My Siberian Mom

Author's Note: Hey, I'm back, half-way through my first saga! Big thanks to lupyne who first reviewed The Boring Ham-Ham School! Now my own mom has allowed me to use the computer on Fridays so updates will be brought forward by one day and I hope you're happy about that, though I may be very busy on Friday due to CCA and homework. Nevertheless, I am very happy to be able to update once more, so now… in Stan's POV, My Siberian Mom!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything here except for Pure Powers, Purifiers, my made-up characters, Stan's past, Amma's home and Pokémon nicknames. Idea from Pokémon Gamecube games.

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Chapter 1 – Double Pain

Stan's POV

Oh, no. My mom?! Here, right now? I can't believe it! How did she know about my whereabouts? I didn't tell Sandy or anyone close to her! What should I do? I can't go up there and say, "Hey, Mom! Nice to see you here! Now GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" or something like that. I mean, that's way too rude, even if she did kill Dad. I'd rather say, "MOMMY!!!" and run to hug her but that would give me nightmares for ages. Oh, no… I hadn't expected Amma to allow Mom in the house! I told Amma thousands of times NOT to let Mom in, no matter what! Now what should I do? Hide under a desk and avoid her like the plague?

"Uh… Stan? I suggest that you hide under a desk and avoid your mom like the plague," I heard Amma suggest. Isn't that what I thought just now? Hey, for once, Amma actually agrees with me! I think I'm living in both a dream and a nightmare! To show that I'm not staring into space, which I'm not, I gave Amma a quick nod and found a nice desk to hide under. I waited there patiently with backache, of course. And since it is so dusty there, I couldn't stop sneezing so I managed to stop breathing in the dust for a moment or two before going back to breathing normally, then going back to not breathing. The dust really gets on my nerves. Aw… WHEN IS MOM GOING TO GET DOWN?!

… Oh, I think the door just opened.

"Is Stan back yet, Amma?" That is Mom. Her voice still seems the same though but she sounds rather sad. I think it's because of me.

"No, Siberia. You know how long graduations are, not to mention the principal's normal speech there. I think Stan dozed off while listening to that normal principal's normal speech and just forgot all about the time. I don't think you or me should worry about that." Wow, Amma's getting really good at lying. I think she was influenced by me.

"Well, if that's the case, I should get going now." Yes! She is going to leave! And she hasn't even felt my presence, even though she's a mother. You know how mothers are, with that mother's intuition or the girl's sixth sense or whatever stuff they usually talk about in dire straits. I know about all that from watching tons of serial dramas. So, anyway, I hope she leaves without detecting me! "Oh, and Amma…" Ugh, what now? Hurry up before my backache gets any worse. "Please, don't tell Stan I came here." Too late for that, Mom, Amma has already told me.

"No problem, Siberia."

"But… Please tell him that I miss him. And tell him that his father's death…" I perked my ears when she mentioned that. I could feel my Pure blood boiling hot and the Pure energy flowing through my body. No one and I mean NO ONE ever talks to me about that matter. If someone does, he/she will become deep-fried hot stuff due to my wrath. No, seriously, that happened to a reporter who was pestering me all day when I was two, which was when I started using my secret identity as Stan Purity. That 'poor' reporter somehow found out that Dad had died and talked to me about it. The next thing I knew, he was gone. So, anyway, I heard silence all around me. Mom had stopped talking mid-way. After a while, she continued, "Tell him that it was not my fault. My conscience is crystal clear. And tell him… that I love him."

WHAT?! NOT her fault? She killed Dad with her own two paws! And I know that she loves me, I mean, what kind of parent wouldn't love his/her own child? We're a part of each other! Oh, wait… I think I get it now. Mom's trying to tell me that she wasn't the one at fault and that someone else was behind Dad's death. But, who did that? And since Mom's a part of me and I'm a part of Mom… I guess I can feel her pain… and that she can feel my pain…

… No wonder… that day…

Flashback

3 years ago…

I was walking through Ilex Forest, my old home. I had missed the peaceful surroundings and the chirping of the Pidgeys and Taillows. As I looked up at the trees, I couldn't help but smile. Ilex Forest may have been where a tragedy happened but it is still a home, my home. It was where I was born and I felt like as if I were a part of that lovely place. Just then, that reporter came up to me to interview me AGAIN.

"Stan Purity! I finally caught up with you! I have a secret informant who told me some juicy news!"

"Oh, really? How juicy was it?" I asked sarcastically.

"Is it true that your father had died when you were still a baby?"

"…" I didn't say anything. I couldn't. And, yet, I felt a strong feeling overwhelming me. I was in my other form, of course and I gain access to more powers, which indirectly means that I hold more Pure energy than anyone could imagine, especially when I get too emotional. Something can blow up at any second! But at that moment, I couldn't do anything to keep my powers under control, nor could I calm down. I didn't answer that reporter. Without me even thinking about it, I let out a silvery white aura which totally engulfed me. Yes, I was greatly upset but I wasn't that upset when Dad died. The feeling was not this painful. This feeling was twice the pain than that of when Dad died! The feeling was too much! I couldn't hang onto my sanity! So, I accidentally let loose a Pure Power that I have never used before…!

