Date: August 18th 1988
Location: Celestic Town, Sinnoh Region
Third Person POV:
"Look at our child Cyan. He looks so magnificent-and b-beautiful." A young woman said. Her brown hair fell smoothly down her back as her light green eyes scanned her newborn son. The baby had innocent eyes with sea green irises and black hair. Obliviously, he poked his mother's eye while she leaned in to peck his nose. "Ow! Why'd you do that?" She squealed and then pinched his soft cheeks lightly.
A man then walked away from the window and towards his wife who lay in a bed. He had a clean face, his clear cyan eyes darting towards his new child and black hair moving in the wind. When he saw the face of his son, tears gathered in his eyes. "He truly is beautiful Athelia (pronounced 'uh-thee-lee-a' and the 'th' is pronounced as the the 'th' in 'thigh')." He voiced with a high pitched voice. He plucked him out his wife's arms gently. He tickled his neck lightly as the baby squirmed about. "Hey buddy. I'm your father and.." He paused to face the child to woman in the bed. "that is your wonderful mother."
He looked up and towards Athelia. "Have you decided a name for him Athelia? I have none in mind."
She shook her head. "Yes Cy (pronounced 'sigh'). I can see our child becoming a famous and powerful individual. Helping people everywhere and becoming a strong Pokémon trainer. I can feel it." She imagined, staring off into space.
"What shall you name him if he will become that?" Cyan asked in curiousity. He pondered what it could be.
She gestured that she wanted to hold her child once again. He timidly placed him back in her arms. Gently caressing the child's cheek, she whispered in a mesmerising voice. "I didn't tell you what I did in the cave, me and father explored in. When my parents were still - here, my father worked as a historian - looking into and studying the history of Pokémon. We went exploring into a cave here in Celestic Town with his Pokémon as bonding time. And we found something. An ancient, dead language we couldn't understand. However we saw one word written clearly in English across it. Perseus…"
Cyan gazed off into the distance while sitting down on a chair next to Athelia. "Perseus. It's a different name and I like it. What does it mean?" He inquired.
"After more delving with my father into the cave, se salvaged the fact that Perseus mean 'the destroyer' so he will be-" She started but was interrupted by her husband.
"-our little destroyer." Cyan finished. They both turned towards one another and smiled. Leaning in slowly, without hurting their newborn, they had a soft and gentle kiss. "I know you so well and you I." He mumbled after parting. She laughed in reply a euphoric laugh while nodding in agreement.
"But Perseus Jackson is a fascinating name. He will be different from the average trainer. His beauty will come from his mother and strength from his father." Que a blush from Athelia. He chucked as she glared jokingly at him. "Eh, buddy?" He said to the small baby who cried happily in response. "Ha, ha, ha!" He tried to ease the tension because he knew how sensitive she is when about talking about her parent's death.
They were about to speak again when the sound of light snoring reached their ears. The parents looked down at the adorable form of the sleeping baby. "Awww. He looks so cute Cyan." Athelia cooed as the breaths slowly became steady filling the room of silence except for his breathing. Tenderly, she moved the bundle towards the cot available for the sleeping Perseus and placed him in there. Once that was done, she twisted her head away from him and looked at her husband. She would've hugged him but she was too weak to move that far so stayed in place and knew Cyan understood.
"Can you believe it Cy? We have a child, our Perseus. It's what I've always dreamed of, now we can have a perfect little family. This is- this is amazing!" She exclaimed joyfully. "It's too early to have children at the age of 22 but at least we have a child, our child…" Tears happiness leaked out of her eyelids as she tried to restrain them but failed.
Cyan then placed his hands on her shoulders while she leaned back and silently cried. "Look Athelia. I'll be here with you for every step of the way, through the ups and downs and even after death. We'll raise our son to be the best trainer in the regions." He whispered lovingly.
"Thank you Cyan. Don't let me down." She replied back.
"I won't, I promise. Know why I won't? Because I love you Athelia. That's why." He murmured.
