Swan Song
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, and I am not making any money from this fanfiction.
Until the age of five, Abyaz had lived a rather quiet life with his mother in Jubilife City, but that all changed after she died in an accident. Her funeral was on a damp and chilly afternoon in February, and Abyaz had never felt so alone in his life.
He clutched desperately at Gabriel, his mother's Togetic, for comfort as the preacher droned. He didn't know what was going to happen to him, but he knew that he didn't have any family left. He was the last Sygnus, and it hurt. He would have been wrong, however, to think that no-one cared about his plight, but he would have been better off if nobody had thought much about the forlorn and soggy albino standing alone, with no-one to look after him.
A tall man wearing dull grey clothes walked over to him quietly, and put a hand on the boy's shoulder. In soft tones, he asked Abyaz if he had anywhere to go. His only response was a sniffle, and a slight shake of the head. The man smiled slightly, and told Abyaz that he worked for a company that looked after children like him, and that he'd be safe and wanted there.
The boy looked up at him with wide pink eyes. Here was a way out of his misery! He'd heard some people talking about foster care, and he guessed that this must be it. He reached out for the man's hand, and allowed himself to be lead into an old, drab brown car. Nobody noticed when they drove away.
Abyaz watched the scenery change as the car drove onwards, and he saw the city diminish on the horizon. Gabriel nuzzled into his tummy, trying to cheer him up. He lifted the Togetic so that they were staring out of the window together. As one, they watched their old life recede into the distance.