Pokémon: Vengeance
Drizzle Town
Amicus stirred as he regained consciousness, immediately regretting that decision when a jolt of pain went shooting up his leg- ... hang on...
The Sylveon began to wiggle his toes, his eyes shooting open when he couldn't wiggle the fourth set. He looked over to stare in horror at his back leg. Where it should have been was now a stump wrapped up in bandages that looked like they needed to be changed. What happened to his leg?!
His eyes widened as he remembered. Those bad humans beating Prosper. That Nidorino that wouldn't let go! His friends were taken away, but his trainer managed to save him before he was killed... Oh no, Prosper!
"Prosper! Prosper, where are you!?" He tried to get up, only to cry out in agony as his cuts and gashes reopened. The little Pokémon didn't care in the slightest, determined to find his friend no matter what! "Prosper! Please answer me! Please be okay!"
In the front, Nurse Joy frowned when she heard a crash in the back room. She had been about to ask Prosper something "What the...?
The trainer stood up immediately upon hearing the cries of a distressed Pokémon from the same direction. "AMICUS!" He hopped over Nurse Joy's desk and ran past her, the nurse not far behind.
"P-Prosper!" Amicus had given up trying to walk around after he fell off the table. He hurt everywhere, and to his humiliation, all he could even do was cry like an Eevee kit. "I-I wanna go home! Prosper, where are you?!"
"AMICUS!"
The Sylveon stopped sobbing, his tears changing from those of grief and pain to joy, but still pain. "Prosper! I'm over here!"
The man from the front ran in and gently scooped up the traumatized Pokémon, nuzzling him to calm him down. "Amicus... I was so scared that I'd lost you..."
Amicus smiled tiredly, returning the nuzzles as best he could. "Prosper... you're okay... Oh, thank Arceus, you're okay!"
Nurse Joy watched from the door, smiling softly at the pair. Such a bond was a wonder to see between people and Pokémon, even if she saw it everyday.
She gave Prosper a room so he could rest with Amicus. The little Pokémon needed a lot of time to heal completely, and potions and powders could only solve some problems.
The Sylveon rested in Prosper's lap on the bed, purring as his trainer stroked his velvety fur. The sound reverberated around the room as Nurse Joy came back in. " Mr. Fairchild?"
Prosper looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. " Yes, ma'am?"
"I... I've been meaning to ask you something important. About how you and Amicus got your wounds."
He frowned slightly, he thick brows furrowing. This had been a topic he really hadn't wanted to talk about. "Ask away."
She nodded, sitting in a chair near the bed. "Are you the Prosper Fairchild? The one Team Vitium disposed of?
A sigh escaped his lips. "... yes," he said after a few moments. "I am- was." He caught himself, pausing as he felt the reality of those words. "I... was the champion."
Her eyes widened. "How did Schwall beat you? You were the strongest trainer in the Tempest region!"
"He cheated."