Derp. Here's the next chapter.
As she slowly regained consciousness, Scrafty first became aware of the stiffness of her body. She still could only barely move, which had been made worse by the coldness of her surroundings. With some effort, she began to sit up.
CLANG! – Her crest banged into something metal above her. She cursed and squirmed in pain.
The muffled laughter of random thugs echoed outside in response to her cursing.
When a passing Trubbish decided to lick her face, Scrafty quickly realized that she must be inside the dumpster, probably as a result of some thug's "hilarious" idea.
"Bastards!" she shouted. "When I get out of here, you're fucking DEAD!"
The laughter increased. Anger rose in Scrafty's stomach, and she kicked hard against the wall of the dumpster, causing it to reverberate. The Trubbish squealed and buried itself in a hurry.
Scrafty doubled over in agony. There was something very wrong with her right leg. Hesitantly and with great difficulty, she reached a hand down to examine it.
She grimaced in pain as she discovered her leg had been badly twisted by her crash, and the bones broken. The bones in her foot had been completely shattered in the impact as well.
This was by no means her first broken leg. High jump kick is a dangerous move to the user when it misses, and she knew that all too well. However, she had crashed into an especially hard surface this time and had not had the luxury of healing immediately.
Her mind still fuzzy, Scrafty was struck by a sudden feeling that she was missing something. Something important.
Her bloodied hands went to her neck, and she found she still had her Amulet Coin. However, this did not quench the feeling, but increased it.
"What am I missing?" she asked herself frantically, over and over. A half-formed idea appeared in her delirious mind. "Maybe if I ask Musharna, she'll know what I'm…"
Scrafty's heart turned ice cold as her memory returned in a rush.
She began to desperately pound at the lid of the dumpster with what little strength she still possessed, but to no avail. Scrafty, who was normally capable of taking out a Snorlax in one hit, did not even have the strength to lift the lid.
Scrafty guessed from the silence outside that those nasty punks had made their way home for the night, leaving her alone, presumably to die.
Completely exhausted, she shakily pulled her uninjured leg to her chest and prayed that her lover was still alive.
An ornery Liepard stood guard over the heavily tethered Musharna. He occasionally snapped at her aggressively, trying to get her to produce the dream mist his trainer seemed so interested in.
Musharna sat silently, resisting sleep persistently. The new bites on her body stung, and despite the calm atmosphere of the forest she was more afraid than she had ever been before. She started to cry again.
"Shut up," Liepard hissed, biting her viciously.
Musharna squealed in pain and blacked out.
Swanna strutted uneasily around the moonlit Central Plaza, trying to muster the courage to walk down one of the streets.
"So, where are we going to look next?" prompted Audino, restlessly playing with his left feeler.
"Chill out, Audino. I'm thinking!"
Audino blushed. "Please, call me Cuddles."
"Ugh, seriously?" groaned Swanna. "Why can't you be normal and just go by your real name?"
"But I like my nickname," Cuddles insisted.
Swanna put her wings on her hips. "Well, I think it's a stupid name. What is wrong with Snarf? She gives us the dumbest, gayest nicknames ever! Yours is even worse than Hydreigon's!"
Cuddles frowned. "I thought she traded with her brother to get her?"
"Well, her brother hatched it for her, and she told him to name it Joey no matter what sex it was, not to mention she made him name that Tepig "Suzie." Fucking weirdo." Swanna stuck out her tongue and hissed.
Sighing, Cuddles shook his head. "Hydreigon doesn't really seem to mind. Hey, didn't Snarf rename you today?"
Swanna blushed and ruffled her feathers. "Yes, yes she did."
"It's Lucy now, right? At least she feels bad about what she first named you."
"Mhm."
"Anyways, we better hurry and find Scrafty and Musharna."
Swanna sighed in disgust. "I don't know why Snarf sent YOU with me, I'm sure they're just having gay sex somewhere, safe and sound. After all, that's what dykes do all day, right?"
Cuddles facepalmed. "Uh, no."
Swanna tilted her head and squinted at him. "Are YOU a fag too? I mean, you're pink, and you like being called Cuddles, and you're certainly not very manly."
Cuddles puffed up his chest in irritation. "No, I am not gay, and that's a really rude way to say that. And I am too manly!"