"And I love you too."
[Time-skip - 4 years later]
"I can't do this dear. I love you and Perseus a lot but I can't stay here and do-and do nothing! It's so boring, I always wanted to be a trainer, it was my dream Athelia! Being the best, the most powerful and skilled. And now since I've fulfilled your dream, why not let me fulfill mine?" Cyan yelled in annoyance. He was getting too restless working and living in this environment.
He was in the living room, pacing around and pulling his hair out. Papers and files were scattered across his desk. The TV was displaying the news. The windows were open wide, letting the breeze slip through. And 4 year old Perseus roamed the corner of the room, holding a Pokéball and playing with other various equipment.
Athelia entered the room from the kitchen, wearing an apron and baking gloves she was pulling off. "I heard you Cyan! You can't leave us! You have a responsibility to be with us and take care of us. He's not just my child, he's yours." She shouted back in anger at the fact that he even thought of leaving.
"That's the problem! I'm just confined to this room and work doing what with my life? Nothing! Absolutely nothing! This is torture. Please Athelia, let me go, it hurts so much to see you unhappy." He lowered his volume, opening his arms and gesturing to his surroundings. "It's killing me. Please. I'll come back."
"No Cyan. You can not just abandon our child! He needs at her to be brought up. How will he live without a father in his childhood, huh? He's only a child for Arceus's sake!" She exclaimed in pain of talking about this.
"You're strong Athelia. It's just that I've realised how early I've had a child at, I'm so limited because of our son now. But you can bring him up. I will explore the different regions and become a strong trainer and come back. I promise Athelia." He tried to reason but she was having none of it.
She stepped a big step and was now in front of him. Perseus had turned from his 'toys' and was staring at the scene in the living room. 'Why wa' mommy and daddy shouti' so much? I don' like i'.' He thought.
"No, no and no! How can you even consider this Cyan?! You're not the man I love, you wouldn't just ditch your family like that. You agreed to having a child, you went forward, knowing the consequences, you knew this is what life would be like but we still wanted it. Look at Perseus, he is so innocent, it's not his fault." She retorted back, and pointing her hand at their child who watched in confusion.
"Mommy, what is goin' on? Pwease tell me. Why a' you an' daddy fightin'?" He questioned, immediately placing a thumb in his mouth after. And then steadily got up from his position and made his way to his mother.
"Percy, sit down please. Mommy is coming, daddy is just saying bad things." She sweetly said and turned to Cyan. "Cyan, you can and will not leave this house fulfill your selfish needs! I need you-we need you!" Her arms were spread wide as she stalked forward.
However, Cyan had lost control of his raging emotions and anger clouded his vision. "Shut up woman! I gave you a child and gave him life and you both owe a debt to me for giving you this!" He strides forward, pulling his hand back and smacking Athelia across the face. "Don't tell me this is for selfish reasons! I want this, it's my dream and I will fulfill it, I told you I would come back Athelia!" He roared in malice, spit flying.
Athelia gasped in shock when she was hit, pulling a hand up to her red and sore check. "You-you-you slapped me? Why? Get out! I hate you!" She screamed.
The need for vengeance and anger left his mind as he came back to reality and saw he hit his wife, who he loved. "I-I'm-I'm s-sor-" he stuttered in helplessness. He hurt the one he loved, how cruel was he?
"Shut up! I hate you! Get out! Go fulfill your fucking dream because it is more important than family, the only ones you have! Just-just go!" She cried as tears poured from her eyelids, pointing a finger at the front door.
Although Cyan was still frozen that he hurt her until he turned his head towards Perseus and was partially afraid of what he saw in the 4 year old's eyes. Pure loathing, disgust and unadulterated rage. He crept towards him, his balance perfect, arms swaying by his sides. "You hurt mommy! Why daddy?! She sai' go out so go out, you wi' hurt her more! I want mommy safe!" He said in a deadly calm voice. Cyan was terrified of what happened to his child but gained an arrogant look because he was only a child and assumed he was now a monster. He looked to the side and saw Athelia a sobbing mess while she lay in pieces across the sofa. He then made his decision.
