaultallmyfault. My mind kept racing to that single thought process. I felt like ripping my hair out, just to stop the oncoming pain.

The wind outside was picking up speed as it seemed to get nastier. It fitted the situation so well. I could hear the rain drops outside as they angrily hit the ground, tears from the gods above.

Tears. Oh Arceus , her eyes, those sea green eyes had look so desperate. I could feel my insides start to collapse as I started to shake violently.

All my fault All my fault All my fault ALL MY FAULT. I covered my face, no one should see my shame. My guilt. Do they know? That I caused all this? Luckily it seemed as if no one paid attention to me.

Her red hair, so soft at the touch, I use to tease her so much because of her hair color. Red. The color red. The blood. I could smell her blood that were on my hands, as I had bury my face into them. Terrified, I instantly placed my hands on my knees, I didn't want to be reminded of her blood.

All my fault all my fault all my fault. It seemed as a tune now. One that just loved to torture me. It wasn't suppose to end this way! My mind screamed, as I clutched my legs. I would have pulled my hair, but I didn't need the smell of her blood returning so quickly.

How much time has passed? A few minutes? A few hours? It had so far felt like a few years. When was this going to end? Everything seemed silent. But wasn't it like that to me anyway? I tried to lift my eyes up from the floor, to see my surroundings.

It seemed like everything was calmer. I felt myself panic more. Could this mean the worst?

Why did this have to happen to me? I held back a moan, shaking again.

"Gary Oak?" My head snapped to the voice, seeing it was a Doctor. I bounced up quickly, willing myself to calm down. I grabbed his shoulders, shaking him instead.

"Is she okay? She's not hurt is she? Can I go see her? Tell me god dammit!" I must of have a crazed look in my eye, as I felt like a wild animal.

All my fault all my fault all my fault. It was the same thing over and over again. Except a new thought had entered the wild maze. If anything happens to her, I could never forgive myself.

The Doctor face looked grim. My heart raced. He placed a hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down. I shook him off, this time grabbing his collar.

"I said TELL ME!" Why won't he give me the news? Is it to bad to even comprehend?

ALL MY FAULT!

"Calm down Mr. Oak, she's fine." I could feel a wave over me, like each and every nerve was filled with morphine. No more pain. Was it all better now? I slid my hands away from the Doctor, shoving them into my pockets.

"She received a nasty blow to the head, and has a few broken bones, but other then that, she seems pretty fine. She's just sleeping to regain her strength." The Doctor gave me a kind smile, rubbing my arm. The contact shocked me, but in other words had comfort me in a way too.

"Can I-can I see her?" My voice trembled and crack as if I hadn't used it in years. He nodded, leading me to her room. Time slowed down, it seemed to be doing that a lot today.

Each step I took, my heart pounded harder. It was as if I was going through a haunted house for the first time. We entered a room that was bare white that had little paintings of baby Pokemon on the ceiling. My eyes darted to corner to corner till I saw her.

I brought my hand to my mouth, biting my knuckles to hold back a moan. He might have said that she was fine, but she sure didn't look fine.

"I'll leave you be," I heard his footsteps leave, and the door close silently. I stood there, planted.

Lighting flashed, making me jump slightly. I stared at her for a moment more. My dearly beloved girlfriend Misty Waterflower.

"How could you!?" Those were her last words before the accident. Those three words hit me right in the gut. Guilt, shame, I could just vomit with these over-whelming feelings.

I took a step towards her. Lightening. Step. Lightening. Step. Lightening. Step Lightening Step Lightening Step Lightening. Why did it seem the gods just wanted to fool me? I was at her bed side, sucking in a breath.

She looked so lifeless. The top part of her head was wrapped up, her eyes were shut. Her arm and leg was in a brace, but that were all the injuries that I could see. Were there more? I really hoped not. She was bruised around her body. Just how hard did she get hit?

My hand shook as I reached for hers. I stopped before touching them. I needed to touch her, to know for my self that she was okay. Getting over myself, I grabbed her hand. It was freezing. Ice at touch.

"Mi-Misty?" I had to say her name. She just laid there. Why wouldn't she move? There wasn't a single indication that she had heard me.

"Misty, please say something. Move, or anything!" Still nothing. I could feel panic rise up to my throat. The doctor had said she was okay!

"Misty, please, I beg of you, I am so sorry. This, this wasn't suppose to happen." I croaked out, squeezing her hand. Still no response.

