Chapter 10
May ran as fast as she possibly could. "This isn't happening, it can't be!" May told herself over and over again. The last time anybody had heard or seen Drew…was when he had walked out of the pokemon center, that morning.
"I thought he was just ignoring me…" May whispered to no one in particular.
She remembered what had happened at the contest…
"It looks as if everybody's ready, so let's start this pokemon contest!" Vivian shouted cheerfully.
Backstage, May looked in every direction, but she couldn't find Drew anywhere. 'Where could he have gone?' she thought
May watched the contest on the T.V. screen as usual…then it was Drew's turn.
"Now let's give it up for the young man from La Rousse City, Drew!" Vivian cried. Just then, somebody tapped her shoulder. May turned her head.
"Hey May? Have you seen Drew?" her brother asked.
"Max, you're supposed to be in the audience…and no I haven't seen…" May was cut off.
"Um…Drew?" Vivian asked. The crowd was dead silent. Suddenly, a staff member rushed up to Vivian and whispered something in her ear.
"Oh, ok…" Vivian said, but she didn't seem too convinced to whatever it was the man had told her.
"Well…sorry folks, it appears Drew has withdrawn…" Vivian said.
May hadn't waited even for her turn, then. She just got up, and ran. She ran right out of the contest hall. Drew would only withdraw from a contest if his pokemon were hurt…and seeing as how Nurse Joy, one of the judges, didn't know what was going on, that definitely wasn't the case.
And that's how she wound up here, looking franticly around Rockwood Town.
"There's only one place left to check." She told herself as she approached the practice field. "If Drew's not here, I…" May froze. As she stood at the hill that led to the practice fields…she found him. But Drew was lying on the ground, motionless.
"Drew!" May shrieked, but her feet couldn't move…she was still in shock. After a long while…May ran. She ran faster than she had ever run before, even when she had been running over to the field in the first place didn't match up to the speed she was running now.
When she got to him, she got down to her hands and knees. She looked him over, no wonder he was unconscious. His right sleeve was ripped off, showing burns all up his arm, and he had three long cuts down his cheek and onto his neck.
"Oh, Drew…" May whispered. He wasn't breathing properly…and that was even worse.
"Drew! Drew, you've got to get up! Drew!" May cried. No response. "Drew!" May cried again. Slowly, Drew opened his eyes. He looked at her, but said nothing.
"Drew?" May asked.
"May…" Drew said softly. May sighed with relief; at least he could talk…
"What happened?" May asked, but she wished she hadn't. Saying this, Drew felt the pain. He whimpered and shut his eyes again.
"Drew!" May cried. She turned him on his back, and saw that both his shirts were ripped on his left side, as though whatever had attacked him had missed.
"Drew?" May asked again. She could now see that his eyes were still open…but he didn't respond to his name.
"We have to get you help…" May said.
"Sorry hun, but he won't be getting help too soon," Said a familiar voice. May looked up into the eyes of a growling Houndoom, and then her gaze landed on…
"Harley?" May asked. She then looked at Drew, then the Houndoom, and then to Harley.
"No…not even you would stoop that low!" she cried.
"He…would…" May looked back down at Drew, who had answered; hate shown in his eyes as he looked at May's other rival.
"Ohhh, poor Drew…he sounds worse Tentacool, too bad he won't be going anywhere; along with you!" Harley said.
"Stop calling me Tentacool!" May yelled.
"Well, then maybe you should follow me…Tentacruel." Harley said as Houndoom nudged her back. May put Drew around her shoulders, and had no choice…but to follow.