With a loud and clear voice, he replied. "I'm going to fulfill my dream then Perseus and Athelia. You two have become insane! Look at you two! I'll go and I'm never coming back! I hope you are sent to Giratina!" He pointed a finger at her then their child.
Perseus looked around, a part of his childish mind analysing the surroundings. Sad mommy, angry daddy hurt her and he has to protect her. 'Cynthia said to neve' hur' somebo'y unle' you hav'to protect them.' he remembered. "Then go daddy! We hate you!" He shouted angrily. All of a sudden, a tentacle of water zipped from the kitchen, forming a fist and it punched Cyan through the door and far away. 'What happened?' he thought. 'It du'unt matter. Mommy i' hurt.'
"Mom-my?" He said slowly. He walked towards his mom, her brown hair tangled and eyes tinged red. Then he embraced her leg. Exhaustion finally settled in his system and he collapsed but a pair of arms delicately scooped him up again. "Are you okay mommy?"
He was embraced tightly, wetness invading his shirt. "Y-Yes, mommy is fine and d-daddy is g-gone. But my baby is what matters. You are ok." She cried.
"No, you matte' more mommy. You are the bes' perso' in the world before Cynthia." He laughed a bit, his brain remembering his best friend.
"Thank you Percy. We'll grow up strong, we don't need daddy. Just make it easier for mommy to look after you because I love you son." She affectionately said.
"Anythin' for mommy to be happy. I lo' you too." He innocently replied back.
[Time-skip - 5 years later]
"Hey mom! Cynthia is coming over in an hour. Could you please make some food for us?" Percy sprinted into the living room from school (named Celestial School) out of breath.
His mom was scared out of her wits as she instantly turned her head until she relaxed. "Oh it's you Percy. You have to stop doing that or next time I will have a heart attack." She laughed.
He put his hands on his knees and bent over. "Yeah, yeah mom. I've done it loads of times and you still haven't fainted but I am really sorry anyway. But holy Arceus, I need to be ready. for when she's coming." He panted, getting up and sitting himself next to his mother - Athelia. They then hugged like they usually did every day.
"Oh alright, I'll make you some food - blue cookies okay?" She asked, finally letting go.
"Yes mom. That would be amazing, your cookies are the best in the world." He replied dreamily, motioning his arms to the world.
"Alright. I'll head to the kitchen and strong baking them and you should get ready Percy, don't want to look bad for you date, right?" She said with a mischievous smile which got the reaction she wanted.
"W-what! M-m-mom! I d-don't l-like Cynthia! We're j-just b-best friends. Shut up!" He shouted in protest with a tomato red face, covering it with his hand and looking away.
"Ha ha ha! I was only kidding son! And you didn't even deny it was a date!" His mom laughed heartily at another blush. "You should see your face!" She chuckled, her fading away as she entered the kitchen.
"Yeah, yeah. Really funny." He muttered miserably in response causing another uproar of chortling. After a minute, he was in a serene state, breathing in breaths, thinking of what to wear until he decided to put on casual clothes. He got up, trudging his way to and up the stairs. Locating his personal room which had an oakwood door with a picture of a Pokéball on it. He twisted the handle and went inside. His room wasn't big or messy because he started to be orderly and clean when he was 9. It had sea green walls, the same colour as his eyes his mother always said. In the furthest corner, was his cyan blue duvet and bed all made up with a sturdy wooden frame. On the wall was huge window with blue curtains on the sides, taking most of the wall up and which gave an astonishing view of the nearby lake where he could see various Pokémon. From a goldeen to magikarps to tentacools to others. It was one of the best things about his room.
In the opposite corner to his bed was a closet and desk full of clothes and schoolwork respectively. In front of his bed lay a basket full of several dirty clothes. And then next to the door was a drawer, a fan and other subtle things in his rooms.
