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Chapter 4

POV Copper

As the sun set and the moon started to rise, my Dratini gave me a look of great concern. We were late upon getting the medicine to Jasmine's sick Ampharos. Would it be okay or was it already too late?

BING.

The elevator had gotten up to the highest level of the dark lighthouse. I shot through the door to find Jasmine attending to the sick Pokemon. Ampharos had indeed gotten worse, but it was pulling through.

"Here," I mumbled as to not wake the sick Pokemon, "the medicine from Cianwood City. The healer gave it to us free of charge."

"Oh, that's wonderful," Jasmine replied, "Let me wake Amphy up so the lighthouse can be lit again." She then starting shaking the yellow Pokemon, rousing it awake. "It's time to take your medicine now, Amphy," she soothed it. The Ampharos cooed as it started to swallow the orange liquid. Soon after, the Pokemon's coloring had gotten much brighter and it had started to conduct electricity again.

"Pharoo!" the Pokemon cried, a smile spreading across its cheeks.

"Wonderful!" Jasmine exclaimed as the lighthouse lit up once more, "Thank you guys so much! I guess I better get back to the gym, huh?" She then walked, no, glided to the escalator. Well, I thought, I guess we have to take the stairs.

"Come on guys, we gotta go down the stairwell," I said to my Pokemon as I started walking down.

"Tic!" Togetic, now evolved through love, shouted in joy as it flew over to follow me, with the rest of my Pokemon.

Running down the stairs maybe wasn't such a good idea. I soon ran out of breath. Damn asthma. Wish I didn't have it. If I kept going, I would have an attack for sure. Parking my butt on a stair, my Pokemon rested with me. Quilava cuddled up against me, warming me up. I felt a bit better.

Until Celebi grabbed my hand.

"What torment are you showing me now?" I cried as I was yet again whisked away into the abyss.

When the blur stopped, we were in a cathedral setting. Stained glass windows of various Pokemon surrounded me and the pink pixie. Pillars held up the ceiling, and the air throughout the room was incredibly grim. A woman in traditional Kanto attire was standing in front of a desk, only with a wreath of flowers and a crooked smile.

"Mommy, I don't wanna go!"

"You're going to school and that's final!"

The redhead from the last memory seemed a couple years older, and was dragging Silver by the wrist. The boy was sobbing, trying to pull his mother out of the room and never look back.

"Hello. You must be Mrs. Parrino. And this must be Silver," the chandler sneered, looking down at Silver.

"Yes, madam," Silver's mother said back to the woman, "Silver has been a wretched child to bear and needs to be disciplined."

"Understood. We will school him and keep him until he is eighteen. Is that a deal?"

"Deal. Just take this thing off of my hands!" the woman cried as she thrusted Silver towards the chandler. Silver cried the whole time as he was dragged by the priestess, clutching his now-repaired Sneasel doll. I ran toward him, to take him away from the torment….

…only to be sent back to the present day with AJ and his Eevee staring at me.

"More of Silver's memories?" AJ asked as I shook.

"…yes," I said.

"Maybe Celebi's trying to tell you something," AJ looked at the Pokemon, "We just don't know what it is yet."

"Yeah," I murmured as I rose back up, continuing down the lighthouse stairs.

END CHAPTER

So…the next chapter will be in Silver's POV…and you'll be surprised at what connections he has. Sorry the memory this chapter was not that vivid, so much travel and lack of sleep!