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Chapter Two: How It All Began
Leaf collapsed onto her bed, covering her face with her palms as she did so. It was an hour since May stormed out, leaving the three remaining band members in shock and guilt. She sat up, contemplating on what to do. She reached for her phone, bringing it to her ear as she pressed the call button.
"Hello?"
"Gary," Leaf began, before pausing. She was trying to hold in her tears, her voice not fully stable. "We have a… problem."
"What sort of problem, Leafy? I got it covered."
A tiny smile appeared on her face at her boyfriend's words, but it soon disappeared as she spoke again. "No, this is an issue that not even you can solve."
She heard Gary's sigh through the phone, before he said, "Then why are you telling me?"
"Because telling you things just make things that little bit better," she replied, smiling to herself. She shook her head, deciding to get serious and to the point. "Okay, the thing is…"
"The thing is?" Gary repeated as his girlfriend trailed off mid-sentence.
"It's May," Leaf finally managed to say. "She just left. She quit Eye of the Liepard."
There was a silence from the other end, as the ex-assassin tried to say something but couldn't find the words. "Leaf," he began, but was cut off.
"And I know it's our –Eye of the Liepard's– fault."
Fifteen years ago…
Leaf Greene, daughter of the wealthy CEO of Silph Co., was quietly sitting and reading yet another book. Reading seemed to be the only thing she really enjoyed, as she didn't have many –if none at all– friends.
The only thing she really considered as a friend was her Bulbasaur, anyway.
She began her education at a private school, and was academically of a much higher standard than the rest of the students. During her breaks, instead of playing with other children, she would play on her violin.
Music – that was the other thing she enjoyed.
It all began one night when the only child was asleep. She was awoken by the sounds of yells, thumps and screams. She hurried out of bed, opening her door slightly to peek across the broad hallway. Her forest-green eyes widened at the sight of her parents' limp bodies being taken down the stairs by a group of shady figures.
Then, she felt a hand clasp around her mouth with a cloth drenched in a strange-smelling substance. Whatever it was, it caused her to black out and collapse into someone's arms. However, that person didn't feel too much bigger than her.
After what felt like years later, Leaf's eyelids fluttered open, revealing the dark surroundings. She sat up, gazing around frantically. She was trapped in a cell, a small one, and tried every way she could come up with to get out. In the end, she resorted to brute force to try and break the rusty metal bars. Of course, she was too weak.
"Mother?" she called out, as loud as possible. There was no reply, apart from her own voice's echo. She held a sob, calling out once more, "Father?"
Once again, nothing called back to her except the sound of her own weak voice bouncing off the walls. The six-year old flopped back down onto the ground hopelessly. She was about to give up all hope and curl up, when she heard a feeble voice opposite her.
"H-Hello?"
Leaf's head shot up instantly, and she stood up to find the source of the nearby voice. She gazed around the area and paused as she saw a face diagonal to her in the parallel row of cells.
Inside, there was another brunette who looked around Leaf's age. She had puffy eyes, but Leaf noticed the beautiful royal blue in them that shone like sapphires.
"Who are you?" she called out to the mysterious blue-eyed girl, trying to get a closer look through the rusty metal bars.
"My n-name is May," the girl managed to reply nervously. She looked away shyly for a moment, but then turned back. "May Maple."
Leaf smiled weakly at May. She noticed the soothing, friendly aura which surrounded the shy girl and realised that May could possibly be her first human friend. The smile grew wider.
"I'm Leaf Greene, and it's a pleasure to meet you."
"She left just like that?" the charming chartreuse-haired man said, raising a perfect eyebrow. His arms were folded and he was seated comfortably on a sofa.
Gary sighed, running a hand through his spiky auburn hair. "Apparently so," he replied, falling into the seat beside Drew. "I don't know what's going through her mind, but all those years I've known her, I've never-"
"All the years you knew her?" Drew inquired from beside Gary, cutting him off. His emerald eyes were glinting with curiosity as they gazed at the man next to him. He flicked his fringe casually. "It hasn't been that long, you know."