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Twenty minutes later, he was in his chosen clothes doing some last changes to his outfit before he went downstairs. As he was buttoning up his t-shirt, he saw that same Pokémon again. The Pokémon he couldn't identify with his Pokédex. He couldn't figure out why while he tilted his head and scratched his chin perplexed. He went to his drawer and picked his Pokédex he received one summer and tried to scan it from his room but it always failed.
It was a small Pokémon with a crocodile shape, blue all over with one yellow stripe and red spikes across his fat but short tail. He looked viscous for his size. If he ever became a trainer, he would catch and befriend that Pokémon as his first because it was really cool. Not that he ever would, he would always be with his mom and support her ever since his dad left. That word brought a sour taste to his mouth and he had vowed to beat the living shit out of him for leaving them like that if he ever found him. Sighing, he threw the Pokédex onto his bed and massaged his temples from his extreme thinking.
With closed eyes, he went towards the tall mirror to take a look at himself. He was wearing an oceanic blue buttoned t-shirt, black trousers and green trainers. His hair had some slight gel, with it being used to spike the front part of his hair up and the rest stay as close to flat he could get it to. He groaned, his hair would never stay flat or straight - it was literally untameable. Taking one look over himself in the mirror, he saw his eyes.
No one could see it but he had different emotions being born into the depths of his irises. Pain, regret and hate; things not for a 9 year old. But he wasn't technically 9 years old because he was reborn. And yes, he did receive his memories when he aged to 9 as he slept that night. It was incredibly peaceful for him with slight pain. One mind couldn't believe it - him here and the other was telling him to believe it - Percy, the Hero of Olympus. But the aftereffects of the memories was what hurt, trying to find what was the truth until he tested his powers.
And 'Holy fucking Hades!' was the statement he said when he saw water swirl around him like snakes, reawakens his true powers. His mind was blown away that day. But anyway, he did remember everything - from the first time he kissed, till his execution and was wondering what was happening on earth at that very moment. It's just the fact that he's not like a god, where their mind is actually millennia old but body whatever but like a normal 9 year old, restricted to that age of thinking so he can't act too strange. He only understood that because Chaos visited him in his dreams the next day.
He was was happy with his life as Percy Jackson so far. Fate was being kind for once he realised, them giving him a family, his name and peace so far. Other than fact his dad left them for becoming a Pokémon trainer. He closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. He wanted to tell his mom about his world but he just couldn't, nor could tell Cynthia. He didn't tell his mom about what actually happened when dad left either. Pacing around the room, he felt like a complete ass hiding information as an innocent '9 year old'. He wasn't any more intelligent or wiser than before because he hasn't physically aged more than the age of 18.
And Cynthia. His best friend from his school, Celestial School. With dreamy eyes, he imagined her. Joyful grey eyes, light blonde hair - which always covered her left eye but it perfectly fit her and beautiful face and personality. She was so happy all the time but could become the most determined of people within seconds. She was -there was no word for it, but he used amazing. 'Wow, I'm 9 year olds and I'm growing feelings for a girl ready. What the Hades is life?' He thought absentmindedly to himself.
"Perseus! Come down, your date is walking down the road!" His train of thoughts was interrupted by his caring mother.
"Alright mom!" He shouted back clearly. "And she's not my my date!" He stomped his foot in frustration emitting a laugh from his mom. But not wasting any time, he strided down the stairs and went into the living room, waiting on the sofa.
Knock knock knock.
He was very nervous, they may have visited each other a lot but it was hard to talk to the person you mom liked. He was still ADHD he found out so he was tapping his feet and drumming his fingers across his leg. Breathing in calming breaths of air, he got up towards the front door, feet tapping against the wooden floor and opened the door. And there she was in all her glory. He sucked in a sharp breath in shock at her beauty but composed himself straight after. She was wearing a sleeveless green collared shirt, blue jeans and black flip flops. Also in her hair as usual were her two treat-shaped hairclips conjoined with a pale yellow stripe. 'It is quite hot and bright today to be fair.' He thought for her divergent outfit.
