Okay I am back, and it is time for hat you all have been waiting for the finale…. Yea!!!! Anyways like I said last time, make sure you add me to your author alerts, you know I have to have a few stories running at once and you won't know about them unless you are on there. Oh yeah, and make sure you review and favorite this as well.
The group had been searching around Drew's old house for the last hour. It was almost hopeless. Everything they moved, nothing. Everything the suspected, wrong. Everything they tried, in vain.
" Are you sure you left it here?" Ash asked as he fell on the older dusty couch in the living room.
" God." Paul muttered as he waved his hand in front of his face, trying to alleviate the dust particles that flew around the room.
" Look, it has been empty for a while. And yes, I am sure I left it here." Drew sighed as he checked a few more places that were hard to reach. Dawn turned the corner covered in dust.
" I found this." She said holding out the small chest to Drew. He examined it quickly and fiddled with the lock for a short while.
" Where did you get this?" Drew asked while trying to place the box from his memory.
" It was in the attic, in a bigger chest." Dawn explained.
" Give me something to open this with." Ash came back with a knife, unfortunately, it was too dull. Everything in that house was now dull. Everything that May remembered was. The curtains were now just dusty rags, the spotless carpet was now unbearable to look at, and the beautiful furniture was now nothing but a pile of junk. It had been 10th grade, three years now. " Hey May?" Drew said interrupting the girl's thought process. " Are you okay?" She shook her head yes as Paul walked over to Drew and the box and took out a small pocketknife, and easily opened the box.
" You have that on you all the time?" Ash asked curiously, as Paul returned the knife to his pocket. He just sat down and ignored the question. Drew rummaged through the old box. He knew it was his mother's. He could tell because of all the pictures of him. His father wouldn't have cared enough. He reached in and pulled out an emerald necklace. He pulled out a small glass pen and a picture of Drew and his Roselia, and his mom and her Roserade. Everyone sat and watched quietly.
" Hum." Drew said as he quickly shut the box and stood up, looking down to avoid the gaze of the others. " I guess it is gone now." Drew said quietly while flipping his light green bangs from in front of his face. " Let's get out of here." He said while heading for the door of the house. Everyone in the room following suit.
" Wait." May yelled running from out of the kitchen. " You forgot about this Drew." May said handing him a pokeball.
" It can't be mine," Drew said shrugging and setting the ball down on the table. May picked it up and handed it back to him once more. Drew sighed as he tossed the pokeball up in the air. Soon, a small fish pokemon lay on the ground. It was a shabby brown color, and looked rather dehydrated. Drew quickly ran to the sink and ran cool water over the pokemon making it active again. " How did I forget you?" Drew asked while staring at the pokemon that seemed rather happy to see him.
" I remember that pokemon." Ash said smiling. " That time you first ate lunch with us, you told us you had a Feebas."
" I still don't know why." Dawn said while staring at the pokemon.
" Give me a sweet poffin." Drew said extending his hand to Dawn. Dawn quickly searched through her purse to find her poffin case. She then took at two sweet poffins and handed them to Drew. " Watch." He said feeding the poffin's to the fish. It soon began to glow, and it evolved inside of the sink.
" Wow." Everyone said in unison as the stared at Drew's milotic. Misty soon got over the shock and became annoyed once more. " Well, Drew if we can't find the box, can't you at least just tell us what was in it?"
" Well, it is a long story. Drew said while recalling his pokemon. Everyone went outside and sat on the porch.
-FLASHBACK-
" Do you have to go?" Drew pleaded as he held on to his father's leg in the living room door. His dad was dressed in an army uniform, and was crying slightly at the sight of his wife and his son crying.
" Don't worry Drew, I will bee back soon, and then everything will be back the was it is now, okay? It is only a little while, and I am trusting you to look after your mother… can you do that for me?"
"I don't want to." The 8-year-old boy cried as he clung tighter to his dad's leg. " You do it, you stay and so it."
" I have to go now." The dad said while pulling the boy off of the floor and handing him too his mother. "
Later
" Drew honey." His mom said shaking the young boy around 10 years old. " Drew, your dad just came back from the hospital, and some things may be a little different." She said while forcing a smile. " But things will be okay, I promise." Drew just sat there, he didn't understand, he didn't want to he just wanted to see his father. The boy ran down the stairs and stopped in front of his dad.
" What?" His dad said harshly starring at him. " If you have nothing to say get out of my sight."
" You see my dad had to leave and go to the army when I was eight." Drew said shakily while snapping out of his flashback. " When he got back he was just kind of different. He would mistreat me and my mom, my mother worse than me. However, she just said things would get better. The year we moved here, we thought that a change of environment would help my dad feel better, but it just made things worse."
-FLASHBACK-
" Why do we have to move here?" the dad growled towards the mom. " We are just wasting time and money."
" It will be good for us." The mom said as she unlocked the door to the newly brought house.
" Well then you guys move the stuff in, I am going for a drink. Things better be in place when I get back home or I will kill you both. I promise." The Wes said as he left the boy and his mother standing in the doorway.
Later
"Leave her alone." Drew shouted from the room as he ran to his mom's aid.
" You are both pathetic." The dad said with a wryly smile. " I don't know why I put up with either of you. And stay out of my sight." Wes said while spitting at Drew. Drew frowned and helped his mother's bruised figure from the floor.
" I have something I need to give you, just in case if anything happens or you will ever need it," She said staggering to her purse. " Here, keep it safe." She said while handing a paper and some other items to the boy.
"That night my mom handed me a paper that proved my dad's insanity. He was sent home early because he had a mental break down and could handle what happened. She also handed me a small dagger and a number to reach her with if anything ever happened. You know if we ever got separated." Drew said bitterly as he punched the wall. " She gave me everything, and I put it in that box to keep it safe. Yet, I lost the box, meaning I have just pretty much lost my only hope to finding the rest of my family." Drew sat there bitterly and no one spoke. Finally, May broke the silence.
"That is not true. Remember Drew, what ever happens you will always have us." Everyone agreed and embraced the boy.
" Let's get out of here." Paul said pulling Drew up off the porch and with that all of them left to continue on with their lives.
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