Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, I do not have any rights to Pokémon and I do not make any money from writing these fics.

A/N: Written for Remi's Mega Prompt Challenge using the Writing Prompt 10.

I Just Want My Friend Back

I stare into his black emotionless eyes,

He gazes at me without a single regreat or thought,

My heart pounds in my chest like a big brass drum as I try to make my choice,

It is obvious to me that he no longer remembers little old me,

The little Pokémon who pulled the thorn from his paw,

Looking up at him with big wide eyes I find myself shaking in fear,

I take in his large orange body and his bright orange and black fur,

Zigzags of black crossed his fur breaking u the orange,

I gaze at the creamy coloured main and tail that I spent so many days in,

So many days riding and playing in,

Those sharp teeth are reviled to me,

As he pull back his lip and snarls at me like an angry creature,

My heart flips and flops and my mind washes away our friendship,

I find myself wondering if the human invetion of Pokeballs brain washes Pokémon,

I listen as his low threatening growl warns me off,

Tells me how weak and worthless I am,

His mind has erased the time we where friends,

His mind has taken away the hours we spent playing together,

The time we spent eating and playing together,

His mind has taken away the nights he stood guard over me while a fever took hold of me,

He has forgotten the promise to be friends for ever, no matter what happens,

Pain washes through my body and it is not the physical type,

Emotions run high as I tried to listen,,

My trainer calls out orders to me,

They order me to return back,

They fear I am to weak, I am too small,

They fear I cannot battle my dear friend,

I hate to admit it,

But my trainer is correct,

No longer are we wild Pokémon,

No longer can we be friend,

I am not strong enough to raise a paw or flash of thunder to my friend,

With shaky feet I try to make up my mind,

Do I listen to my trainer or do I face my friend?

Do I prove to myself and my friend how weak I am or how strong I am?

Do I find that hidden streangth that is burried deep within me that helped to make us friends in the first place,

I wonder, I wonder,

I wonder if my friend is still in that cold Pokémon,

My dear friend was so warm and friendly,

Like an excited puppy dog ready to play,

To play and explore and learn everything this new big world had to offer,

As our trainers taunt each other over our heads and we stand stone still I find a spark hidden deep within me,

I remember that conversation hat neither of us wanted to have,

That conversation we had even through we did not want to have it,

That conversation that we had about being captured by trainers and facing each other on the battle field,

I suddenly find my little yellow and black body standing taller and straighter,

I remember what you said,

I remember what you said and what you told me to do,

I remember where you told me to hit you,

I remember how you told me to do it,

I hate to do it, I wish I did not have to do it,

I wish I did not have to bring such pain to you my dear friend,

But it is obvious that you have lost your mind,,

Through even now I will still count you as one of my dear closest friends who I will never turn my back on,

I scrunch up my eyes and try to picture you,

I try to picture you with that kind smile on your face that tells me everything is alright,

That same smile that lets me know that I am doing the right thing,

I hope I am, I do not wish to cause you anymore pain then this my dear friend,

As the startled gasps of surprise from our trainers fall from their lips and your startled growl falls from your lips,

I find myself gathering strength and power I did not even know I had,

As my trainer and your trainer share a short biting conversation about how old powerful I am,

I do not care about their praise through that my trainer shouts out to me,

I do not care about the words that your trainer shouts out to try and put me off either,

I do not care about those around us,

I do not care about the humans shock that just an important battle had come down to this,

A matchup between the two of us,

My mind goes blank as sparks fly from my checks,

I do my best to hide the emotional pain in my body as I prepare to attack you,

Why does it have to be like this?

Why do we have to fight?

I thought we were friends forever,

Made that way thanks to a thorn in your paw,

Why are you acting like this? What has changed?

I taking a deep breath as I hear my trainer shout out,

They comaned me to relise my electricty,

They praise me for coming through for them,

For them, for them, for them,

They think it is for them when it is not for them,

It is for you, it is only for you,

We might of come so far with our own humans helping us to reach our full potentional,

But this is for you my friend,

This is for our friendship and for our past together,

I do not care about being in the hall of fame,

I do not care about being a champion,

I do not care about any of that silly fame or fourtune,

As finally reliease my attack and charge forwards towards you,

All I care about is finding my dear friend who has been lost to me,

To find my dear friend who has been so curly taken away from me by force,

I hope when all of this is over I get my friend back,

I just want my dear friend back,

I want those summery nights where we gaze up at the starry night sky back,

I want your laughter and kindness back as we watch the rain and snow fall,

I do not want fame,

I do not want power,

I do not want money,

I do not want any of that which comes with the end of this battle,

All this little Pichu wants is his best friend, Growlith, back.

End Of Prompt.