Opening the wider, he began with a lopsided smile. "Hey 'Thia." He opened his arms for a hug like they always did and she embraced him tightly. Breathing in the scent of sweet honey from her hair, he pulled back.
"Hey Perce." She replied with a big smile. "Wait. I smell the cookies. Has your mom made her amazing blue cookies?" She wondered, inhaling the wafting smell.
He nodded vigorously. "Yep, told mom to make it for us when I got back. Let's go to the kitchen and eat." She agreed and they raced to kitchen laughing all the while.
On arrival, they were greeted by Perseus's mother. "Hello Cynthia. How are you?" She was placing the fresh batch of cookies on top of the table.
"I'm doing great Mrs-, I mean Athelia." Cynthia changed mid sentence as she saw the look in Percy's mom's eyes, remembering that she wanted her to call her by her name. "I hate that they gave us extra homework today though, right Percy?"
"Yeah Cyndi (Pronounced the same as Cynthia, just without the 'a' and you have the 'D' instead of 'th')." He teased her with a mischievous grin. He knew she hated that name and was thinking to call her that for getting him into trouble at school that day.
"Hey! Don't call me that!" She complained childishly with balled fists.
"It's what you get for what you did to me in school today. I got a detention and they're sooo boring." He shot back accusingly.
He had a smug grin until Cynthia wiped it off with a devious smile. "Alright Perseus. That's fine." She raised her hands innocently.
Opening his mouth to retort, she jumped at the steaming biscuits on the table and grabbed most of them, placed them onto the plate and ran off leaving a few behind. He got out his stupor and ran after her while taking the leftover cookies in pursuit. "Hey! Pass some to me!" Percy yelled, faking an angry tone. "Please?!"
However off to the side as the two children ran outside, was Percy's mother who watched the whole scene quietly and realisation. She worked out how much they liked and enjoyed each other's presence that it could go further but they were only kids. She didn't need to worry. "Very young love." She mumbled to herself with a knowing smile.
Outside, they got over the cookies and sat side by on the swing chair. They settled the argument because it was just for fun and we're sharing cookies. Percy leant back in the soft and comfy label cushions, sighing deeply. Hearing a yell, he opened his eyes. "What'd you say mom?" He asked back, partially annoyed.
Athelia stood next to the door to the back garden. "I said I'll be going out and buying some food and supplies, we've ran out of bread." She said. "I'll be off now and don't do anything stupid Percy. Because I swear." She threatened jokingly.
"I can't make any promises." He cheekily responded.
She smiled and shook her head, turning away and walking into the house to go out. Cynthia was still laying back, munching on her cookies, while she listened to their conversation. "Hey Cyn, what's the date today?" He asked her as the sun shine its rays of light down on the canopy above their head.
She stopped her train of thought and pondered. What was the date? She recalled it from school. "It's… Oh yeah, it's February 14th. Of 1998, of course."
"Thanks." It was the day before Cynthia's birthday. It kinda sucked for him to be younger than her but to be honest, he didn't really mind too much.
"Why?" She pried into his reasons.
"No reason." He rejected which deflated Cynthia a bit. He had always asked the date recently and it got annoying. But she knew he would tell her if it was for the better. He never hid stuff but he had… change and acted different during his days of a nine year old. What happened to him?
"Fine. Don't tell me." She huffed with crossed arms, the cookie plate now empty.
"Cyn, it's not like that. It's not that I don't want to tell you but it's I can't else it wouldn't be a surprise." That caught her off-guard. A surprise? She wondered what was so special to her one of these days this year.
"So…" He began.
"So…" She said back boringly.
They turned to each other, noses touching, and full out laughed at what just occurred. A few minutes later, the were calming down and wiping the remaining tears away.
