I stared at the room, beds were laid out different pokemon were laid on them. They all looked very sick or beat up, I wondered for a second if they too were being abused but quickly shook the thought away. No, only he was like that, they'd have just lost a battle or had a really tough one. One where even the winner was in bad shape. I had never seen a battle like that, we were only allowed to win and to win well. Anything else and well you never wanted to find that out. I had seen one of his oldest pokemon lose a battle and I never saw her again.

I don't like to think of what he might have done.

The sudden noise in my ear snapped me from my thoughts.

"What's wrong?" It was Ash's Pikachu. I looked up smiling slightly at the pokemon on the elder teens head.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something. I didn't mean to make you think something was wrong. I was just thinking about my friends. I'm worried about them" I answered looking up at the Pikachu who was laid out on Brock's head.

"Why?" He asked and I looked up suspecting it wasn't the Pikachu who was asking the questions but Ash. I was right. I could see him mouthing words to his pokemon and from what I can tell it was because of the nurse.

"He'll be mad at them because I'm not there, he'll take his anger out on them instead of me. I don't want them to get hurt, it wasn't my idea to run away but I still feel guilty for leaving them." I admitted talking more to the boy whose arms I was in.

"Really? I wouldn't be feeling guilty if I were you" that wasn't Ash talking but the Pikachu himself. "I wouldn't feel guilty I would be basking in my freedom and thinking of a plan to save my friends, and from the sound of you it sounds like they're more family than friends."

I smiled slightly at the correct assumption.

"Yea they are, I love them as though they were my blood. They've always been there for me and I've been thinking of a plan since I ran away. I was hoping that Ash would help me." I looked up at him and saw the shock on his face.

"You have?" He asked his voice quiet, almost below a whisper. I nodded up at him.

"Yea I do, will you help my friends? I want them to be free from him. They've told me that all they know is abuse and that I have a chance at a good life, I want them to have one too. I don't want to be the only happy one. But I'll never be truly happy unless they're free too" I felt I sounded mature with what I had told them but I knew I was just saying the truth.

"That's sweet kid" Pikachu told me and I grinned up at him.

"Thanks"

"You can set her down here, we'll look after her, leave the room so I can treat her. Thank you" I shook my head at the other voice and turned to look up at the nurse who was stood by an empty bed.

"Alright, but can't we stay here, keep her company?" Ash asked and I wanted to nod my agreement but stopped myself in time, there'd be no point.

"No, I'm sorry but you can't I have to take care of her and having you all around would make it too crowded for me to work properly." She apologised before placing a hand under my chest and lifting me from his arms and cradling me in hers. I let out a small squeak as a bruise was pressed but didn't make any other sound of disagreement.

"Can't we just stay here for a few minutes, just till she settles in?" The tall teen tried and I felt a smile come to my face, I barely knew him but he was trying to get the nurse to let them stay.

"I'm sorry, you'll have to leave" I saw them give up at the finality in her tone, and they turned to leave. I strained my ears to hear them as they left me. I laughed a little at what I heard.

"I'm impressed Brock, you didn't flirt with her"

"I didn't think it'd be appropriate, besides she already shot me down twice before you got here"

"Come on then little pokemon, let's get you all sorted, then we'll find you your trainer" I panicked slightly at hearing that and started to object, not really hearing what I was saying, it wouldn't matter anyway. She can't understand me.

"No, no I won't go back to him, no, no! I hate him, I ran away I'm not going back to him!" She looked panicked and shocked and more than a little confused.

"Oh my, what is wrong with you? Don't you want to go back home? Come on it can't be that bad at home, did you and your trainer have a fight?" She was trying to figure out what was wrong with me without being able to understand a syllable that came from my mouth. "Come on, calm down, I'm sure he misses you greatly"

"No he doesn't he hates me and I hate him!" I shouted looking into her eyes. I could see she was scared, that made me halt, I can easily remember that look in her eyes. It was one that I was sure was in my eyes when he would yell at me. I loosened my joints and settled into her arms. I'd try to get Ash to make her see reason once I was better.

Till then I'd try not to lose my temper with her, she couldn't help not understanding the words I said. I would have to be more understanding.

"A-are you alright?" She asked her voiced shaking slightly in shock. I nodded up at her, trying to think how I should apologise. I leaned up to her face and gave her a soft nuzzle on the cheek.

"I'm sorry" I tried to apologise hoping that my tone of voice was enough to portray what I was saying. She stroked my forehead softly.

"Don't do that again little Vulpix, you almost gave me a heart attack. We can talk to Ash and Brock later ok, till then stay calm" she chastised placing me on the bed that was mine till I was better. I let out a small yawn as I laid on the soft mattress "go to sleep, you should be better by the time you wake up" I nodded up sleepily to the nurse closing my eyes and letting my tired body relax into the soft material beneath.

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