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Little Angel: Chapter 6
Family She Never Had
Taking a deep breath, Maya retold the whole story to the red-headed nurse. She started with when she'd first arrived in Viridian, till the time she'd brought the injured Pokemon into the Center. The whole time, the nurse listened with the same serious look on her face that Maya wore. After finishing her story, Maya took another breath, and waited for the nurse's reaction.
"I've had Team Rocket cause trouble here before." Joy said. "They destroyed most of the Pokemon Center, and we had to get major repairs. If you took one of their Pokemon you could be in for some trouble. If you take the Pokemon, I suggest you don't make yourself known."
"Kind of to late for that…" Maya informed the red head, her emerald eyes filled with hate. "I already threatened to kill any grunts I saw hurting Pokemon."
"I see you hold a pretty good grudge." Joy said with a chuckle.
"Can I go see the Pokemon?" Maya asked suddenly.
The question had been hanging over head since the nurse had come out of the emergency room.
"Of course!" Nurse Joy replied. "Just follow me."
Maya nodded, and began following the young nurse. Inside the emergency room, there was a shelf lined with Poke-balls, some large machines, and some hospital beds. Laying on one of them was the little Pokemon that Maya had rescued. Its body was now wrapped in bandages, some on its arms and legs, but most were wrapped around its chest and back, where the whip had hit the most.
"From the information the machines have told me, she's a psychic type." Joy informed Maya. "Also, she's about 3 years old, meaning you'll be looking after a toddler, so be very careful with her. The whipping may also cause some permanent scars on her back."
Maya nodded. The little Pokemon seemed to have a lot in common with Maya. She didn't know why, but she reached out and held the little Pokemon's three-fingered hand the way a mother would hold her child's hand. For the first time in a long time, she felt that she actually cared for someone. Only one other person had made her feel this way, and that had been her childhood friend Jet…
FLASHBACK
6 year old Jet and Maya ran from the police sirens that chased them down the street. They'd once again gotten themselves into trouble, this time by trying to steal some toys from a store. Jet was a young energetic boy, with a messy mop of green hair, tan skin, and blue eyes. He wore a red shirt that said "It's my world, you're just in it" and a pair of dirty black shorts. Like Maya he came from a home where drugs caused problems. His mother was a cocaine addict, so he hardly ever went home, even when it was late. He'd usually just crash in a park or public place till morning. Since both children had no other friends, and their families treated them badly, Jet and Maya were like siblings. Whenever one needed a shoulder to cry on, the other was right there ready to give whatever comfort was needed. At the moment though, neither of them needed comfort. They needed to get away from the wailing police sirens that were chasing them down the road. Being the street-smart kids they were though, they knew all the good hiding places. The two of them quickly climbed a tree and jumped a fence that led to the park. Then, finding the old pit that the two of them had dug out and hidden under a large rock for such emergencies, the two jumped inside and waited for the police cars to speed by. While they were waiting, they began to talk.
"I'm running away!" Jet informed his friend. "Tomorrow night, I'm gonna pack all my stuff 'n leave. You should come with, Maya. Your dad is just as bad as my mom."
"I don't think so Jet. I'm gonna run away to someday, but I'm not old enough to become a trainer or nothing, so everybody'll know that I'm a runaway." she told him.
"I understand." Jet said, nodding him head. "But if you can't find me tomorrow, you'll know where I've gone."
"Alright, but we'll stay friends, right?"
"Course we will! I could never forget you!"
The two embraced each other like they'd done so many times before. They couldn't get love from their families, so they got it from each other. Jet wasbrother Maya never had, and Maya was the sister Jet never had.When they broke apart they continued chatting until they heard the sound of police sirens pass by. Then they crawled out of the hole, and went their separate ways. That was the last time Maya ever saw Jet. The next morning, the little boy was gone, just like he said he would be…
END OF FLASHBACK
Maya sighed as she finished remembering her friend. He'd been there for her when nobody else had been.
"Where are you now Jet?" she wondered. "Are you even still alive, or did something happen to you?"
Suddenly she heard a little moan come from the mysterious Pokemon. Slowly, it opened its eyes…
To be continued…