"So… I guess, what do you want to be when you grow up? I want to be a Pokémon trainer, to make my mom proud but I don't want to leave her because I have to protect her, because of you know what…" He said, hinting his past. Yup, he had told her about how his dad left and how he'd hit his mom but the same story he said to his mom - not about his powers he called forth. "But I realised I can't protect mom from bad people because they all use Pokémon and I need to train some so they can be my friends and help me out in life keeping her safe." He said, getting his oblivious and happy look back. He didn't want anyone to hurt her like his dad did but he had to become strong to stop the ones higher up.
"I know." She replied, not as cheerful. He knew he disliked being pitied because he wanted to be and look strong. But that wasn't the reason she was a bit sad, it was because she had to tell him she was leaving him and was going to become a Pokémon trainer when she became 10 tomorrow. "Well, I w-wanna be a Pokémon trainer. Explore and visit the different regions and places, battle other trainers and the different gyms, ya know? It'd be an adventure of a lifetime, it's my dream I want to accomplish." She said, moving her hands around and talking dreamily. He nodded his had in agreement vigorously.
"Yeah, we'll be the best Pokémon trainers ever! Me and you, Percy and Cynthia fighting our way to the Elite 4 and only one will get the place. It would be-" He imagined gloriously then cut off.
"-amazing. But you said would be Perce." She finished off for him, looking back at him seriously and sadly. "We-we can't stay friends and Pokémon trainers. Y'know, my parents are… gone but my grandma told me to become a Pokémon trainer as soon as I become 10 to make Celestic Town proud. I've already caught a Gible, you've seen him and I've looked after him for 2 years. Grandma said it was a rare Pokémon and it's amazing I befriended it so easily.
Ignoring the fact she already had a Pokémon, he began. "Wait… So you're saying 'Thia, you won't wait for me to become a Pokémon trainer when I'm 10 a-and just go? Like that? From best buddies to never seeing-" His rant was cut off again.
"It's not like that Percy. Please, I want to wait but I have to make my town proud. I'm not just going to my region but other regions, maybe I'll pick up another hobby like looking into myths on my journey. It's not like I'm leaving you, I'll have a Pokénav and we'll call each other. See-" It was interrupt each other as much as you can day apparently.
"See what? That you're just ditching me instead of being a true friend like I've seen some done with huge hopes and wait till they become 10. Then go to the outside world together!" He argued angrily, standing up and pointing an accusing finger at her.
"Hey, it's not my choice! I would wait but it was dead parents last wish! They wanted me to become the strongest and make Celestial Town famous again. When you ask the Champions hometown, it will be Celestial Town." She shot back.
"I know so if we help each other I'll let you take the title easily, I don't want the fame but the training I'll get on the way. It's so I can't protect my mom and destroy my dad if he ever comes back! Stop being selfish!" He shouted, pulling his arms up exaggeratingly.
"Easily? I don't think anyone just gives the title of Champion of Sinnoh away like that for anyone, even their closest friends to have. You may be… selfless but you wouldn't reject it." With a light glare, she yelled back accusingly. "Don't tell me this is for selfish reasons! I want this, it's my dream and I will fulfill it, I told you I would come back Percy!" She screamed, spit flying out, her face red in anger. She was breathing deeply and erratically.
However, Percy was frozen in shock. He remembered those very words. The words his dad had uttered when he hurt his mom.
[Flashback Start]
"Shut up woman! I gave you a child and gave him life and you both owe a debt to me for giving you this!" He strides forward, pulling his hand back and smacking Athelia across the face. "Don't tell me this is for selfish reasons! I want this, it's my dream and I will fulfill it, I told you I would come back Athelia!" He roared in malice, spit flying.
