Dear Shellshock,
I was just wondering how you were doing. It's been a while, hasn't it?
I was so nervous walking up to the gym. I think I'm ready though, anyone would be with my partners. We've been training so hard.
Is Pokemon heaven nice? What do you do there all day? I hope you're not bored. You have Bubbles, and Raven to play with.
I walked shakily up to the first trainer. He had a Patrat, and Raven killed it without too much fuss. We were very well prepared with our training, and the level was low. What's there to be scared of?
You know, I've tried going adventuring again. After this happened, I didn't think I could do it anymore. But Pokemon were my life. There was nothing else I could do.
The next trainer, a girl, was very easy too. She just had a Lillipup. The battle was almost exactly like the Patrat-boy's. I stared upwards, towards the platform where the (rather handsome) gym leader stood on planks of wood.
Some scientist found me, when I had gone insane. I couldn't go back home, face my mother and my friends. I lived in a dark haze. All I could think of was that last battle.
I challenged the boy. He hardly seemed older than me. His glasses glinting, we began the battle. Confidence surged through me as I called, "Raven, I choose you!" and the small purple Pokemon appeared from her Pokeball.
He said he could take me back in time and fix it all. I couldn't be the same person, but I could still have a happy life, with Pokemon, and I wouldn't remember all the bad things that had happened. I didn't want to forget you guys, but it was my only choice.
He sent out a Patrat. "Raven, scratch!" The damn Pokemon was fast. It dodged my attack, and tackled my Purrloin. "Scratch again!" I cried. We continued this game, until the Patrat was almost out of health. "Finish him!"
I don't know what happened, but next thing I knew, I was sleeping in a new house. Something told me that my name was Kotetsu. My house was small, kind of like my real old one.
Instead of claws ripping Patrat's throat, though, all I saw was a flash of green light. The gym leader had used a Potion. Laughing, his Patrat hit my Raven again, and I heard the crack of bones. "Stop!" I cried in pain. "She's dead," Cheren said with a smile. "Shall we continue?" This was all a bad dream, right? Raven wasn't dead…no no no…I'll kill his stupid Patrat!
My new mother told me that it was the first day of my adventure. I was happy with my blank mind. I met a girl like Bianca, and also my rival. Barnaby was kind of like Firnen, actually. Ah, don't you miss him? I wonder how he is these days.
Shellshock came out and disposed of the Patrat with a firm tackle. Blood leaked out of his sides with a final moan. Back on top, we watched as Cheren chose his Lillipup next. "Lillipup! Tackle!" I smiled. I knew Shellshock could handle it. But as the Pokemon flew towards my Oshawott, my eyes began to widen. Cheren began to laugh. "A critical hit!" Shellshock flew into the air.
It wasn't until I saw that there was an Oshawott that I began to shake, because I remembered – remembered you, and everyone, and my mom. And I fell, because all I could remember your eyes as you fell to the ground on that battle, full of fear and despair.
I don't remember very well what happened after that. I couldn't fight, my words mixing with the deaths of my Pokemon. I tried to fight with my last Azurill but it was far too weak to kill the Lillipup. It was dark after that. Crazy laughter filled my mind, blood, dying Pokemon. I wondered for an instant why we kept doing this. Kept forcing these creatures to kill each other, over and over.
Anyway, I just wanted to say,
I miss you.
Love,
Your Trainer Forever