I think it was actually the first time that night that I cried.

Short moments later, or so it felt like, I could hear yelling. By that time, I had already done my crying, I needed to be strong. If not for myself, then for Misty too.

"I don't care! That's like my baby Sis in there!" A female voice said. "Yeah! Who are you like to decline our access to see her!?" Another female voice said.

"Please, quiet your voices. Some one is already visiting her-"

"Who could be like visiting already?" Another angry voice said. My stomach dropped, as I already knew who those three angry voices were. The door slammed open with a bang.

I got up slowly - since when was I on my knees?- and turned to three angry faces. Lily, Violet, and Daisy stared at me with stun expressions at first.

"You!" Violet hissed out. SLAP! My cheeked burned, as I was for sure there was a hand print now on my face. I looked blankly back at Violet. She was shaking, either with rage or sadness I couldn't tell. Sobs. I looked up to see Lily sobbing at the door. I guess she got a look at her sister.

"What are you like doing here?!" Daisy asked harshly, stepping by Violet.

"The same reason you are." I spat out angrily. Finally some emotion was coming up. Daisy pushed me into Misty's bed. The metal bar hit my back pretty hard that I seethe in pain.

"No you are like not! Don't you dare like do the thing that you did then like act like you care! You are just like a scum bag!" Daisy yelled, her eyes threatening to spill her tears.

"I do care!" I yelled back, balling my fist up. How dare they say that I didn't care about Misty!

Violet's hand came up for another slap. I waited for the blow, but none came.

"Ladies, please stop this bickering. This is a house of healing, not for fighting." Violet's hand was in mid-air, with the Doctor's hand around her wrist. She trembled.

"Get out." She muttered. I frowned, there was no way I was going to leave Misty's side. Especially now. She must of thought that I didn't hear her as her eyes flashed up from the floor to my own. Her eyes were as dark blue as her hair, as they were giving me such hate. Tears were running down her face as she was glaring at me.

"I said get out Gary Oak!" She yelled out with so much raw emotion, raw anger. She tried to hit me again, and failing.

"Let me show you the door, Mr. Oak." The Doctor said, dropping Violet's arms. I nodded numbly. I pushed through Violet and Daisy, towards Lily. Once I passed her, I could hear the faintest "How could you," with her sobs. Why did that have to sounded sickeningly like what Misty said.

My stomach felt ill, it was as if all the emotion from before was coming back. I gulped them down, they can't see my shame. My guilt.

"You'll be able to see her tomorrow Mr. Oak." He promised, his smile so kind. Yet, I hurt so much with that one smile. Tomorrow? Could I survive long enough not seeing her when anything could happen? "You can even spend the night at the hospital if you would like."

"I do." I told him, keeping a blank face. He led me to the waiting room once again, as I felt empty of not seeing Misty. I thanked the Doctor as he left me be. This day just couldn't get any worse.

Of course, I was wrong.

Officer Jenny had walked up to me, her footsteps had seem to match the rain outside. It seemed to have lighten up. The rain I mean.

"Gary Oak?" I looked at her sad expression. "Yes?" I stood up. She got her cuffs out as her eyes harden.

"Gary Oak, I need you to come to the station with me." Bolts of lightening filled me, as I gave her wide eyes. She cleared her throat.

"It's nothing too serious." She said with a smile, but I kept staring at her cuffs.

"Then what are those suppose to be for then?" I jerked my head at the cuffs as her smile faltered. "Just so you won't react harshly. We're just going to ask you a few questions."

"About?" I raised an eye brow, crossing mt arms. As an emotional wreck I was at the moment, I didn't need more weighing me down. She sighed and roughly grabbed my arm.

She twisted it behind my back, forcing me to turn around, she grabbed the other arm cuffing them together. "Gary Oak, you are being accused of attempted murder of Misty Waterflower. Now we need you to come with us."

Dun Dun DUUNNN! Cliff hanger, now I know this chapter doesn't explain a lot, but that's the point! Through-out the story, it'll be flash backs to what happened. But I am curious to what are you guys predictions are! Review!

Now let me tell you this as a writer, this isn't going to be something I work daily, as I will try to update it as much as I can as I feel this will turn out better then my other Ego story that I am working on. Whenever I have the time and motivation is when I will work on this story. Hope y'all enjoy it though!