Chapter 11: Complications
Pikachu was in a rather familiar place. He was lying on a beach, with a beautiful sunset in front of him. He had had this dream before, except he was now alone, or so he thought.
"It's rather beautiful, isn't it?" He looked over and once again saw his own brother standing there next to him.
Pikachu wouldn't be fooled a second time, he knew what had happened the last time. "If you're here to make me even more guilty, save it. There's nothing more you can say."
"No Pikachu," his brother said, going up to Pikachu and placing a paw on his shoulder. "No guilt, not this time. It is really me this time, not your own thoughts trying to take advantage of your guilt."
"Why must you always visit me?" Pikachu said sadly. "It's already bad enough that I lost you, and with you continually seeing me it makes me feel worse." He then looked to his brother. "If they didn't do what they did to you, I could've saved you then."
"No, you wouldn't have been able to," his brother said. He then sighed. "I never was able to tell you everything."
"What do you mean?" Pikachu said, rather confused.
"When I was first born, there were some complications, which explains somewhat for the markings I have. I guess that I only inherited the aggressiveness you have, explaining much about myself ," he said, feeling rather embarrassed. "Also, due to those complications, my life expectancy was cut short, compared to yours. However long a normal Pikachu would live, I would only be expected to live a third of that, or if I was truly lucky, possibly half. So you see, I wouldn't have lasted much longer even if I did survive."
Pikachu looked over and saw that his brother had tears in his eyes. He went over to comfort him, giving him a hug, which his brother greatly accepted. "I wish none of this had ever happened," Pikachu said, tears starting to form in his eyes. "You deserved to live a full life, not half of one."
"It makes no difference," his brother said, smiling. "I'm in a better place." He then felt hesitant to ask this next question but asked it anyway. "Pikachu, do you remember your mom?"
Pikachu was surprised by this comment. No one had ever asked him about his mother. Ash didn't even ask anyone. "I can't remember her that much," Pikachu said, "But I know she was beautiful, very beautiful. She was very brave as well as very strong. I remember when she was captured by Team Rocket when I was only a Pichu. It depressed me, losing her, knowing I would probably never see her again, but I stayed strong, knowing she wouldn't want me to be sad and miserable. Even so, I still miss her to this day."
"She would've been proud as a mother," his brother said. He then looked back to the glowing sun. "I wish I had a mother like her."
Pikachu turned to him smiling, "Well, she is technically your mother too you know."
His brother looked back at him, smiling. "You actually mean that?"
"Of course," Pikachu said, placing an arm on his brother's shoulder. "She would be rather proud of you. She knows the good in your heart."
He smiled. "You think she might still be alive?"
"I don't know," Pikachu said. "She was always known to be strong, but it's uncertain."
"Pikachu..." his brother said. He seemed rather uncomfortable now.
"What is it?" Pikachu asked.
"There's... something else I have to tell you," he said. "But first, when you were captured, do you remember anything that happened after that?"
"No, I had been passed out the whole time," Pikachu said. "Why do you ask?"
His brother then looked more uncomfortable and hesitant. "I have a feeling... that they may have injected you with something. The same thing they gave me."
"What?" Pikachu said, shocked. "What was it!?"
"When I was first captured, they mentioned the one thing they shot into me. Something called "nanomachines," which are supposed to increase your strength, senses, and quickness," he said.
"Okay, but why does that sound like a bad thing?" Pikachu said.
"Pikachu, it was those nanomachines that killed me," his brother said.
Pikachu looked at him, shocked and in disbelief. He then turned away. "That's impossible!" Pikachu said. "How would they be able to do that?"
"The nanomachines inside you were the same kind that I had," his brother said, "However, they acted differently in each of our bodies, but your's affected my body, shutting down the ones I had. Pikachu, if neither of us had them, neither of us would've survived that fight."
Pikachu clenched his paws into fists, tears coming to his eyes. "Damn it!" he said. "They had this planned didn't they?"
"No, they didn't know at the time, but now they know we're blood related," his brother said. "They will keep coming for you, knowing the power you have."
Pikachu turned around, facing him. He had an angry look on his face. "Then let them come." He grabbed both of his brother's paws. "I'll make them pay for what they did to you."
For the first time, his brother smirked at him. "I know you will," he said. "You're the only one I know who could do that." Pikachu returned the smirk, nodding. He then felt a cool breeze go through his fur.
His brother looked behind him. "It's time for me to go now," he said. He then looked back to Pikachu. "It's time for you to become the hero you were born to be."
He then started to walk in the other direction, nothing but beach in front of him. Pikachu was about to leave until something came to him. "Hey!" he said. His brother turned back to him. "What's it like up there?" Pikachu said, smiling.
His brother smiled back. "You'll find out one day, and trust me, you're going to love it."
Pikachu then woke up, realizing the dream he just had. He looked at his paws. Was it true? Did he have some sort of machinery in his own blood? It just didn't seem right. He went up to the window, seeing the full moon and staring at it. Was all this happening because of him? He had always been a target before, but these people wanted to do worse things to him.
