Broken
Special thanks to: The-Sun-Princess: Do you want the truth? Probably not. I really have no idea, but I wanted this to be a thing with just Wes and Michael (and their pokemon, of course) so I didn't plan on putting her in here. Let's just say that. She'll probably be mentioned a few times as Wes' 'friend'. Or maybe lover :) I like putting them together. So yeah, I don't think that she'll actually be seen in here, maybe once or just a quick e-mail. I don't know.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon at all.
Michael could barely keep his eyes open after they'd opened for the first time. He could hardly remember what happened, because for the first time in a long time, he'd slept with his larger pokemon. In fact, for the first time in a long time, he'd slept.
He felt himself rise up and down in time. He could feel something against his back. And, he could feel the almost otherworldly warmth of a lot of somethings.
And finally, he could hear someone talking. He recognized the flitty yet deep voice of Lugia, the voice that every big flier had. And Vaporeon, of course, her silky smooth voice practically sang to him. Houndoom and Delcatty both sounded like they were going to fall asleep on their paws. Ampharos had her usual spark in everything that she said. She kind of sounded angry. It must have been at him, he figured.
Persian was purring in a way that only he could manage, loudly yet sweetly. Kanghaskan sounded so sweet, the way that she spoke, that Michael almost missed when, after having nightmares, she would hum him to sleep.
Finally his eyes pried open out of curiosity as two foreign voices spoke. He yawned, stretched, and finally sat up.
He had been asleep. On top of Snorlax. Lugia was bent over him, kind of surprised, but still looking happy. Vaporeon was next to him, a smile on her jowls. Houndoom was on his other side, lying on his stomach, his eyes hardly staying open. Delcatty's head was nuzzled into his side. Ampharos even looked angry. She sniffed sharply, and turned off, looking as though she were about to cry.
Persian smiled. He stood, approached, and licked Michael's cheek. He purred against him. Kanghaskan, who was with her baby on the ground next to Snorlax, seemed to have been watching him impatiently, waiting for him to awake. The two foreign voices were two dog-like pokemon- an Espeon and an Umbreon. They were in front of Vaporeon, speaking to her. "Well good morning, Michael." The Espeon said. "Um umbreon." The Umbreon informed.
Suddenly, Michael remembered who they were. "You're Wes's pokemon, aren't you? He didn't stay, did he?"
Umbreon put on an annoyed look, and repeated, "Um umbreon." This time, Espeon chose to translate. "He said that Wes is inside. Your mother isn't happy that we came here in the middle of the night. Wes is trying to explain to her, but it'll have to be you, sweetie."
Michael bit his lip, and nodded. "Yeah…" he said.
Espeon smiled at him. She sat, and waited for him to slide down Snorlax's belly to the ground. Then, she brushed him softly with her tail, pushing him forward.
Michael watched the ground, his emerald eyes closed, just feeling the ground as he was used to it, knowing what was where and how far it was from the next thing. His eyes opened once, if only to clarify that what he was about to say was to Espeon, and then managed, his voice cracked and quiet, "What's wrong with Ampharos?"
Espeon smiled up at him softly, wincing when he looked away. "She… she's upset. Michael, all of your pokemon just realized that you, the child who saved them from the life of being a Shadow Pokemon, has been hurting himself and blaming himself for their misfortune. Everyone's a little upset, I think, but Vaporeon recently told me that Ampharos tends to be a little over-emotional."
"But why? I mean, who cares about what happens to me? As soon as I'm out of the way, they can go back to where they belong; they can be wild pokemon!"
"But that's not what they want. And please, hun, don't say that. It sounds like you want to… to kill yourself. For real." Espeon explained softly.
Michael turned away from her. Tears filled his eyes again as he stayed silent- more silent than he had in a while.
"Michael?" one glance up at him told Espeon the most horrid of all things; even Umbreon was disgusted by what Michael was non-verbally telling them. "Michael! You didn't honestly… you weren't going… Don't you realize all of the people that care about you? It was bad enough with Wes just cutting himself, he never actually wanted… he never planned… oh, honey…"
"I didn't plan either. I was just… sometimes, when the nightmares got bad enough and I saw them all here, suffering… sometimes it took everything that I had to not just end it right there… It's hard…" Michael hugged himself softly as one tear silently fell from his eyes to the ground.