Gary was taken aback by the question. For a few seconds he was stuck, hesitating, and Drew observed every moment.
"It has, though," he replied, feigning a confused expression at his amnesic friend. "Nearly four years, that's a pretty long time, man."
"Four years since what?" a dull, but loud, voice came from behind, startling the two young adults.
They turned around to see Paul, dressed up to go out, pouring orange juice into a glass on the kitchen bench behind them. Ash was behind him, taking snacks out of the pantry. Paul glanced at them as he took a sip, expecting an answer.
"Four years since Gary met May," Drew answered, once again casually observing his friends closely as he awaited their answer. His eyes flickered back and forth between his three bandmates.
"I thought it was-"
"That is indeed a long time," Paul replied as he cut off Ash, who clearly didn't understand the situation. "I suppose you told Drew about May quitting?" he asked, pointing the question to Gary, clearly wanting to change the subject.
Gary simply nodded in reply, leaving a short silence hanging between them. "Where are you off to, Paulie-bear?"
The mauve-haired young man raised a brow at the subject change and scoffed at the nickname. "Going out with Dawn. And don't call me that."
Gary chuckled, running a hand through his spiky hair. "Have a good time." He paused, snickering. "Paulie-bear."
"I guess I won't be going on tour with Mist after all," Ash commented randomly, ignoring Paul's malicious stare towards Gary. He sighed, leaning on the kitchen bench. After another short silence, Ash's face seemed to light up. "Wait, we can go on this tour!"
"How?" Drew asked, curiosity painted over his toned face. Then, almost as if he read Ash's mind, he leaned back, folded his arms and smirked knowingly.
"I'd like to know that too," Paul added, his eyebrows raised. Unlike Drew, he wasn't able to figure it out.
The raven-haired boy chuckled, and then grinned as he told everyone his plans. "It's easy-peasy. All we have to do is get May back, right?"
Paul rolled his dark, onyx eyes. "No one has the power, nor the right, to bring May back." He paused abruptly, glancing at Drew for a split second. "Not anymore, at least."
Drew entered the large house, shutting the door behind him. He took off his coat and hung it on the coat hanger, before slipping off his shoes.
"I'm home," he called out dully, stepping inside the study. His girlfriend, Jessica Hayman, turned away from her work to smile warmly at Drew.
"How was your day?" she asked. Her eyes had a suspicious glint in them, as he had acting slightly strange for the past couple of weeks.
Drew hesitated, folding his arms. "We were offered to go on tour, with Eye of the Liepard."
Instantly, Jess' facial expression changed. Her eyes narrowed, and the smile disappeared.
"But, that won't be happening because May snapped and quit," he continued, before finishing bluntly.
His dark-haired girlfriend raised an eyebrow. She couldn't help but smirk slightly in triumph. "Oh? May is so talented, that's such a shame. It's strange, because she was such a darling." She paused for a moment, locking eye contact with her boyfriend. "If anything, she's being quite selfish. Don't you think?"
"I'm curious," Drew began, dodging the question, "about why she would quit. I don't see a reason why she would, unless she was trying to avoid something." He turned away, ignoring Jess' dirty look. "Anyway, I'm going to the room. Let me know if you need anything."
And with that, he headed away to the bedroom. He closed the door behind him, before taking a slim laptop in his arm. He turned on the computer as took a seat on the bed, typing into the search bar.
May Maple
In a split second, dozens of results came up on the screen. He clicked on her Poképedia page, scrolling through to the 'Personal Life' section. His eyes widened as they scanned through the information.
May was born in Littleroot Town, Hoenn, and lived with her parents, Norman and Caroline Maple until the age of six. Both were tragically murdered, in what was rumoured to be an assassination.
He paused, pinching the bridge of his nose. He face-palmed, running his hand down his face. How haven't I read this before?