He all of a sudden felt something touch his tail, almost making him jump. He turned and saw Pikette next to him, smiling.
"Aren't we the jumpy one tonight?" Pikette said jokingly.
"Very funny," Pikachu said sarcastically.
"Something bothering you?" she said. When he said nothing, she then said, "Another bad dream?"
"No, it was a good dream this time," Pikachu said, smiling. He felt like now wasn't the best time to tell her of the new information he heard. He then heard her chuckle softly. He looked over to where Pikette was staring and saw Dawn and I sleeping.
"They make such a good couple," Pikette said, smiling.
"Yeah, I guess so," Pikachu said, smirking. He then looked towards Pikette. "You know, you could've told me this was going on."
"Hey, I promised Dawn I wouldn't say anything until they were both ready to tell everyone else," Pikette said defensively.
"Not even tell me?" Pikachu said, pouting.
That made Pikette smile, shaking her head. "Nice try, but you know how close Dawn and I are," she said. "Even though I know you wouldn't say anything."
"Possibly," Pikachu said, laughing. "I wouldn't count on it though."
"You are so mean," Pikette said. "And Chris says I'm the cruel one."
"Well..." he then stopped, seeing Pikette's face.
"Good choice," she said. "Now I think we better go back to bed."
"Sounds good to me," Pikachu said. Before he went back he stared up at the moon one last time, and then joined Pikette.
She was so beautiful in that dress. I always knew she was good-looking, but this time she was more gorgeous than ever. Her name was Sadie, and she was possibly the most beautiful girl in our school. She then saw me and almost ran over to me. "Hey Chris," she said, giving me a kiss. "You look very nice in that suit."
"Not as beautiful as you look," I said, smiling. We had been going out since middle school. We were the best of friends, making us perfect for a couple. The first time I had met her, she was being harassed by three guys, seeing as they were "the good-looking ones." She was constantly shooting them down, not wanting to bother with them until one of them grabbed her arm, hurting her.
I noticed all this, getting a little fed up with these same guys. "Hey, why don't you guys leave her alone?" I said, coming over. "You're obviously hurting her."
The two other guys laughed at me, seeing that I was trying to be the hero. "And what if we don't?" the other guy said. "You going to do something about it?"
"If I have to," I said, making all of them laugh.
"Please, no it's fine," Sadie said. "They're just being jerks."
"Oh no, please let him continue," the one guy, the leader, said. "You just try to do something, I can bet you anything that you won't, seeing as you're just a pathetic loser."
He started laughing, but was cut short once my fist connected with his nose. He stood there, his nose bleeding, looking rather embarrassed and ran off while his two other buddies followed him.
"Thanks for that," Sadie said, blushing.
"No problem," I said. "My name is Chris by the way," I added, putting my hand out.
"Sadie," she said, shaking my hand. "So, do you want to sit with me at lunch today?"
"Sure," I said, smiling.
Ever since, we had been the best of friends. We then started going out a month after the incident. We got along so well that nothing could ever break us apart.
That was, until the end of junior year in high school. I had found out she was moving up to New York, since her dad got a new job there.
"Chris, we need to talk," she said the one night.
"What's up?" I said.
"Well, I know I'm going to be leaving on Saturday," she said. "And I know I probably won't be coming back. Maybe it's best if we went our separate ways and find someone new."
"What?" I said. "You know I can't do that. You're the only one I care about."
"But Chris, we both know long-distance relationships never work," Sadie said, smiling sadly.
"You think I would cheat on you, you're trying to say?" I said, sadly.
"No!" she said. "It's just that, if you want to be in a relationship with someone, it wouldn't be right having one of us being so far away. It just wouldn't work out."
"I guess you're right," I said, sighing. "We'll keep in touch, won't we?"
"Of course," she said smiling.
Truth was, it never got to that. I found out the next day after she left that there was an accident on the highway up to New York, and she and her parents were among the ones who were killed in it. The next couple of weeks I didn't do anything. I had never been so depressed in my life.
I opened my eyes and looked around me. I was still in the Pokemon Center. I looked over and saw Dawn still sleeping next to me. I carefully and quietly got out of bed, going up to the window. I looked out, and stared into the mountainside, glowing from the moonlight. It had been three years since that horrible day which changed my life. I then went under my shirt and took off the necklace I had been wearing for the last three years which Sadie had made for me.
I looked at it, which said, "U AND I 4EVER." I looked up to the moon, wishing for once in my life I would see her again. "Sadie..." I whispered, before putting the necklace back on and went back to bed. Little did I know that Dawn had been awake that whole time, feeling sympathy for what I was feeling.
(A/N: Wow, another sad chapter. I felt like I had to explain some things, including what really happened with Pikachu's clone and Chris' ex. Anyway, after reading a certain fic, I feel inspired on writing a new story after this series is over, which I still think people will like. So, I hope you liked this and expect more soon.)
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