Broken

Jet immediately shrank the pokeball to avoid causing Pikachu anymore damage. His heart began to race as he saw Pikachu's blood sprayed on the street. He turned to Misty, his face white, "We got to get my Pikachu to the Center! Let's go!"

Misty, however, asked, "What about them?" she pointed at the two thugs, lying motionless on the ground. Jet bent over and checked the pulse on one of them; nothing. He checked the other. His heart raced harder as he realized neither of them had a pulse. Jet turned to Misty and shook his head. She covered her mouth tearfully. Looked over and saw one of them dropped a sports bag before getting shocked. Jet picked it up. It was heavy, really heavy. Dreading what might be in there he opened it. Misty asked shrilly, "What are you doing?"

There were three shotguns in the bag as well as two paper bags. Jet opened them and saw one had a large roll of hundred dollar bills. He handed it to Misty, "Look what's in the bag."

Misty looked inside the bag and said, "Oh my god! Shotguns? Money? Are they in the mob?"

Jet opened the second paper bag. There was a CD case. Jet opened the case and found a bunch of TM's. He said out loud, "Misty, we have to get out of here. If anyone finds us here we're in big trouble."

Misty bit her lip, "What about the money?"

Jet put the TM case back in the paper bag and said, "Take the money with you, let's just get out of here! I need to get to the Pokémon Center!"

And so they ran; with both the money and the TM's. Once back on the street, they decided to walk to the car to avoid suspicion. Once they got to the car, Misty took off immediately. It was another five minutes before either of them spoke, "They attacked us, right?" Misty asked desperately, "It was just self-defense!"

"Exactly," Jet said, "And because they could have connections with the mob, we can't call the cops, cause-"

"Then they'd know we were involved!" Misty finished his sentence, "And taking the money-"

"If we didn't take it, then it would just sit in an evidence room, right?" Jet asked, "I'm not worried about them right now, I just need to make sure my Pikachu is alright."

"Oh fuck!" squealed Misty, "If the cops test the blood from the crime scene then they'll know to look out for a Pikachu with a bullet wound in the Pokémon Center!"

Jet bit his lip, and then he got out his phone, "Let me make a call, real quick."

XXX

Gary pulled up to a brick building with no windows. He parked the car and said, "This is the place, I read about it online. It's kind of like the Battle Club in Cerulean Cape except they only do one on one cage matches here."

Brian grinned, "Shame your sister stayed at the Center, I'd like to see her Ivysaur in action at a cage match!"

Gary opened his door and said, "Let's make some money."

The boys headed to the entrance of the building. There was a large, two hundred pound bald guy at the door who asked, "Can I see your ID's please?" Both boys flashed their licenses and the man opened the door, "It's ten to get in, fifty to enter a Pokémon into the cage. Welcome to Faust, gentlemen."

Once inside, both Brian and Gary registered to battle in upcoming matches. The guy at the front desk said, "Ok. When the announcer calls your name, you get in there with your Pokémon and fight. No killing, and no attacks that endanger the audience, got it?"

Both Brian and Gary nodded and the guy said, "Ok then. Go head through the doors and wait for your name to be called. Good luck on your matches!"

The boys headed through a set of double doors and found themselves in a huge room. There were about twenty five trainers standing around the ring, cheering on who they wanted to win. The ring itself was about the size of a regular boxing ring, but with a cage around it to prevent the Pokémon inside from escaping. In the cage were the editor, the two trainers, and a Geodude fighting a Raticate.

There was a DJ both right next to the door and speakers in every corner. While the Pokémon were fighting, Papa Roaches' Last Resort was playing over speakers. Brian yelled over the music, "This place is Awesome!" Gary grinned and bumped his head to the music, "I'm ready to murder shit!"

XXX

Misty pulled up in front of Bill's lighthouse, "You're lucky he's still in Cerulean!"

"He's not leaving until the twenty first," Jet said breathlessly, "Let's go!" Jet went up to the door and knocked. Almost immediately, Bill came to the door and said, "The doctor is in the parlor, follow me."

Jet and Misty immediately followed Bill's lead through the halls of the light house. Jet asked, "Is this guy licensed?"

Bill said, "Yeah mate, he's a registered surgeon. He mostly works on humans, but he does Pokémon sometimes too. Anyway, a bullet wound is a bullet wound. This guy will get it out for you."

Jet hoped Bill was right, "Thank you Bill, you didn't have to do this."

"Think nothing of it, what are friends for? I caught a Magikarp today, by the way! I was trying to get him to swim like you told me to, but the damn thing is thick as steel. It showed no progress whatsoever, so I'm gonna have it train with some of my water Pokémon."

"That's great, Bill," said Jet, even though he felt nothing but fearful inside, "Really great."

They walked into the parlor, which was lavishly decorated. There was a small metal table set up in the corner with the doctor standing next to it, already prepped for surgery. His 'assistants,' were an Aipom and a Hypno, "Put the little guy on the table," said the doctor, "let's see if we can pull out that slug."

XXX

Back in Vermillion, Brian and Gary cheered as a Machop took on a Beedrill. The Machop was quick and hit hard, but the Beedrill could better maneuver from the air. This match was going to be close.