[Flashback End]
Void of emotions, he looked Cynthia straight in the eye and laughed a humourless laugh - coldly. "Do you want to know something Cynthia?" Cynthia was just watching confused and a bit terrified of what was happening to Percy. "Those words you said were the exact same words that bitch uttered when he slapped my mom! I see, so is this the part where you slap me and leave? History truly does repeat itself! Go ahead! Do it!" He shouted in pure hate for copying his father. Cynthia though was gaping in shock at how hateful he sounded and that he swore publicly and it brought tears to her eyes. She shook her head no. "No? Then I'll do it for you!" He spat. "He pointed a finger at the door and roared. "Get out. Go and fulfill your dream then, huh?! You're leaving tomorrow. I thought I could trust you, my dad and others but you're all the same. Cold, disgusting and selfish. I planned the best birthday party for you ever since I knew you. To make you super happy when you were old enough to catch Pokémon then when I could too, we'd venture to the outside world together. But I guess not! You crushed all of my hopes and dreams as soon as you said yours!" The malice intent in his voice was clear as day. Cynthia however was still standing in a frozen stupor.
Shaking out of it, she reached to touch his shoulders and calm him down. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't kn-" She pleaded until he shrugged of her hand instantaneously.
"Ha! Again with copying my father's words and that's when he called me a monster and mom insane! I would've climbed mountains, heck even moved them, ventured the deepest caves and fought the villains to give up my life and protect you and the world. For my loved ones. But I don't think that's enough right? So get out! And don't even try and reason this, j-just go!" He shouted, he did hate sending his best friend away but she caused it and it hurt so much. A tear dropped from his eye and onto the grass below, until he wiped its path.
Cynthia was about to discuss it again but she didn't want to do any more damage. Fixing her clothes, and in silence she left the house; tears pouring and with red puffy eyes at why just occurred. All the noise was sucked out of Percy's house except the loud slam of the front door.
'What have I done? I'll apologise for what I did tomorrow even though she's at fault.' His ADHD mind thought all the while pushing the reason of their argument away.
He cleaned up their mess when they had ate the cookies, picked the plate up and entered the kitchen.
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After 30 minutes and in his nightclothes now, he attempted to recall what happened today but it took too much effort so he just dropped onto the bed. It's soft pillow and comfortable mattress and large duvet. It enveloped him and pulled him into the land of unconsciousness. It tugged and tugged until he let it take him away.
Sighing, he gave up and fell asleep. Into a long and dreamless sleep.
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The afternoon light from the sun, still shining through the curtains' gap since dawn which started 6 hours ago. But the boy in the bed didn't know that.
"Ugh… What time is it?" He tiredly muttered to himself. Picking himself up, he approached his bedside clock and checked the time. "It's…" It was a bit dark and he attempted to read it with narrowed eyes. "1:34pm! Shit! Oops! I have to apologise to Cynthia!" Full of energy, he burst from the bed, blanket falling to the ground and he opened the door. Like an idiot, he took leaps of 4 steps down the stairs, a numbing sensation growing in both feet. Pacing into the living room, he saw his mom laughing at something in the TV but he didn't care.
"Hey mom!" He said seriously and loudly to grab her attention. He was leaning against the wall and panting heavily.
"Oh good morning Per-" She began but she was cut off which was out of the ordinary as Percy never did that.
He gave an apologetic look and carried on. "Sorry mom, no time. Is Cynthia still at home? And can I go see her ple-"
"No, no she isn't Percy. She left hours ago and is off to her first gym. I-I'm sorry Percy but she didn't want to wake you up. But hey, you'll become a Pokémon trainer, soon too right?" His mom said in efforts to cheer him up. Athelia knew something happened between them when they weren't outside or inside playing as they usually did but she knew now was not the time.
Percy though was blocking out all sound. "They're all the same. All of them mom. You can't trust anyone except your mom but even they can leave you. Will you leave me mom? I know you won't." He said dejectedly and depressingly before i could answer herself. "You're the best mom ever, always helping me and looking after me even though I'm annoying. And thanks mom for that. But I'll return the favour when I'm older." These words brought a warm feeling to his heart. Percy now was slumped against the wall and sitting against the wall.
"It's not that though. It's because she said the same things dad said; and she left. She left. Just like dad did." And those words from his mouth froze Athelia in her steps.
She left just like dad did.
[End of Chapter]
A/N: Hey, this is fucking 5908 words okay! I would've posted sooner but all these three parts of his life so far have to be together so I wrote it all together. You better give me a few days to write a days to write a chapter.
