Hello, blazingalex here. How are you guys liking this so far? Too dark and gruesome? Too bad. Sorry about the format. We're typing this up in Google Docs.

And it's Ryan. Man, this story is great. I suck at intros, so just read the damn chapter already!

Chapter 3: Friend?

I awoke once more. I was supposed to be dead. Why wasn't I dead? Confused, I looked around at my surroundings. I building, and some forest behind it. Facing forward, it looked like I was being wheeled inside of a building.

"What's up?" A Luxray on my left asked.

"Suicidal teen," my assistant, on the right, responded. I looked down at my arm and saw some stitches.

"Why am I not dead?" I asked in a clear tone, but was blatantly ignored.

The Luxray came around and grabbed my wheelchair.

"Come on, I know where to put you." He wheeled me down a hall as a Gallade came over to help.

I heard shouting from another room: "I will now get a roommate."

"Come on," the Gallade told the Luxray. "We can put him with CJ. They might have something in common." The Luxray pushed me past what looked like a lounge room; a Lucario, a Servine, a Zoroark, and a Quilava all stood around in there.

The Gallade opened a door to a room and the Luxray pushed me in. I was then lifted out of my chair and placed onto a bed.

"CJ will be in shortly," the Luxray told me. They both left. A mischievous smile crept onto my face. I went right to work, scratching at the stitches and my wound, trying to cause blood to spill. I heard footsteps enter the room. I tried to scratch quicker before the figure caught me, but that didn't work.

"Hey, hey, hey!" I looked up and saw a Lucario running at me. He pulled away my arms to stop my self abuse. I looked into his eyes and started to cry.

"I don't belong in this world!" I sobbed. "Let go of me! Let me die! I don't belong!"

"It's okay, it's okay. You have a friend here."

"I don't have friends. No one wants me." I looked down at the scars on my wrists. He pulled my head back up so that I faced him.

"Then I'll be your friend." I was shocked. All my life, no one wanted to be around me. I was an outcast. A faint smile plastered my face.

"Y-you will?"

"Of course. Now, let's get you cleaned up." He grabbed me and led me into a bathroom

"Thank you," I whispered as he washed my wrists.

"No problem," he responded. "By the way, I'm CJ."

"I'm Ryan." CJ grabbed some paper towels and handed them to me, which I gladly accepted.

"Well, Ryan, things will get better from here on out. You're in safe hands now." I gave another faint smile as I dried myself off. "Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, worst Christmas ever."

"What're you talking about?"

"Sorry. I'm trying to be like my dad. I'm gonna write a book."

"Wait, your dad wrote a book? Which one?"

"Uh…I don't know what it's called. I think it was about that one college over in Humilau City that closed down many years ago."

"Your dad wrote 'The Pokemon University?!'"

"I…guess so."

"Holy shit! That is one of the most famous stories out there, right underneath 'A Christmas Carol!'" We left the bathroom and went back to our room.

CJ threw himself onto his cot and pulled out his recorder while I opened up a notebook. I pulled out a pencil and began doodling.

"You draw?" CJ asked.

"Yeah," I responded. "And by the looks of it, I've got some competition." I started looking around the room, eyeing each one of CJ's sketches. "Who's that?" I pointed to a picture of a Servine.

"That's Izzy. My love."

"She's hot."

"She's not hot; she's beautiful. She's what keeps me going."

"Where is she now?"

"With Adrian." CJ pointed to a drawing of a Zoroark. "And Mark." He pointed to the Quilava.

"Friends of yours?"

"I just met Mark today, but he was already in my story. I was so confused when I met him."

"You sure that was your first time meeting him? I mean, there is a small possibility that other events already happened, you were sent back in time, and now you're in here because you're now remembering those original events that took place. All of this is probably the effect of some paranormal activity." CJ looked at me in confusion. "What caused you to come here?"

"Izzy moved away a couple years ago," the Lucario answered. "Then I started seeing her everywhere, along with a few others."

"So some supernatural force made you live events, brought you back, then made a small change that impacted your life. If this theory is correct, then in the previous events, I should be dead because there would've been no one to stop me from scratching my wrists."

"Shut up. You cut yourself. You shouldn't be talking about these alternate events and the supernatural."

"That's not all I did," I said, his voice changing into a grave tone. "I tried hanging, I tried pills, hell, I even stepped out into the middle of a road once. Right in front of a pick-up!"

"Ryan…"

"Shut up, CJ! I have been depressed ever since my sister killed herself as a result of her being bullied! And now, because of that, I'M getting shit!"

"Luke!" A Luxray came running down the hall. "Get Comfort Girl over here, now!"

"You got it!" Luke nodded. He ran back out. CJ turned around and looked at me. I was starting to cry again.

"What am I?" I asked in anger. "Not good enough or something?"

"Ryan," CJ started. "Comfort Girl is a patient that lost her entire family due to a tragic event. She is going to hold you, love you, and maybe even call you hers. Okay?" Luke came back, a beautiful female Vaporeon behind him.

"Who needs comfort?" She asked, panicking. She noticed me and quickly ran up and hugged me tightly. "It's okay. Shh, don't cry. I'm here for you." I sat her down onto my cot, holding onto her. CJ stepped out of the room into the hall and closed the door.

As we lied down, I pushed my head into her breasts as she stroked my hair in comfort.

"You're actually kinda cute," she said.

"You think so?" I asked. She gave me a small kiss on my head.

"I think I'll claim you as my own."

Happiness.

All I did on that was copy and paste from Crazy Talks. Remember to review and PM us if you want us to add anything to the story.

I also suck at outros. Uh… um… bye!