Author's Notes: Rewritten as of... November 15, 2010.

Guess what... I'm done with the next chapter... which means I'll have a new chapter...


Chapter Seven

The person that tried grabbing Blue backed away from her, covering his ears as he did so. Whoever this person was wore an oddly colorful mask and, as Blue looked him over, was smaller than her…

"Jeez, scream a bit louder, will you?" the boy shouted, still covering his ears.

"Wait a sec…" Blue began and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, shaking him around. "Gold, you little-! What the heck are you doing, coming up behind me like that?"

"Sorry!" Gold said, his voice muffled behind the mask. "I couldn't help myself! You were standing there, so I saw the perfect opportunity!"

Blue sighed and tried to force herself to relax. The last thing she needed right now was Gold playing jokes on her. She looked over at Gold, who was taking off his mask and putting it in his shirt's front pocket. He was talking but she barely heard a word he was saying. Maybe it was the sound of the blood pounding in her ears?

Or maybe it was the thoughts of what could have happened to her if that hadn't been Gold who grabbed her?

"So, anyways, why were you so jumpy?" Gold asked as he and Blue headed back to the hospital. It was chillier than usual outside, the sky darkening and the wind picking up. Blue couldn't help but think that the way it was almost seemed like the horror films she sometimes watched.

"Blue?"

"Oh, no reason in particular!" Blue answered. "I just thought I was walking around all alone and I wasn't expecting you to come out of nowhere." At the end of that sentence Blue narrowed her eyes at Gold, who laughed sheepishly.

"I said I'm sorry! I didn't think that you were going to act like someone was trying to murder you!"

As Gold said the words "trying to murder you", Blue suddenly thought about Silver. Had Red really been trying to kill him or was he trying to send a warning? Blue didn't really think of it as a warning; it was too much for just a warning.

"…Do you think that Red really did that to Silver?"

Blue shivered as a rather strong gust of wind blew past them. She really wasn't paying attention to anything Gold was saying… "I… I don't know. Someone must've done it, I'm sure."

Gold looked down at the ground and stopped walking. "So you don't think Silver hurt himself and doesn't remember at all? Maybe he thought someone attacked him but it was really himself?"

"What?" Blue snapped and spun around to look at him. "Please don't tell me that's what you think!"

"No way!" Gold put his hands in front of himself and shook his head. "That's just what those dumb officers are suggesting now. They said that they checked the Pokémon Center that Silver was staying at and that the window… You know, Silver said Red had broken the window and grabbed him out, right? Well, they said that the window wasn't broken inwards at all… It was broken outwards."

"Outwards?" Blue paused to think for a moment. If the window had been broken outwards then that would mean…

"Right. Silver must've jumped out the window himself. Otherwise, Red must've been able to enter the room from the door and then push Silver outside… But Silver says he never answered the door, and no one came to knock on it…"

Blue felt a sudden plunge in her stomach. However, that feeling was quickly replaced by anger, and she turned towards Gold to shout, "How could they think that Silver did that to himself? Obviously, Red must've gotten into the room somehow… And pushed him outside! He had to!"

"But Silver said he saw Red outside!" Gold answered back. "Like, this is worse than a closed room murder! Nothing makes sense!"

Blue said nothing to Gold and began walking off. Gold hesitated before following her reluctantly.

"…Sorry. It's just that I'm getting really annoyed by these people accusing Silver of hurting himself. I think they need to arrest Red, or something like that, just until they get the story straight," Blue muttered.

"You think Red's gonna try and hurt someone else?"

Blue frowned. Was she really thinking that Red would do that? If he did, who would he try to hurt next? Blue tried to think of who, but the only realistic target she could think of was herself. In fact, why hadn't he gone after her first?


Blue sat on the edge of Silver's hospital bed, her arms wrapped around Silver in a protective, motherly sort of way. Silver had no reaction to this, staring straight ahead.

"Mr. Silver, I'd like to thank you for your cooperation with us," a young officer said, nodding towards Silver and taking a notepad out of his uniform jacket. "I know my co-workers have probably been bothering all day long, so I apologize. We just want to make sure that we can find the person who did this to you and-"

"I understand," Silver muttered.

The officer nodded. "All right, I'm pretty sure no one's asked you this: Can you recall the events that happened during the attack, such as when it started and how it ended?"

