A/N: Hello again! Chapter Two is here! My head is buzzing with ideas right now! Mwuhahaha! Take that writer's block! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Much to my dismay, I do not own pokémon...

Chapter Two - Being Bullied

I'd been in the hospital wing for a week, my side slowly healing. They gave me the all clear and I was forced back into training and having tests run on me again. My side still stung and I avoided bumping into anything. I'd just got back from a really tough training session, my side hurting like mad. The bandage had been rubbing against it a lot, causing it to bleed a little. I went and got some pokémon food, and sat in the corner of the dining hall for pokémon.

This pokémon food was nothing special, it was dry and tasted of cardboard. How I longed for the taste of Brock's homemade pokémon food. The sweet tasting brown chunks that satisfied me more than anything I'd ever tasted. After eating a few chunks of Team Rocket's pokémon food, I pushed the dish away. I got a dish of water and lapped it up, getting rid of the cardboard-like taste. I decided to groom myself, washing my face, paws and the rest of my body. I licked around the bandage, cleaning the new little sores.

I was finishing off cleaning the grey fur on my tail when I heard sniggering a little way before me. I looked up, my tongue still sticking out of my mouth. A roar of laughter could be heard from one of the tables. One of the pokémon looked very familiar. Meowth... I thought. I stopped grooming and stalked over to him. He was accompanied by a little blue fuzzball with wings and a weird looking black pokémon that held a strange mask in it's tail.

"What are you laughing at, Meowth?"I snarled.

"Nothin', kid."Meowth laughed.

"Stop staring at me then! Leave me alone!"I shouted, making all heads turn in our direction.

"Woobat, were we staring at him?"Meowth asked the blue fuzzball.

"No, sir, we weren't."Woobat squeaked.

"Yamask, were we leaving him alone over there?"Meowth asked the strange black pokémon.

"Yes, yes we were!"Yamask laughed.

My fur bristled, and I let out an angry growl. The room was silent now, watching what was happening. I un-sheathed my claws, flattening my ears. Meowth began to laugh again, and I pounced on him. No, I thought, I won't stand for this! I got him onto the floor and dug my claws into him. He grinned at me, that stupid grin he was famous for.

"So kid, how's your trainer dese days?"He asked.

"I dunno, Meowth, how is she?"I spat.

"Temper, temper,"Meowth hissed,"Your trainer's doing just fine without you."

I didn't know what to say. He'd got me where he wanted. Touching on the thing that bothered me most. He's a bully, a cowardly bully. He'd got me, and he knew it. A more sinister smile crept across his face, and he leant up, getting close, too close. His mouth was nearly pressing against my ear.

"I saw Lyla, the night you were captured. I saw the twerp too. I saw what happened between them."He whispered.

"Y-You leave my Lyla out of this! This is just me and you! Not her!"I yelled.

"The problem is, Shinx, she's not yours anymore, is she?"He said, his eyes flashing evily.

I loosened my grip on him, my breath caught in my throat. I felt dizzy all of a sudden, trying desperately not to fall over. The worst part was, he was right. She belonged to Team Rocket. And she belonged to him. To that wretched boy. I saw it in her eyes, after what happened. Why... Why did he have to bring that up... I thought. I began to shake, suddenly I wasn't on top of Meowth. I was all alone. The whole world had turned it's back on me. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the images inside my head.

"MEOWTH! TAKE THAT!"

I was snapped back into the real world, suddenly flying through the air. Meowth had managed to kick me off of him. I landed on my injured side, the breath knocked from my lungs. Tears welled up my eyes, I tried to catch my breath. Meowth placed his foot on top of me, triumphant. He leant down, annoyingly close to my face.

"Yeah, that's right, Shinx, you're all alone, you've got no one."

Sparks began to fly from my body.

"NOOO!"I screamed, using Thunderbolt.

"MEOWTH!"Meowth cried, landing on the floor beside me.

Anger built up inside me, hatred boiled in my stomach. I got up, and my tail began to glow. He was beside me. Too close. I slammed my tail into him, batting him away. I blacked out, and when I came round again, Meowth was a wreck, battered and bloody. I was stood over him. I was confused. What happened? Some Rocket Grunts ran into the hall and I was taken away from Meowth. Meowth had curled into a ball, and was shaking furiously. Did I do that? I thought.

"You, don't try anything like that with me."The Grunt holding me said, a fearful edge to his voice.

I didn't do anything! I thought, I can't have!

"I've been told to take you to the boss, Mew knows what he'll do to you."

A low growl made it's way out of my mouth. I didn't want to go anywhere near Giovanni. I was carried down a long corridor, and the door the office came into view.

"Don't you dare growl like that after what you've done!"The Grunt shouted.

"Shut up, you idiot!"I growled at him.

He didn't understand me, of course, and merely carried on running. He got to the door, didn't even knock, and went inside. Giovanni was sat at his desk, stroking his Persian. Persian spat at me. I spat back. The Grunt put me down, nodding to his boss before running out of the room. I sat on the floor, my tail swishing around behind me. Just looking at the man irritated me.

"Good afternoon, Shinx, I hear that you've done something wrong."

"None of your business."I growled.

"I believe that you attacked the talking Meowth. Isn't that right?"

"No, it wasn't me that got him like that. It must have been someone else!"I shouted.

"You know, Shinx, I really have no idea what you're saying,"Giovanni laughed,"That's why, I'm going to give you one more chance."

One more chance? I pondered, One more chance at what? I don't do anything anyway.

"One more chance, to keep your trainer safe. After that, she's gone."Giovanni growled.

My jaw dropped open. Surely he wouldn't... kill Lyla just because of something that I didn't even do. But... What if I did do that to Meowth? What if I did that when I blacked out? He smirked, still stroking his Persian. He snapped his fingers and I was picked up from behind. What... What happened to me?

Later that night, after spending some time thinking about ways to get Lyla out of here, I sat in my quarters, staring down at my paws. I sighed. It wasn't clear what had happened to me. It was clear, however, that the other pokémon feared me now, and that Meowth would be spending a lot of time in a hospital bed. I scratched my ear with my hind leg, and shook myself.

"Nothing wrong with me..."I whispered shakily,"Nothing wrong with me..."

I decided that it would be better to just go to sleep, and so I did.

END OF CHAPTER TWO...

A/N: Ooooh! What's happening to Shinx? R&R? Pretty please?

This happened while I listened to Let The Bodies Hit The Floor by Drowning Pool... over and over... and over...

So what I picture in my head while I listen to that song is probably going to happen in this story...

Also I Feel Like A Monster... that song...

Go listen to those songs if you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about...

~ashketchumfangurl xxx