Umbreon sighed. He turned to Espeon and whispered something into her ear. She frowned and leapt ahead of them both. "Yes, Umbreon, you're right, I suppose. Let's go." She glanced at Michael and tears filled her eyes. She turned, bit back one single bark of pain, and took off toward the lab.
Another silent tear dropped onto Michael's cheek. He followed them less quickly. 'Great. Now even Espeon's disgusted with me. Guess I shouldn't be surprised…'
Umbreon yelped in surprise when the woman- who was obviously Michael's mother, rushed out of the door, her Blissey following. She screamed when she saw them, pointed, and cried, "Blissey! Soft-Boiled!"
The Blissey cried out with strength, and pulled an egg from her pouch, where another quickly grew. She grabbed that one and chucked them at the two dogs. Not even Espeon could react quickly enough.
"Vaporeon! Water Gun!"
"Vapoor!"
A jet of water suddenly forced the two eggs backwards with an angry force, flying over Blissey and Michael's mother Lily and finally crashing- and putting two holes- into the wall behind them.
"Would you let me explain, woman?"
Espeon and Umbreon yipped their thanks, and rushed to go meet their trainer.
Michael stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking horrified, still pointing up where Vaporeon's attack had been aimed. His heart was pounding and his breathing was short. Vaporeon was faithfully by his side, growling a little. A small puddle of water had formed at her feet from excess spray. She stopped growling, blinked, and finally relaxed. She stretched her back legs and sat, rubbing her head against Michael's leg.
And it nearly broke Michael's heart when she put on an offended look as he stepped away. 'Can't I stop hurting her?'
Lily spun around and screamed when Wes left the door of the lab, following her closely. She rushed over to her boy and spun around in front of him. "Blissey!"
Blissey snarled and took out two more eggs, posing as a threat to the man with his pokemon.
Wes held his hands up as soon as she did. His heart pounded anxiously. "Listen to me, ma'am, I am not here to harm your daughter, your son, you, your pokemon, or anyone else here. I'm trying to help your boy get over something that he has been dealing with for a long time. And I- hey! Yeow- Espeon!"
"Espee!" Espeon's psychic attack flew at the eggs that Blissey had thrown.
"Would you quit lying? How would you know that something is wrong with him when I haven't noticed a thing?"
"Look at him now, does he look like the little boy that you knew- even just before Teddiursa?"
Lily flashed her gaze down to her son, who was standing idly, as though waiting for someone to tell him what to do. Lily thought that he looked very much like… like what a pokemon in battle looks like. Waiting for some command. "Of course not- that was a lot of stress for a 13 year old to be put through. But he's a strong child!"
Michael bit back what looked like a sob. Vaporeon, not about to allow him to get away this time, wrapped herself around him and purred.
"Of course he is, but he had to fight that alone. For him to be alone besides his pokemon- no human contact- very well could have been what could have done him in. That, Lily, was a lot for him to go through alone. He's quieter isn't he?"
"He was always a quiet boy."
"When was the last time that he came up to you, and asked how your day was, and initiated any form of contact to you, Jovi, or anyone in that lab? Even to his pokemon?" Wes snarled.
Lily blinked at him. Her heart was pounding, but she glanced back at Michael behind her, whose fists were clenched. When was the last time? "I… I don't know… a year? At least to me." she offered. She hadn't noticed it before, but it was a long time since they'd communicated at all. Normally she made a point to chat with him, but lately she'd been busy. Very busy.
"That's what I thought. Don't you think it weird at all?"
"I never noticed before…"
Wes put his hands on his hips. "Obviously. Now, Michael, is there… oh?" he knelt when Espeon tugged on his pant leg. Espeon leaned forward and whispered into his ear. At first his expression was calm but confused, but Michael knew he was screwed when the man's eyebrows shot up and horror filled his eyes.
As soon as Wes' head shot up, Michael covered his gorgeous emerald eyes to avoid eye contact. His thin shoulders shook softly as he heard Wes' scratchy voice whisper, "Oh, Michael…"
Bad ending! Sorry all! I just wanted to finally update this thing! Thanks for everyone who's waited this out! And thanks for reading! Please review!
~YAJJ :-)