The next thing I knew, the reporter was gone. And before I knew it, I had fainted due to shock and fear.

Flashback ends

Present

It has finally come to me now… When Dad died, I didn't have much control over my powers, so I couldn't feel Mom's pain at that time. But as I grew older year by year, I gain better control over them but at a price, actually two prices. One was my sanity and the other was Dad…

"Yes, Siberia." Amma's voice startled me out of my daze and my chain of thoughts. "I will." Then, I heard the door close and when Amma told me to get out of my hiding spot, I didn't. As much as my back ached like crazy, I didn't want to come out. It was like as if I had wanted to be left alone forever, ostracized by every living being. I didn't want to get out for fear that I might hurt someone. My powers are far too great for me. I can't afford to let anyone get hurt, especially Mom…

"Stan?" To my surprise, that was Nightshade. I realized that my Pokémon were done playing by themselves. "Stan, you can come out now. Auntie Siberia has left the house." For some reason, I felt at ease. My pain and doubts left me as Danielle used her psychic powers to lift me out as my back ached a lot. I always feel peace when I know my Pokémon are there for me. I felt saner and my mind became clearer, clean of all the doubts I had earlier on. I assured Amma that I was perfectly fine and went to play with my Pokémon.

We played for a long time. We never get tired of playing, especially video games. It wasn't too difficult to teach them the controls. They got used to it within 5 minutes. Anyway, when we were done playing, I went to my room as I wasn't hungry for dinner. I sat down on my bed and thought clearly this time round, without losing my sanity. True enough, the better control I have over my powers, the more dangerous it is for me to get close to anyone. I shook the thought out of my head and started to get to sleep. And slowly yet truly, I had fallen asleep.

The next morning, I still had no appetite and skipped breakfast. I decided to take a long morning walk in Ilex Forest to help me calm down a little. After walking for about 10 minutes, I spotted Mom. She was taking a walk too, with Sandy. I hid behind a tree to make sure that they didn't spot me. I followed them secretly, hearing every word they said.

"So, Mama, do you still miss Stan?"

"But of course, Sandy. You know that."

"Then how about coming over to the club? You're bound to see Stan there, flirting with all the girls except me!"

"Sandy, every time I go there, Stan isn't there. And stop the nonsense about Stan being a flirt! I wouldn't want him to end up like your father."

"You mean Papa was a flirt before??" Sandy sounded surprised. I, too, was surprised to hear that. I didn't even know why I was starting to believe Mom.

"Yes but that was a long time ago. He'd always say that every girl he met was hot." Sandy started to laugh while I stifled a laugh. However, I gave out a small muffled laugh and I suspected that Mom had heard that. Her ears never seem to fail to amaze me, I mean, she has an acute sense of hearing, just like a tiger! I mean… Uh-oh.

I ran away quickly in order not to get spotted and sure enough, Mom turned back to look but found nothing. At least, that's what I thought.

"I thought I saw Stan…" I gasped as I heard her tell Sandy. "Maybe I was imagining things…" I heaved a sigh of relief. I couldn't carry on the spying business so I decided to rush home while Mom and Sis continue walking and talking about something I couldn't hear. Three days after that incident, I went to the club and was horrified to see Mom sitting there, her sky blue eyes seeming not to believe that I was standing right there in front of her.

"S-Stan…?"

I looked away and closed my eyes. I felt some tears dripping down from them. I didn't say anything. My first thought was to run away quickly before the pain settled in and I did just that.

"Wait, Stan!" I could hear Mom calling after me but I didn't stop. I also heard the Ham-Hams calling after me as I continued to run. My own sense of hearing told me that there were approaching footsteps that belonged to many hamsters that were behind my. I could immediately tell that the Hams and Mom were chasing me but that didn't stop me either. Even if they took the shortcut, I'd be out of the tunnel before they did.

"Stan!"

I had tried my best to avoid her, and I will be glad to do that again.

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A/N: Maybe this story's genre should be changed to Tragedy/Angst rather than Humour/Angst. It barely has any humour, save for the front part. I thought I could make it humorous later in the story… Oh well. Anyway, I decided not to post 2 chapters on Saturdays due to me being able to use the computer on Fridays but if I'm not free on Friday, which is a 5 chance due to CCA, projects and homework, then I'll post 2 chapters on Saturdays. But I'm not really free today so I can only post one chapter. I'm so sorry to say that. I promise I'll post one more chapter tomorrow.

Next chapter: Stan and Siberia spend some mother-son alone time away from the Ham-Hams. Will Stan bother to give Siberia a chance to even explain the reason for Tora's death? Even if he does, will he forgive her? Chapter countdown: 3 more chapters to go!

Oh, by the way, I have a really good friend who wants to join but only on her birthday. And her birthday is just two Saturdays from now, which makes it the 3rd of February, so be on the lookout for a fic dedicated to her!