A/N: Alright, here we are! Chapter 3 of 3. Let's see how this goes, eh?
"Aah! Oh crap, oh crap!"
That sounds kind of like...never mind.
Pidmaru struck a pose as I smirked. Bug/Grass…I felt somewhat sorry for the poor Paras.
"Arauri…" It cowered, mushrooms curling back like Growlithe ears...
Wait a second...didn't he have a Paras?
"Pidmaru, show them a good ol' gust!"
Pidmaru started to flap its wings.
Yeah! It was named...eh, just a common name, no doubt.
I was uneasy.
A gust was forming.
He had brown eyes, though...
I was tense.
Pidmaru is about to release it…
Please don't...
Pidmaru released the gust.
It missed.
Scream.
It missed.
Oh Arceus...!
"Ah! Aah!" He was screaming, and all I could do was check the damaged areas.
His right arm was broken, at least. His left arm and legs were fine. There was slight bleeding around his abdomen. His face-
The Slowpokes stopped eating people. The people stopped being crazy. Everyone watched as Kris ran like hell to the Pokecenter.
Everyone saw the injured boy in her arms. Everyone saw his messy blue hair and tightened eyes. Everyone heard him scream.
Everyone saw Kris' desperation. They saw her frightened eyes and clenched mouth; saw as she ignored everything but the Pokecenter. Everyone saw the Pidgey with downcast eyes, flying right beside her.
There wasn't a hospital in Azalea. Just a Pokecenter. A Pokecenter that couldn't possibly aid an injured boy.
I saw all of it.
"Please! Please, you have to help him! I'm begging you, please!"
"I-I'm sorry, I can't-"
"PLEASE!"
Kris had passed out after they took the kid into the medical area for slight injuries. No emergency room. No painkillers.
His screams were still echoing through the halls, right into the waiting room.
"My Arceus, what have I done? Why? Why?! Who's sick idea was this?!"
On the other side of the room, Bugsy and a few other people sat uneasily. The air was filled to the brim with tension.
I haven't been alive for long. I haven't seen all of the faces one can make, but I knew Pidmaru's expression was not one you should ever wear.
"I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..."
I can't believe I chickened out. Pidmaru messed up, all because he was trying to impress her. I should've been there to tell him not to. To just win the battle carefully.
I should've been there for her.
Paras looked at me, and I stared back.
You're horrible, Piko. You really are.
A/N: I'm evil, aren't I? I'm sorry. But I had to. For those who haven't figured it out yet, The Reveal will be next chapter (About to work on that). Also, there's something very special about why this changed to Piko's Point of View. Until a certain point, it will be Piko's Point of View from now on.
Seriously, I'm sorry. I'm especially sorry if I made you cry. Please forgive me.
…Chapter 3 of 3. 533 words.