Blue frowned. They hadn't asked him that yet?

Silver tightened his grip on the blanket covering his knees. "Well, I was trying to go to sleep last night… But I couldn't."

"Any reason why?"

Silver hesitated. "…I was afraid. I was afraid that Red was outside, that he was watching me. I heard tapping noises on the window, which I thought I was imagining. But when I got up to see what it was, Red was standing outside knocking on the window with a knife in his hand."

"Was the window open?"

Silver now had a confused expression on his face. Had the window been opened all along?

"I… I don't remember."

The officer nodded. "Don't worry, just continue."

"Well, he broke the window with the knife and it cut my shoulder." Silver stopped to point at his right shoulder, which had a bandage wrapped around it tightly. "Then he reached in the window, grabbed me, and threw me outside."

"Then he cut my back while I was on the ground. I jumped up and started running; I guess that's how the cut on my back got longer… Well, he came after me and kept reaching out and cutting at me. Eventually I guess I ran into a tree or something, I couldn't see outside… Well, Red had me pinned then. He got ready to stab me again but then…"

Both Blue and the officer looked at Silver expectantly after he hadn't answered for at least 10 seconds, which seemed like forever to Blue.

"And then…?" the officer started slowly and Silver shook his head.

"It's weird… Really weird was happened next…"

"Well, go on," the officer said. "You may think it's weird, but it's probably not weird to me at all. Believe me, I've heard some pretty weird stuff before."

Silver nodded. "Well, he didn't stab me… Instead, he just sounded confused for a moment and I think he said something. But then he backed away from me and ran off."

"I see…" he muttered and nodded. "And that's when you made your way to Ms. Yellow's home, correct?"

"Yeah…" Silver answered. "I don't know how I even found it…"

The officer nodded again, scribbling things down in his notepad. "So, most of the injuries explained appear to be back and arm injuries. But what about the one on your head?"

Silver reached up to touch the right side of his head, a jolt of pain running through his body as he did so. "I… think I might've tripped."

"Okay… How about the ones on the front of your arms and wrists?"

Silver was confused yet again and he looked down at his arms. "I don't… remember getting cut there…"

The officer finally stopped his questioning and tipped his hat before putting a small notepad into his pocket. "It's fine if you don't remember that. I have to thank you again for agreeing to talk to us; It's a big help and much easier than having your friends repeat things you said."

As the officer turned around to leave the room, Blue quickly got up and followed him outside.

"Excuse me!"

The officer didn't seem to notice that she'd followed him and turned around in surprise. "Yes?"

"The window… It was broken outwards, right?"

"…Yes, that's correct." The officer grimaced as he continued. "…It's quite possible that this may all have been a figment of Mr. Silver's imagination. He seemed to have been highly paranoid at the time of events, and it's possible that he may have thrown himself out the window without realizing it… That would explain the injuries on his arms and wrists, and perhaps his head."

"…I see. One more thing, please."

"Go ahead."

Blue looked down the hallway unsurely. "Red… The one that Silver says attacked him? Recently he's been kind of… stalking one of my other friends. He's been standing around her house all the time and always being with her and when anyone tries to stop him, he just changes personalities completely!"

"And he's never acted like this before?"

Blue shook her head. "No. I think that's why he tried to hurt Silver last night. I don't what was happening, but he and Silver got in an argument yesterday so…"

"Got it," the officer said and nodded. "Thanks for telling me that. Details like that help us out the most, you know?"

Blue nodded back at the officer and he began walking away. Meanwhile, Blue turned around to head back into Silver's room.

"So," she began as she sat down on the bed, "What made you change your mind about talking to the officers?"

"Nothing, really," Silver mumbled, looking down at his arms as he talked. "I was trying to call you on your PokéGear to ask your opinion but you never answered it…"

Blue frowned. Her PokéGear…? She hadn't heard it ring at all. In fact, when was the last time…?

"…What kind of things did you have to do?"

"Oh… crap!" Slapping her forehead, Blue quickly jumped up and hurried out of the room, leaving a surprised Silver behind.

With a sigh, Silver turned to look out at the window. While he was wondering what had made Blue hurry out of the room so suddenly, that thought was soon replaced by something else…

…What had Red said to him before he left?