"Ouch, it looks like that poison is finally getting to Machop!" Brian exclaimed. Machop's trainer seemed to be thinking along the same lines, because he withdrew his Pokémon, forfeiting the match. The DJ got on the mic and said, "Alright, alright, alright! Beedrill wins this round, and the next fight is about to start! Let me get Gary Oak, and Brian Chang into the cage please! Oak and Chang into the cage!"

Brian looked at Gary and grinned, "Looks like me and you finally get to battle!" Gary laughed, "I don't know why you're laughing, I'm about to take you down!"

Both boys were led into the cage by the editor. He told them, "You know the rules; no killing, and no hurting the spectators! I want a nice clean battle, got it?"

Both boys nodded, their excitement mounting. The editor said, "Both trainers send out their Pokémon!"

Brian went first, "Go, Heracross!"

His blue beetle went into battle with a large applause; Heracross weren't easy to find. Gary went next, "Go, Sudowoodo!" His Pokémon definitely had the advantage over Heracross. The editor said, "Both trainers ready? Then, Begin!"

"Sudowoodo, use Smack Down!"

"Heracross, use Brick Break!"

Heracross hit first. He jumped in the air and came down with a hard elbow. The fighting type attack was super effective against Sudowoodo's rock type. Unfortunately for Heracross, Sudowoodo was able to roll with the blow and counter with Smack Down. Both Pokémon were hit with type effective attacks, and both Pokémon were dazed when they stood back up.

XXX

At the lighthouse, Misty and Bill discussed what happened at the park while Jet sat silently in his seat. He was not allowed in the parlor during the operation, so they all waited in the sitting room. In the corner of her eye, Misty saw the park they were attacked in on the tv and said, "Turn it up!"

"Officials aren't sure of the cause of death for the two victims, but they were identified as members of Team Rocket; A cell in the international Pokémon trafficking syndicate, known only as the Organization, responsible for over ninety percent of Pokémon related crime worldwide."

A cop was shown on screen and said, "Team Rocket is a dangerous group. They are the primary operating cell from the Organization in the Kanto and Johto regions."

The camera flashed back to the news castor, "What provoked the attack on these to gang members is unclear. Investigators are speculating that the deaths may have been related to a Pokémon battle, as an unconscious Drowzee was found at the scene."

"I thought they were with the organization!" exclaimed Misty, "that explains the TM's they had!"

"It's a good thing you guys got out of there while you could," said Bill, "you do not want to get caught in Team Rocket's cross hairs."

Jet didn't say anything. He already had his suspicions where they were from, but that didn't matter. The only thing that did matter, was that Spark would be ok, Please let him be ok! This is all my fault! I didn't recall him in time!

XXX

Heracross was climbing the ceiling of the cage in an effort to avoid anymore of Sudowoodo's attacks. Both Pokémon had been hit with several Brick Breaks/Smack Downs. One more hit from either party may well result in a knockout.

Brian yelled, "Ok, Heracross, drop down and use Brick Break!"

"Sudowoodo, Endure and use Smack Down!"

Sudowoodo braced himself. Heracross dropped from the ceiling and put all of his weight into this last attack. Sudowoodo's endure allowed him to keep himself conscious after taking the hit, just long enough to deliver a devastating Smack Down.

"Heracross is unable to battle; Sudowoodo is the winner!"

The crowd cheered and both trainers recalled their Pokémon. Because Gary was the winner, he would gain the hundred bucks that was given to the victor. Brian sighed, "Ah well. Can't win them all."

XXX

The doctor walked into the sitting room. Jet felt his insides go numb, until the doctor said, "He'll live, but you have to get him to a Pokémon Center right away."

Jet stood up and asked, "Can I see him?"

Jet, Misty, Bill, and the doctor all went to the Parlor where Pikachu was currently laying, asleep. He had bandages all over. The doctor said, "You are very lucky. The bullet grazed his liver, but I have a special potion that was designed specifically for internal injuries. He won't be able to fight again for a while; perhaps never again."

Jet felt his heart break. This was nothing like when Natalie slept with Brock; this was real heart break. He couldn't breathe, speak, or think, he could only feel pain for his fallen Pokémon. Jet walked over to Pikachu and felt a tear run down his face. "I'm going to stay by your side, until you get better! And then, when you walk again, I'll send you to my family! They'll look after you, until you can make a full recovery, buddy!"

He bent down and kissed Pikachu on the fore head only to receive an electric shock. He let out a little laugh, and felt the pain ease. The doctor turned to Bill and asked, "So when you get the new litter of Eevee…"

"I will send one straight to you, mate!"

The doctor smiled, "My little Stacy would love that! Little ungrateful diva though she is."

Jet turned to the doctor and said, "Thank you, for everything. You too, Bill. I owe you one."

Bill shook his head and said, "Just come to the party, mate. There are a lot of people I want you to meet."

Misty walked over to Jet and put her hand in his and asked, "You almost ready to go, sweetie? I need some rest after tonight."

Jet turned to Misty and kissed her on the cheek, "Yeah, just hold on a sec."

He took out Pikachu's Pokeball and recalled him. You may be broken, but I'll do everything in my power to make sure you get fixed.

Author's Notes:

A little short, but at least it was a fast update. Let me know what you think, and stay tuned for more!