Screaming fills my ears, almost to the point of breaking them. "Run, Victory! Run!"
I scrambled away from all the mayhem, but I was too slow. My dad's hand shot out and grabbed my ankle in a bruising grip. "No! Ev, help!"
Even as I cried out, an Eevee cam dashing into the room. She jumped the overturned coach without missing a stride and landed gracefully only a few feet away from my father.
"You don't use your damn Pokémon on me, you bitch!" My father raged, his drunken breath hot on my skin. His words alone made me flinch, nonetheless the fact that his hold on me was ever tightening.
"Don't talk to her like that!" My mom pleaded, struggling to get up off the floor where she had been knocked down. "Let her go! Leave her alone!" Her pleas however went unnoticed and for the first time I saw the sparkle of defeat in my mother's eyes. It was also the last.
Eevee sucked in a huge breath, filling her lungs with air. She held the breath, longer and longer, her whole body vibrating as she powered up the attack. Then a ball of dark energy appeared and hurdled straight at my father. Shadow Ball.
The shimmering orb hit him straight in the side, causing tendrils of dark purple and black electricity to run through his whole body. A string of profane and profuse swearing and cursing came from his mouth as he was blown away from me.
As soon as my foot was free, I crawled a small ways and then got back on my feet. I turned around just in time to see Eevee running towards my dad with the move Quick Attack. My mother had paused her efforts to get up, a look of victory on her face.
Victory, my name.
"Ev, use Bite!" I cried out as she made contact with him. For being about a fifth of his size she still managed to pack enough punch to bowl him over. Then, as commanded, Ev bit down hard on his leg.
Daddy screamed in agony, causing me to wince. In a desperate attempt he smacked Ev away, and then reached above his head for a piece of broken glass.
"NO!"
That was all the warning Eevee needed and she retreated back to me, and just in time too. My father threw the shard with full force right to where she had been seconds ago. It was all too late though when we realized its course.
It sailed over the ground and straight to the waiting flesh of my still floundering mother. The bloodcurdling scream that followed will echo in my ears for years to come.
I don't know whether it's me or her that's screaming, probably both of us.
Without thought I rushed to her side. The glass had gone right into her quickly-becoming-blood-stained stomach. If that was not enough her face was bruised and cut, defined by a large black eye and bleeding, broken nose. I know the rest of her body is in similar condition.
"Momma," I whispered and my voice broke.
"My poor little girl. Your only six. Only six!" Tears welled up in her swollen and bloodshot eyes. "I should have been stronger and left him when I found out I was having you. Now look at what you must endure."
"Mom," I could say nothing else and was a little confused at everything that was going on.
"Don't ever give yourself away and remember to never let anyone have so much power over you that they can break you. Just hold tight to yourself and always trust the voice within." She gulped deeply, as though the words were a struggle. I looked down at my blood stained hands and felt Ev's soft fur brush against me, both physically and mentally. "Don't let him or anyone knock you down. You are Victory, darling. You shall always triumph."
Suddenly she smiled, and I saw the traces of a beautiful, young, spirited woman in the way her eyes sparkled. Even as death took her, she forever kept that look on her face. And so it would stay that way, at least in my mind she would stay that way, even in the grave.
"Mommy you're scaring me!" I cried out, grabbing her limp hand in mine. "Mommy! MOMMY!"
"So she finally gave up! Ha! Well good riddance, she never was worth it anyway. Your mother was a lying, weak, horrible person! The only thing she was ever good for was a little fun and that changed a whole lot when you came. Oh well, now she's gone. But you're here."
"NO! NO!" I screamed as he moved towards me. I cried out against his words against mother and for my fear of what he would do to me.
Then I felt a strong tug on my sleeve. Eevee. I scrambled onto my feet and ran blindly towards the patio, Ev practically dragging me along. She led me out the door and into the tropical woods right behind our hotel.
I ran until my breath caught in my throat and I knew I couldn't go on. And then I ran longer.
Finally I collapsed out of exhaustion, asleep (or unconscious) before I hit the forest floor.
Whew, that was intense! Hope you all liked it and if you did please show it in a review! I am also very open to constructive criticism as I'm always looking to improving my writing. Keep your eye out for the next chapter, it will be a little lighter… sorta. :)
~Red-Delicious Victory