(Rebecca's POV)
"Are you okay?" N cried with a hint of worry in his voice. "Do you think you need more of the painkillers?" I heard more footsteps and Nurse Joy's peppy voice ask rather dramatically from a distance, "Is she okay?" I couldn't see anything at the moment, nor move, but I could hear just fine! I was sure they were just being over dramatic.
Suddenly my head starting spinning again, and an image formed before my eyes. There was a girl, her hair long and brown. She wore huge black glasses and her clothes were mostly beige. She looked a lot like the girl from my last vision. The one who stole my precious Sylvie. With her walked two boys and a girl. Probably her partners in crime. In her arms was Sylvie, as she fed her a chocolate Poképuff with a thick layer of whipped cream. Sylvie happily munched on it and gave a sound of content when she finished it.
I could feel the girl's icy stare burning into my soul. I gasped in astonishment. "S-Sylvie?" I tried, she gave me a confused look, one that alarmed me. "It's me, Rebecca...r-remember?" She turned away, as if I was a loner begging for attention. The girl shook her head, smirking, "For the record, her name is Silver!" She snapped. She couldn't be rude, no way, I didn't know how, but it felt as if she was supposed to be a good person. Well, at least that's what if felt like, even though she had my Sylveon!
I reached out to touch Sylvie, but the girl slapped my hand away. "I don't know this Sylveon anymore..." I felt tears threatening to pour from my eyes. The girl just rolled hers. "You can attack her if you want Silver." They both exchanged looks and Sylvie looked back at me. Without thinking twice, Sylvie dashed forward and used Quick Attack. I screamed in horror. My own Pokémon attacked me! Sylvie, my starter Pokémon used Quick Attack on me! They walked away and I began to cry as the image started fading. The light enslaved me once more. I slowly opened my eyes.
Nurse Joy smiled."Ah, you're up!"
"Can you fill me in on what happened?" I asked rubbing my eyes and slowly sitting up.
"Well..." She began, "You fainted after vomiting. The impact of the fall caused you to start bleeding again. It was horrible, you lost so much blood. Luckily, we were able to find a blood donor. If it wasn't for your friend over here, you would've been a goner." she said motioning towards N. I felt like bursting into tears, but instead I thanked him with and big smile. Nurse Joy gave another warm smile.
"You can get out of bed. You should feel better by now." She said before walking away.
"Um, I was wondering, do you think this could've caused the nausea?" N asked holding out the bottle of the medicine he gave me earlier. She turned around and inspected it.
"Well you see, you said she was already on drugs prescribed to her by the doctor. She should avoid taking any other so as to prevent them from mixing and causing such like problems." Nurse Joy said honestly. "It's strange, another girl who looks a lot like you came in a few hours ago with a very similar problem."
"What?! Was she with a girl and two boys?" I asked suddenly intrigued. I don't know why but something told me that it was the girl from my visions.
"Yes, do you know her?" she asked.
"Kinda. Did she have a Sylveon with her?" I asked frantically.
"No, not that I can recall seeing one. The only Pokémon I saw with them was a Pikachu that was on a black haired boy's shoulder." she said while N eyed me with confusion.
"Ugh." I sulked before speaking up again. "Well, do you know where they were going?" I don't care who that girl is. As long as she has my Sylveon, I won't let her get away. I'll follow her to Kanto if I have to!
"I think I heard them say something about going to Striaton city..."
"Thanks for everything." I told Nurse Joy sincerely.
"Don't mention it." she smiled happily. I hopped off the bed and began walking out with a confused N following me. I knew he had questions to ask but I beat him to it.
"N, did you find my Pokémon?" I asked, though, after that big 'daydream' maybe, I might've been better off without Sylvie.
"No luck. Sorry about that," He said, shaking his head. We walked in silence for a while until he asked,"Do you mind me asking, how do you know that girl Nurse Joy was talking about exactly?"
"I honestly don't know, it doesn't make sense." I stopped walking and sighed, looking at the wooden flooring. "If I tell you, you'll think I'm a crazy weirdo." I said.
"I won't." He promised. He was now staring at me, waiting for me to fess up. I nervously looked at his green eyes. I dropped my gaze to the floor again.
