Chapter Four
Years After
"Bye!" Twenty seven year old Cisco waved to the young trainer with the Pikachu on her shoulder. "Good luck on your journey!"
"Thank you!" The trainer replied as she left the PokeMart.
Cisco deposited the money in the cash register, smiling, remembering when he first left on his journey. He was now a manager at one of his father's PokeMart. His father owned all the PokeMarts around the world. He owned his own house in Pallet Town that his father had built for him. Anya lived with him even though they weren't married yet. He looked up at the clock. His shift was almost over. Valor ran over to him from the back of the store.
"Hey buddy." Cisco smiled.
He knelt down and petted the Pokémon. Valor looked up and smiled at him, then sneezed. Cisco flinched a bit. Both Valor and Anya had been a little sick for the past few weeks. He was worried about them. The doctor said that Anya was perfectly fine and that he didn't know why she was sick. Nurse Joy had said the same thing about Valor.
"Do me a favor?" He asked the Pokémon.
Valor nodded.
"Go home…Please?" He said to the Pokémon. "You're sick. You need to rest. Go home before you get worst."
The Pokémon reluctantly nodded. Valor sneezed again then headed out of the store.
"Why is it that only Anya and Valor are sick?" Cisco spoke out loud. "Weird…"
"Cisco! Cisco!" A young man a few years younger than Cisco ran into the PokeMart.
He was wearing a PokeMart clerk uniform just like Cisco's.
"Hey Rhett. What's up?" Cisco smiled.
"Did you see the news!?" Rhett asked with a shocked and worried expression.
"N-No. Why?" Cisco was worried now.
Rhett grabbed the remote and turned on the big screen TV in the PokeMart. It was on the news.
"This is live footage from Saffron City." An announcer spoke.
There were people running around wildly. The Police were all around this one area trying to stop the citizens from entering.
"There has been an assassination. A group of people have shot and killed a man and woman."
A picture of Cisco's mom and dad appeared on the TV. Cisco's heart sank.
"Robert Zenton and Linda Zenton were gunned down today while walking to the hotel they were staying in."
Cisco held onto the counter to stop himself from falling. He suddenly felt really sick. Tears started appearing in his eyes. A blurry picture appeared on the TV.
"This is a picture taken by a security camera."
In the picture there was a group of people in black clothes running away from two bodies lying on the ground. There were big red Rs on their clothes.
"It is believed that these were the perpetrators of this crime. Everything is being done to find them."
Cisco collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.
…
The funeral had been huge. Dozens of people had attended. Cisco only knew a few. All of Pallet Town had attended. His parents had been buried in the Pallet Town Cemetery.
…...
Weeks had gone by, Cisco and Anya had moved into his parents' house and Cisco had inherited their entire fortune. Anya and Valor hadn't gotten any better….if anything they were getting worst. Cisco sat on the bed next to Anya who was coughing and sneezing like crazy and was slightly pale.
"Listen." He spoke. "I'm going to go away for a few days. I have some stuff to take care of."
"Cisco." Anya argued. "Don't go after their killers. You won't find peace if revenge."
"Maybe not, but I need to do this."
She looked at him, then leaned forward and kissed her, long and passionately.
"Then go." She smiled. "But you better come back to me."
He nodded in gratitude and headed to the door. He stopped and looked back at her.
"I promise I'll come back." He said. "I love you."
"I love you too." She smiled.
He turned back and walked out the door. Valor was waiting for him in the living room.
"You're staying here buddy." He said to the Pokémon. "I need to you to stay and look after Anya for me."
The Pokémon was about to protest, but stopped and nodded.
"Thanks." Cisco petted the Pokémon and walked out the door.
Once Cisco was outside, he called out his Pidgeot, got on, and they flew off towards Saffron City.