"Riiight," sneered Swanna, rolling her eyes.
"Well, let's go look." Cuddles grabbed Swanna's wing roughly and dragged her towards Mode Street.
They spent a couple hours looking up and down the most crowded streets, also stopping at buildings and asking people if they had seen the missing teammates. They chatted continuously when they weren't talking to others, and Swanna gradually relaxed and began to enjoy Cuddles' company, even bringing her 35-inch rule down to 32 inches, sidling closer to him. By the time they reached Narrow Street, this distance had closed to 20 inches, and they had started flirting seriously.
Noticing the street was empty, Cuddles immediately pressed his body close to Swanna's and kissed her neck gently. Swanna honked in surprise, but did not stop him as he continued to caress her slender neck with his mouth.
She tentatively reached out a wing, brushing his ear with the tips of her feathers. Audino shuddered and suddenly pushed her up against a wall.
"I-I've never felt like this before," whimpered Swanna. "B-but how will we… we're not even in the same egg group!"
"Well, that just means no eggs," Cuddles whispered, "That doesn't mean we can't have a tender moment…"
Swanna turned around, presenting her tail to Cuddles.
He paused for a moment. "You know, I don't think I'm as well-endowed as another Swanna would be, and this is my first time," he confessed quietly.
"That doesn't matter, and you're my first, too," crooned Swanna. "Just do it… Ohh, Cuddles," she moaned as Cuddles moved a bit closer. Shaking, she moved her left foot and stepped in something wet. She froze.
"What's wrong?" asked the Audino.
"Cuddles… is what I'm stepping in what I think it is?"
Cuddles backed up and stared at the dark liquid on the ground. "…It's blood! Someone must have had a really nasty battle here, but who?"
Swanna honked loudly, frantically trying to wipe the blood off her foot.
Cuddles' ears twitched. "Wait, be quiet. I think I hear something." His ears perked up, and he walked further down the street, stopping in front of a dumpster. "There's something breathing in there, but just barely. Take a look? I can't get up there."
"Ok, but it might just be a Trubbish or something," Swanna spat, but flew up onto the dumpster and lifted the lid. Peering into the darkness, she screamed in terror and grief.
Amongst the garbage bags and general filth lay a bloody Scrafty, her right leg positioned at an unnatural angle and her knuckles raw and bleeding. She did not move; her body appeared stiff and lifeless.
"Oh my Arceus, she's dead!" wailed Swanna, falling off the dumpster onto Cuddles.
"But I heard breathing!" Cuddles frantically scaled the dumpster and jumped into it, landing at Scrafty's side. He pressed a feeler to her chest and listened, then sighed with relief. "She has a pulse, but it's weak."
Cuddles started working immediately, healing Scrafty's paralysis, cleaning her wounds, setting her broken bones, and bandaging a large gash on her leg. He applied the revive he was holding, and Scrafty groaned and opened her eyes.
Scrafty sat up suddenly and immediately wished she hadn't. "Augh!"
"We're so glad you're not dead!" sang Swanna.
"Since when does Failduck give a fuck about queers?" gasped Scrafty, her head spinning.
"Please lie still," instructed the Audino.
"That's not my name anymore. Anyway, where's Musharna?"
Scrafty tensed up. "I have to go. Do you have a hyper potion?"
"Why and where?" Swanna asked, handing over the hyper potion she was holding.
Scrafty downed the pink liquid in one gulp. The familiar aching feeling filled her senses as her cuts closed up and her bones healed. She examined herself to make sure everything had healed properly, and discovered that the gash on her leg had left a large scar. Scrafty cursed silently and slowly brought herself to her feet. She jumped out of the dumpster and grimaced as she brought her weight down on her right foot.
"Where are you going?" inquired the Audino.
"To reclaim my mate," she hissed.
"Are you crazy?" gasped Swanna.
"You need more time to heal before you do anything!" objected the Audino, also climbing out of the dumpster.
"I have to do this." Scrafty began to walk north stubbornly.
"Look, at least let us help you, ok?" said Swanna, blocking her path. "Where do you have to go?"
"Lostlorn forest."
Swanna hesitated for a moment, and then made a decision. "Get on my back, both of you."
My poor Pokemon. T_T