"Fine, as long as you don't laugh." I saw him nod through the corner of my eye. "Well, I had some sort of vision, when I fainted, I saw a brunette with two boys, a girl and a Sylveon. Not just any Sylveon, but my Sylveon. She had Sylvie and she was being rude and sassy to me. Then Sylvie attacked me." I could feel his gaze still on me.
He cleared his throat and spoke up. "Rebecca, that was just a dream or something. Just because you saw it while you were unconscious, doesn't mean it's real. Don't go stressing about things like that. We will find your Sylveon." he said, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"We?" I turned to face him.
He nodded. "Well, I can't just abandon you, that would be wrong. Also it seems like you have a very strong bond with your Sylveon, and that's not something you see everyday. It sort of makes me wonder if not all trainers are bad. I'll stick with you for a while longer."
"Aw, thanks N!" I felt gratitude swell within me. Ignoring the whole 'not all trainers are bad' thing, I wrapped my arms around him in a hug and he gave me a small smile in return.
"Well, let's get going!" he said with a closed eye smile. I grabbed my bag from the table and after gathering up my stuff, I followed N who had been waiting by the doors. As I halfheartedly listened to what he was saying, my mind wandered back to what he had just said.
I know it was just a dream or something but something told me it was real. This is all so confusing. I just wish I knew what was going on.
I didn't even notice that we stopped walking until N grabbed my wrist and I was yanked back. I felt an embarrassed blush creep onto my face while I let out a sheepish chuckle. I noticed we were standing at the front of a huge crowd. A man stood in front of the crowd. He eyes were ruby red and he had long, pale green hair. His robes had weird eye-shaped designs on it. I didn't recognize him, but the people surrounding him were all too familiar. They were dressed in gray and white armor-like outfits and holding flags which were black and gray and had a blue P on it.
Team Plasma.
I involuntarily shivered and subconsciously clutched at my necklace just as images from the horrid night flashed in my mind. My heart began racing and the world started spinning, the crowd's murmurs becoming background noise. I closed my eyes and tried slowing my accelerating hear rate. I took deep breaths.
"Calm down Rebecca. It's all over. That was a thing of the past and they won't recognize you. Even if they did,they wouldn't be able to harm you at a crowded place like this." The voice spoke again. I wanted to ask her how or why she knew that but I got interrupted by N.
"Are you alright?"
"Huh?" I looked up to see him looking at me, slightly confused. "Yeah, yeah! I'm totally fine!" I lied. He looked uncertain but didn't say anything because the man started talking.
"My name is Ghetsis. I am here representing Team Plasma. Today, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to talk to you about Pokémon liberation. I'm sure most of you believe that we humans and Pokémon are partners that have come to live together because we want and need each other. However... Is that really the truth? Have you ever considered that perhaps we humans... only assume that this is the truth?" His red eyes landed on me and my heart skipped a beat. I gulped and tried to look completely calm. His gaze burned my soul for a few more seconds and he looked away.
"Pokémon are subject to the selfish commands of Trainers... They get pushed around when they are our "partners" at work... Can anyone say with confidence that there is no truth in what I'm saying?" There was a round of murmurs, but no one spoke up. "Now, ladies and gentlemen, Pokémon are different from humans. They are living beings that contain unknown potential. They are living beings from whom we humans have much to learn. Tell me, what is our responsibility toward these wonderful beings called Pokémon?" There was another round of murmurs among the crowd.
"That's right! We must liberate the Pokémon! Then, and only then, will humans and Pokémon truly be equals. Everyone, I end my words here today by imploring you to consider the relationship between people and Pokémon... and the correct way to proceed. We sincerely appreciate your attention." and as suddenly as he appeared, he disappeared. People began walking away in confused groups, still muttering about the speech.
What is he talking about? Why did he look at me like that? Did he recognize me? Did any of the grunts recognize me? I hope they didn't. I hope...
I felt dizzy and the sudden urge to vomit.
"Um, N before we leave, I'm gonna go to the washroom." I quickly said as I stumbled away hoping he wouldn't call me back.
I held onto the sides of the sink and stared in the mirror. There was a bruise on my chin and it was a nasty shade of dark purple. There was a gash across my nose and a few more bruises. I took off my glasses and splashed water onto my face.
"Calm down Rebecca. There is no reason to worry. Team Plasma are gone and they will not be able to find you. Are you not going to be traveling?" The voice asked.
