Heh heh…looks like I forgot to mention that the last chapter was from Nate's POV. Well, it was pretty obvious by the title, but still. I should have mentioned it….sorry. Well, we're back to Cayla now, and they've reached Goldenrod. Enjoy!
The storm doesn't reach as far as Goldenrod. Thank heavens! I stand here at the edge of the woods, waiting for the others to catch up. Until then, I'll watch the city. So much light for such a late hour!
"Jeez…you're re--really fast," Victoria pants. Amy doesn't say anything, just tries to breathe. Ritchie isn't even breaking a sweat.
"Ritchie, will you carry Amy?" I ask. "She's hurt, and she's having some trouble breathing after that run." The Raikou morph nods, then lies down. Amy collapses onto his back, making herself comfortable as he stands again. I'm starting to worry about her, too.
I turn back to the city. Taking a deep breath, I start to trot down toward Goldenrod. I'm scared now. Amphy is probably right. We shouldn't be seen by humans. But we don't really have much of a choice now.
Every instinct tells me to take Matt and Amy to the Pokémon Center. They can take care of humans if need be, and they were designed to care for Pokémon, so why not something in between?
As the lighted sigh "Pokémon Center" comes into view, I begin to canter. I hear a slight cough as I run, prompting me to slow down. By the time I reach the doors, I'm walking.
Gently, I push the glass doors inward. The waiting room is empty, thankfully…
"AAHHH!!"
We're doomed.
"GET OUT, YOU MONSTER!!" I look at the front desk, straight into the blue eyes of a terrified Joy. "OUT!!!" she screams.
"What's going on?" a voice calls. A young woman walks into the room. She has pale green eyes and reddish brown hair. A Blissey and a Chansey follow behind her, but the lab coat she wears gives her the appearance of a researcher.
She looks straight at me, and I see her eyes widen. My own eyes lock onto the ground.
"I'll leave now," I whisper. I turn to go…
"No, don't go."
I turn back to look at her. She seems sincere.
"Are you hurt?" she asks, stepping forward.
"It's my friend, Matt," I say, turning so that she can see.
"I see. Chansey, Blissey," she says. The two disappear around the corner, returning a few seconds later with a stretcher. They gently lift the Mew morph off my back, then vanish around the corner again. The young lady starts to follow.
"Wait!" I call. She turns back. "Another of my friends is hurt, as well," I explain. I motion for Ritchie and Victoria to come in. The Raikou morph enters first, and Amy begins to slip. The lady moves forward and stabilizes the Raichu girl.
"Is that all the surprises?" she asks, watches as Victoria saunters in.
"Can you take care of Arcane?" I ask. She looks down at the Growlithe, then nods. With Amy leaning on her and Arcane following, she begins to follow the Chansey and Blissey. Then she stops and turns back.
"Why don't you all come?" she asks. "That way you can all get treated."
I look at Ritchie. He nods. Then I turn to Victoria. She nods as well. With that we follow the nurse into a hallway. She pushes a door open and we see the two egg Pokémon already treating Matt.
The nurse leads Amy over to one of the cots in the room. The girl lays down gratefully.
"Grow-lithe," I look down and see Arcane staring at me. "I pick him up, feeling him cuddle close to me.
"All right, I'd like to know who you all are," she says.
"I'm Cayla," I explain, "and this is Arcane."
"Grow!" he barks.
"I'm Ritchie," the Raikou morph nods. "That's Amy," he says, gesturing to the Raichu morph."
"I am Victoria," the Vaporeon girl says, then waves to the Mew boy. "That's Matt."
"Well, it's very nice to meet you all," the lady smiles. "And I'm May. May Oak."
My eyes must be bugging out of my head. MAY OAK!? Professor Oak's granddaughter!? She laughs at something, probably our expressions, then begins to examine Amy.
"You three should probably get some rest," she tells us, checking the Raichu girl's heart rate.
Now that she mentions it, I am tired. I lay down on the floor, settling down on my stomach for a short nap. Arcane nestles between my front paws. It's late…time for rest…