Broken
Special thanks to: mysticpurple6: Excellent question! That was just a flashback-type nightmare! So no! Haha :) Anyway thanks :)
Star: Thanks, I will try :)
weatherprophetK: Every time I read your review I laugh :) Thanks, I've noticed that there aren't many of those, don't understand why. And 1) no. 2) Mostly just Michael's family, I don't know who else to add DX maybe you have an idea. 3) Who doesn't know the muffin man? (this is the part that makes me giggle)
Disclaimer: still don't own pokemon
Pokemon speech: "italics"
While Wes led Michael outside, Espeon and Umbreon gently shouldered Vaporeon back to Michael's room, the rest of them following closely behind. Vaporeon could hardly stand; what kind of a pokemon was she if she let her trainer get this bad? So bad that he thought that any of them would ever want to leave? She finally collapsed to her stomach right beside Michael's bed.
Delcatty and Houndoom, her two best friends besides Michael, approached her, worried. Houndoom gently nosed her ear, and Delcatty purred into her side.
Vaporeon watched them through half-lidded eyes. "…How could I have ever let him get so bad? What kind of a best friend am I?" she breathed. She pressed her nose to the floor.
Houndoom and Delcatty lay down on either side of her. "Honey," Delcatty purred, pressing her soft body to the pokemon's blue fur, "I don't know if you noticed, but we, too, let him get this far," she pressed her face to the side of Vaporeon's, "You are no more at fault than we are."
Houndoom's deep, rumbly voice came next. "Yeah. We've been watching over him for a year now, we all knew that there was something wrong with him; we could have stopped it if we wanted to, or if we could have. I guess we never really realized just how bad it was." He assured her.
Vaporeon's black eyes flickered between her two best friends. She sniffed. "Then why didn't we?" she asked.
Houndoom rested his head on his paws and sighed. Delcatty flickered her ears around nervously, and turned away. Neither had an answer.
Espeon hovered over the three protectively, like a mother. After all, she would always have a duty to protect all of the other eeveelutions, like herself and Umbreon. Umbreon went around explaining to the pokemon why Wes had to have this talk with Michael. He came to a stop besides the trio, and sighed. He leaned down, and purred, "well, you were better off than we were."
Vaporeon glanced up, surprised. "What do you mean by that?"
Espeon smiled, a sad smile, but a smile nonetheless. "well, you know when we figured out that Wes was doing that to himself? You know when we truly figured out that something was really wrong?" she asked.
Houndoom shook his head. His curiosity spiked; he felt like a pup.
"Not until the day he chose to tell us. We knew that something was wrong, but we didn't know he was hurting himself." Umbreon spoke calmly. All three of them detected a hint of sadness in his voice. Well, more than a hint.
"I'm sorry." Delcatty purred sadly.
Umbreon shrugged. "What's past is past. I wish that we had gotten to him sooner, but there's nothing that we can do now."
Houndoom licked his jaws. "Yeah… I suppose…"
Softly, Espeon pressed her nose to Houndoom's forehead. "Trust me. When the time comes, you'll know what to do." She assured.
No one did much until nearly an hour later, probably, when the door opened, and Wes walked in, alone.
Immediately, Espeon jumped up and trotted to her wonderful trainer, running her whiskers along his leg and once again claiming her trainer as her own and letting the whole world know.
Vaporeon jumped to her feet. "Where's my Michael? What'd you do to him?" she snapped.
Wes looked at Espeon, and she quickly translated, making the older Snagger smile. "He fell asleep, actually, so I handed him to Snorlax and the others outside. I think he's sleeping on Snorlax, actually." He said. The thought made his smile grow happier.
The trio, and all the pokemon in the room, were stunned. He hadn't hardly fallen asleep so fast in a long time. Months, actually, as his depression got worse. Still, Delcatty had a smile on her lips, a small one, and Houndoom could hardly hold back a short, cheerful chuckle, before standing.
Wes's eyes softened. "Why don't you sleep with him tonight. He'll need your help in the long run." He said, waving his hand out of the door.
At first, several of them seemed nervous, but they left nonetheless, Vaporeon, Delcatty, and Houndoom being the last, just to turn back and smile at the Snagger.
Wes retraced his steps to the kitchen, staring at the ground and every other thing in the building as he passed it. Umbreon and Espeon paced behind him. He stopped at the real causer of the scars. Not Michael, certainly not Michael, and not even the Snag Machine. No, it was the dreaded knife that Michael used every time to just get away. He stooped, and picked it up, turning it over in his hands.
Umbreon put his paws on his trainer's arms, and leaned down to sniff at the dreaded thing. He cringed as a disgusting, strong scent, so strong he could taste it, filled his nostrils.
Wes laughed at him, a dry laugh. "Why in the world would you want to sniff that?" he asked, standing fully. He pocketed it.
"What are you going to do with that?" Espeon asked nervously.
"I'll tell you that when I figure it out. C'mon, let's go see what they did with Michael," Wes said. Umbreon and Espeon both jumped up and led their trainer out.
Once they escaped the stuffiness of the building, Vaporeon dashed to the front of her group, and she led them to the herd of varying pokemon outside. At the top of the hill that the lab rested on, they could see Lugia crouched over something lovingly and they could see all of the pokemon were gathered there. She raced ahead to see if she could help her wonderful trainer. "Michael!" she cried.
The boy didn't respond from where he was, on top of Snorlax. Snorlax glanced at her, and smiled, putting his finger to his mouth to hush her. The group realized that it was true; Michael had fallen asleep.
Vaporeon's eyes softened, and she leapt up on top of Snorlax. She crept to Michael where he was curled, in the center of Snorlax's stomach. She sniffed his neck, before laying down and curling up beside him, back-to-back. Houndoom, Delcatty, and several of the other pokemon jumped up and curled by him as well, any sharp or semi-sharp object tucked safely away. Vaporeon glanced up when she heard paw and footsteps, and saw Wes approaching. She smiled at him. "Thank you so much for taking care of him. We couldn't do it without you."
Espeon translated for Wes, and he smiled. "Don't thank me. I'm only doing my job. I'll be here when he wakes up. His family will need to know, and they'll be the ones to really help him. Trust me. Good night." He said.
Vaporeon smiled, purred, "good night," and tucked her head against Michael's back, soon falling asleep.
Wes smiled again, and led his pokemon deeper into the forest, only hoping for the best. He'd be there tomorrow to help where he could, but it had to be Michael to really make everything right. He knew that much. He'd dealt with that much.
Wow… this is one of my favorite chapters, just cause I like doing pokemon POVs. :) So, I hoped you liked it. I love all of the pokemon, especially Vaporeon, I hope that you do to. Just to be sure, to have it in writing (I don't want to change my mind suddenly) WES WILL BE STAYING THERE FOR A WHILE! Okay, it's all good now :) Please review! :3
With love…
YAJJ