"What is wrong with you?!". It backs away further, bumping into a corner, he kneels to pick it up. It bites him on his left hand, causing severe pain to run up his arm and into the left portion of his rib cage, blood starts to trickle from out of the wound, Umbreon still keeps its teeth held on to his hand.
"U-Umbreon...!" he says painfully, "W-What are you.... doing...?!". It withdraws its mouth from off of his hand, and growls once again, harsher this time. He holds his left hand with his right, his eyes start to water. Umbreon has never done this before, not in all the years that he had been with it has it ever done such an act apon him. He pushes the nurse help button to call Joy in. Umbreon approaches him with a menacing expression on its face, he backs away from it, still wondering why it is acting this way. It rears back and pounces onto his chest, biting his neck, shoulders, arms, and face. He tries to throw it off, but to no avail, its now retracted claws are driven into his chest, refusing to let go, his blood oozing from out of each wound where it bit him.
Finally, Joy enters the room. "MIKE!!!" she screams and arms a tranquilizing dart gun, aiming it at the Umbreon, and fires! The dart hurls through the air and meets its target, the neck of the attacking pokémon. Its sedatives inject themselves into the targets bloodstream, instantly taking effect. It causes Umbreon to become sleepy, sedated, and off balance. It stops mauling him and topples loosely to the ground. Mike gets off of the ground and stands up, facing Joy. "Thank you...." he says in pain. "No problem Mike." Joy replies.
"...."
"Are you okay, Mike?"
"Does it look like it?"
"No."
"Then I'm not okay, I was just attacked by my best friend.... Sabrina ran away from me.... my life is falling apart...."
"Why did Umbreon start attacking you?"
"Do you really think I know that?"
"No... I was just asking...."
"Then don't even say anything." he says with some hostility in his voice, "First the glowing object with the pink pokémon with sapphire eyes and now this?"
"Pink pokémon?"
"It spoke to me... I didn't believe anything it said to me, I just didn't want to believe it...."
"Believe what? What did it say?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"I'm just curious."
"Then don't be worried about me! I can take care of myself..." he looks down at Umbreon, then back to Joy, "Is Umbreon.... going to be alright?"
"I just injected it with a tranquilizer dart, it should be fine."
"....... Man...... this day sucks...."
Joy looks at his gaping wounds, now widened from the last attack, "Those bites look severe, I will have to treat you for various diseases caused by pokémon bites to humans."
"Diseases? But Umbreon..."
"Umbreon might have some diseases that may be damaging to your body if not treated properly. I have to treat you."
He sighs hopelessly, "...... And if it is diseased?"
"I'm afraid that I will have to... put it to sleep."
"NO! You can't! Umbreon was my first pokémon I ever had, we've been through alot together! I...."
"You must understand, diseased pokémon that inflict harm to humans must be put down. Its for their own good."
"But....."
"Nothing you say can reverse time, I am... sorry."
"Damn...."
"The more time we spend talking about this, the less time I have to help you." She picks up Umbreon's limp body, and walks towards the door. She turns towards him, "Please wait here, you will be tended to shortly." She walks out, he sits on the bed, waiting for help to come. Help comes in the form of a Chansey and Blissey, he looks at their large pink plump bodies enter in the corner of his eye. The Chansey takes out a syringe with a red liquid in its container from its egg pouch and hobbles towards him, he backs away on the bed, away from the hauntingly cheerful pink pokémon. He bumps his back on the wall, the Chansey reaches over to his chest and drives the needle into it, causing him to cry out in pain, it injects the liquid into him and takes the needle out.
The liquid flows through his veins, causing a burning sensation throughout his body. His wounds close up slowly. He slowly gets up off the bed and pats the Chansey and Blissey on the heads, "Thank you, Chansey." he says. "Chaaaaaansey!" it exclaims in happiness. Joy enters the room with a downhearted expression on her face, Mike approaches her, "So, what's the story on Umbreon?" he asks. "I am... sorry Mike...." she says in a depressed tone in her voice, ".... Umbreon was diseased... so we had to...."
"No, don't even say it, Joy!"
"..... I am.... sorry... Mike, we had to, we had no other choice..."
"..... No..... Umbreon!!!!!"