P is for Pokemon

by PooglesBiggestFan

A set of short stories, each told from the perspective of a different Pokemon with a different life style. I write one every month, so I'll try to update this often. However, as they're only half a page to a page written, don't expect anything great.

12. Houndoom here

H is for Houndoom.

H is for here.

12-30-07

I've been with my trainer for years, but in all my life, I've never had to face anything this difficult, nothing even close. My trainer's first Pokémon, a Gardevoir she's had forever, had been feeling sick recently. She's old, and her body was slowing down. Last night, I fell asleep at the foot of Gardevoir's bed, my trainer had laid her head down at Gardevoir's side. When we woke up this morning, Gardevoir had stopped breathing.

I wish there was something more I could do to help her get through this, but there's nothing I can think of, not even for me. I just feel empty without her. She's my best friend, like my trainer, I don't want to imagine my future without her.

I hate this, there's nothing I can do for her! The only thing I have to offer is a warm patch of fur to hide in for a while. I just can't stop crying, and that only causes her to cry all the more.

After a week, my trainer still hasn't returned to her old self. I can only hope that one day she will. She says she's been feeling sick, and she's hardly eaten anything since, since that. I'm starting to worry that she could starve. If I let anything happen to her, I know I'd be letting Gardevoir down. I know I couldn't live with myself if that happened.

Why do I feel so worthless? My trainer, I'm till here, even if she's gone, you have to stay strong for the others! You're not all alone, I'll help you in any way I can, just rely on me.