And when I say few, I don't mean those fucking idiots that mean 3-to bloody 30. Like wtf, 'I'll be there in a few minutes.' 25 minutes later. 'Nice fucking few minutes you prick!' I mean like 3 to 5 days. Do you want me to post every few days 2-3k chapters or one 5k one every week. Just review and say so. I'll try my best to write it.
And no, I'm not abandoning this story unless it's an emergency. Or maybe from stress in school, yes I go fucking school. I'm British and so I start in September, like the 7th? I don't fucking know. Anyway, the only reason I wrote this chapter a bit late but hey, I made up for it with 5k words. Better be goddamn grateful! As I was saying, it probably happens to you guys too, I don't know, but I think faster than I can write, I've searched this shit up and other people do it. I basically think something too fast and while I write, I assume I wrote everything down since my hands move fluently - typing or writing. But from past experience, I know that's literal bullshit. God, I miss out like a word every sentence and I re read everything since it has to be perfect. One mistake and I'll go insane, and by the way, please tell me if there is a mistake or problem in my chapter, would be appreciated. And then I'm just a slow writer overall, maybe not typer but if I type fast, I miss words so type slower but I still do stupid shit. How the hell?
Sorry for that crap I just said, just think you should've know and to extend this chapter to 6k words as an accomplishment (I'm proud, okay!).
I might as well respond to all the reviews, only 6.
Guest - NOW LOL what the actual fuck. You made me laugh. 'P.S. Are you dead or something' I don't know why but that just made me laugh. It's just so bloody random. Whoever the hell you are, no I'm not dead, or maybe we all are. What about if we all died in 2012 and this is hell? (Real fucking theory).
Ventus - I know man. I know. But I'm trying to be original okay? But thanks for speaking honestly. I appreciate it, it's motivation. Well the betrayal and shit opens up more options for a crossover, maybe not a normal fancition fiction as its one world but yeah. You can make him gain friends, lovers, family, powers and all this shit. How else is he going to go to the Pokémon world? Worldwide apocalypse kills all humans except him? A bit stupid. He leaves because he just wants to? He's selfless. The only option is gone betrayed so people can make new pairings. But hey, that's just me.
StormatronXLIv - I can't really say much as most of your review was mostly consisting of don't abandon the story which I explained above. I'll always update the story. But thanks for the compliment of my originality, it was the most random idea I had ever. But you did motivate me to finish my last one thousand words at 9 in the fucking morning. Well done, I would've probably just lazed my ass off and delay it till 9 at night. But seriously, thanks.
zen-aku the spirit of the wolf - Choose some shorter fucking names people. No offence. I am writing on a fucking phone write now so I gotta switch to the app switcher to view your long ass names. He may have powers and all that shit but that's to make him different from normal people. He's there to just go on adventure and find a new life, live old and die pretty much. And thrive? Well he's reborn and knows much about the world since he was born there.
ultima-owner - I fucking love you too!
That was actually… fun. If I do say something offensive to you, just note I don't literally mean it, it's just banter and a fucking joke. If I do swear too much, say and I'll lessen it or whatever. I don't mind. Your opinions matter and what'll help me improve and shape my story. Shit, I sound so dramatic. What I'm saying is don't get pissed over the swearing and things I say to you, and review whatever the fuck you want.
But definitely say you want 2-3k chapters every few days or 5k once a week. And also, please tell me if this A/N was too long and unnecessary. I did kind of get carried away. Just tell me if I should shorten this or carry on my A/N like this. I'm not like those certain writers. 'I wrote 3k words for you guys.' A reader then says, 'You wrote fucking half of it responding to reviews, fuck you!'
But to be honest, it's a dickmove and it's annoying that you spent the chapter writing an A/N. I wrote almost 6k words in story so I'm cool, right? Fucking hell, I'm getting carried away again. Just comment what's good, what's bad and if you enjoyed it.
I'm out. Peace.