The air reeked of waste along with the usual musky sewer smell that went with being in what was known as underground Castelia. Nate, the brash young teen who thought that it would be a good idea to boldly march into the sewers unprepared, was currently in a bind, literally.
There was a feral Arbok that had snuck up on the boy, attacking him when he least expected it. It had coiled it's body around the teen sending any hopes of escape right down the drain, not that Nate knew he had a chance of escaping in the first place. Cursing under his breath, Nate uselessly squirmed around in this Pokemon's tight hold. He knew the Pokemon wouldn't have listened if he tried to speak to it, the look in it's eyes told him so.
The wild Arbok hissed, leaning in close to the brunet's face, it's tongue lashing out at his face as if to smell him. It seemed like the Pokemon was debating on whether or not it wanted to eat him. Nate cringed at the mere thought of being eating, murmuring a 'Oh sweet Arceus' under his breath.
Everything else from that point on was a blur. He could have sworn that he had heard a familiar voice commanding a Pokemon to attack the Arbok. Though, after he heard that command he felt an intense burning sensation in his eyes. Acid. There was Acid in his eyes. The Arbok must've spit it acid on him after being taken by surprise. It must've been planning on treating him like a pokemon, poisoning him before eating him as a succulent meal.
The next thing he knew he was on the ground, and someone was by his side, telling him everything would be alright. Nate could care less about being soaked in water from the Trainer's pokemon, nor did he care about the god damn Acid in his eyes. He didn't care about anything. He knew he was asking for trouble coming to the sewers unprepared, and he was ready to pay for his stupidity.
Days later, after being admitted into the hospital, Nate learned that the one who had saved him was none other than Touya. Though he was grateful for being saved, he was a little bitter about not being able to see the kind teen who had saved him. But, Nate knew he would have to live with this blindness for the rest of his life.
Well, this was the price that you pay for not thinking things through, right?