Maple moved on to live with her only remaining relatives, Frank, Teresa and Wally Mitsuru. During Maple's time at Kalosian Idol, the three were tragically murdered just as Norman and Caroline.
He skimmed through information about her coordinating hobby, when he finally reached the part he was looking for.
Maple has not yet been in an official relationship, but was rumoured to be dating Ghost of the Night-star Drew Hayden before his accident. Currently, there are reports of her dating another Kalosian Idol star, Brendan Birch.
Drew blinked, going back and checking several sites and images. Each one surprised him, as he found out how strong his relationship was with May once upon a time.
"I saved her from a tsunami and she acts like I'm a complete stranger?" he said to himself incredulously, frowning. His eyes narrowed. "That's weird."
"What is?"
He looked up, seeing Jess leaning with her shoulder on the doorway. Her arms were folded, and her eyebrows raised. His emerald orbs turned back to the screen. Once again, he ignored Jess' question and turned back to the computer screen.
"I need to know more about myself."
"What are you talking about?" Jess questioned, her icy tone piercing through the air. "I already told you, it'll come to you someday."
"It's been three years, Jess," Drew shot back, dragon-like eyes narrowing, "and almost nothing has come back to me. All I can remember, and feel, are connections with people." He paused, looking back up at his girlfriend. "And that probably isn't reliable either, since I can't feel one with you."
Jess was taken aback by his last comment, her eyes widening. She shook it off, nodding. "Although it's not going to work," she began, rolling her eyes, "what are you going to do to seemingly jog your memory?"
"Take a trip to Hoenn," he replied simply. "My old house where I used to live with my parents is in LaRousse. I've never been there before, so maybe I'll find something there." He paused, before smirking. "I probably own the place, anyway."
"And when are you leaving on this holiday?"
Drew's smirk grew as he closed the laptop screen in satisfaction. He glanced up at Jess, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Next week."
May was strolling through a small park in Castelia City, her Beautifly fluttering along beside her. It was night, so not many people were out and about. She took a seat on a path-side bench, and looked up at the stars.
She closed her eyes, breathing out warm air which formed a visible cloud of water vapour in contact with the freezing cold air outside. She was in the same position for a few moments, before the butterfly Pokémon beside her chirped curiously.
"Beau?"
Her eyes opened, revealing pair of cold, sapphire orbs. They flickered to the side to glance at Beautifly. "Hm? What was that?"
"Beautifly-beau-beau!"
May blinked confusedly for a moment, before realisation dawned upon her. "Oh," she exclaimed, chuckling slightly. "I'll return you in a moment. The cold is bothering you, right?"
The colourful bug/flying Pokemon nodded, landing it's tiny feet on the bench beside it's trainer.
"What do you say about going back to Hoenn for a while?" the celebrity said, turning to look Beautifly. "I mean, I have no choice but to get out of Unova for a while. So I was thinking to maybe go back, and stay in Littleroot for a bit."
Her beloved Pokemon replied with an excited chirp, as it began flying in circles around May's head. It landed once more, nodding happily.
May smiled, nodding. "Alright, thanks, Beautifly," she said, returning it to it's pokeball.
She stood back up, turning back to walk out of the park. Her hands were shoved in the pockets of the large, ruby-red coat for warmth.
She stopped once more, and her gaze shot back up to the diamond-specked sea of darkness. Shaking her head, May turned back and continued on her path. Subconsciously, a smile made it's way onto her face.
"I'm coming home. Mum, Dad."
A/N: Well! Now you see, there will be some heart-breaking Ikarishipping conflict in this story as well. I lurve making my readers cry. X)
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Drew and May both going to Hoenn? Will they meet? Will Drew ever find out why May is so cold and distant towards him? What will happen to Paul and Dawn? Is ShinyDragonair2 really shiny?
Find out next time on chapter three of Ghosts of the Liepard! :D