"Yeah," I trailed off.
"Then do not be worried. If you keep on moving, they will not be able to pinpoint your location."
"Okay." I mumbled. I have to admit, it did feel silly talking to a voice in my head.
"One more thing, be careful who you trust. You never know what is in their hearts."
"What do you mean?" I asked but she didn't reply. Assuming she was gone, I washed my face again and stared into the mirror.
That voice is right. I just have to keep moving and be careful about who I trust.
After freshening up I came back to the counter. I stocked up on some goods and was about to leave when I decided to buy some Poképuffs just in case I ran into Sylvie. I stored the items in my bag and walked out.
When I stepped into the sunlight I spotted N among the crowd. Just one problem, he was talking to a group of people. A specific group of people. It was two boys, one who was about the same height as N. He had tan skin, spiky brown hair and had a map in his hands. The second boy was shorter and a Pikachu was sitting on top of his head. There were two girls there too. One had an orange Tepig-tail and the other had long brown hair. She was dressed in beige and I squinted to get a better look at her. Realization hit me harder than a Pokéball to the face and all my worry turned to anger. She was the girl who stole my Sylveon!
I pushed through the people and started making my way towards them. I stood on my tiptoes and saw that they were waving goodbye. I forced the people out of my way but suddenly I bumped into a huge man. I went crashing to the floor.
"Ow!" I complained. I rubbed my backside and tried standing up again but then a rude civilian pushed past me making me lose my balance and I fell again.
"Argh!" I fell harder this time. I stuck out my hands to stop my fall. I stood up and brushed off my clothes. I rubbed my hands together and saw that they were red and scraped. I looked up and saw N waving and coming over towards me.
"Hey Rebecca-" he stopped mid-sentence and hurried over.
"What happened?" He asked with a worried look on his face.
"Nothing, I just fell." I said as if it was nothing because it basically was. He was acting like I got hit by a truck.
"Nothing? You're bleeding!" he said touching my nostril and showing me the fresh blood on his finger.
"What? No, that's impossible how am I bleeding?" I touched my nostrils and drew back my hand and saw a lot of blood.
"This is not possible, I didn't hit my head and I didn't even get hurt. I didn't hit my face or anything." I said touching my nose again." How bad is it?" I asked.
"I don't exactly know but it could get worse." N said calmly. Some passers by were starting to stare.
"But, why?" I asked.
"I don't know, but the doctor had a reason for telling you to take it easy for a while. "
Oh great. I know exactly where this is going. Now N is gonna make me go back and sit around in the Pokémon Center for a million years and won't allow us to continue the journey. And that thief is going to get away with my Sylvie. I cannot let that happen!
"Yeah, but I didn't even-"
"We have to get back to the Pokémon Center right away, it could be serious!"He said cutting me off in his calm but firm tone which meant the conversation was over. He grabbed my wrist and started pulling me towards the Pokemon center.
"Ugh but N!" I cried, not wanting to lose what little dignity I had left, "The Pokémon Center is for Pokémon! I'm completely human, not a Pokémon!"
"You could end up passing out again and the Pokémon Center is the nearest health center!"
"No, N wait-"
"There's no time for waiting, come on now!" he called over his shoulder. I sighed and decided to tell him once we got inside.
He pushed the doors open and told me to sit while he went to go and get Nurse Joy. Many people were looking at me as if I came from another planet. I decided to stand up and follow N so he wouldn't make Nurse Joy come out just because of a little blood. He could be such a drama queen or a drama king. Whatever it's called.
I quickly got to my feet and it suddenly felt like I got hammered in the head. I grabbed my head and the whole room started spinning. I sat down and closed my eyes for a few seconds. I opened them again and the room wasn't spinning as fast as before but the splitting headache was still there.
"Well that was sudden," I muttered.
"Excuse me, you have a little...um I mean a lot of... uh...here take my mirror." A woman who was sitting near me said. "Here you go, and take this too." She said handing me the mirror and a tissue.
I looked in the mirror and was shocked. Most of my face was covered in blood. The headache grew worse and worse by the second and suddenly it felt like I got a headbutt from an angry Bouffalant.
Please don't tell me I'm gonna faint again! What's with all the fainting!
The last thing I remember before I blacked out was falling off the chair and onto the tiled floor.