...beeping...
...beeping...
...I can hear...beeping...
...it sounds...familiar...
...then again, I have heard a lot of beeping noises in the past...
...most of them, from movies in cinemas and on tv...
...the small, yet recent parts of my life...
...was and still is inside that small white room...in the hospital where my brother lay asleep...
...but it doesn't make sense...
...why am I hearing it now...?
...I was...unconscious...wasn't I?
...not anymore, I guess... I mean, how can I have these thoughts at the moment if I am unconscious, right?
...yeah, I'm thinking to myself again...
...I always do...and I should have already gotten used to it...
...but I guess it's fun to notice myself thinking a lot to myself...
...well...I wonder what happened to me...
...let's see...
...what is the last thing that I remember...?
...hm...well...I was at the office...editing that website for a restaurant...
...they wanted their front page to have a small section for news or whatcrap...
...I don't actually care... I just follow their given instructions and I do it...
...I have read that jobs like those...anyone with the right knowledge can do it at home...
...but working in a company has a lot of benefits...like...hospitalization...
I feel myself mumble, which is really strange. I then feel how weak I am...but at least I can vaguely feel my body now...
Slowly, I open my eyes...
...I try to open my eyes...but either they're too heavy, or I'm too weak.
...well, the former sounds incredibly stupid, so it has to be the latter. Why am I in a hospital anyway? Surely, something happened, and leaving me weak and all...
...stop thinking and open your eyes...!
...slowly, slowly, slowly...I manage to slightly open my eyes, and the soft light hurts, and I mentally brace myself as I try to open my eyes further.
...what I am seeing is a white blur at the moment, but soon, my vision cleared, and from my half-opened eyes, I can see...white ceiling...
And the beeping noises...are still there...
...hospital... I'm in a hospital..?
...something must've happened to me...but I can't remember...
...sigh... What a cliché setting to wake up in... And then what? My brother or someone who has a crush on me is sitting or sleeping beside me?
...strange that I am even too weak to roll my eyes.
"Look who decided to wake up!"
If I wasn't too weak, I swear I would have jumped. At least my heart did that for me, so thank you so much, bro—
...!
I turn. I didn't care how weak I am at the moment. I force my head to turn to the direction to where that voice has come from.
And there, right there, seated on a chair beside my bed, my brother is smiling at me like nothing ever happened to him!
"W-wha..?"
"Shh, shh..." he leans forward a bit, and puts a palm on my forehead. "Don't push yourself. Not yet." He pulls his hand back. Strange, I didn't feel his palm on my head. Must still be too weak to feel...
At least I am not weak enough to arch an eyebrow. "T...the...f*ck...bro...?"
He sighs. "You really need to control your cursing."
I'm not really a fan of cursing...but sometimes, if events as crazy as THIS is happening, then I'm not sorry.
He looks at me and smiles gently. "So...how's my brother doing? Bet you've captured lots of Pokémon by now."
... "W...what?"
He chuckles. "You're gonna have to tell me all about it, when you're done doing whatever in there."
... "W-wha—"
"Shh... I told you... Don't wake up just yet."
I am awake, you moron!
He frowns. "No...you're still not."
...what?
He shrugs and turns to look at another bed. I can't see who he's looking at. He's blocking the way. "...and neither am I."
...what?
He turns back to me. "Oh, you must be confused."
Thank you, Captain Obvious.
He frowns. "Hey! No need to glare at me like that! But anyway..." He stands up, and moves aside.
...and I guess my surprised blink is enough for him to fill in the 'what the f*ck is going on' I am having.
"I'm not sure, but let's just say that we're spirits, for now." He turns to me and smiles. "Isn't that great? We're spirits and can go wherever we want!"
I deadpan at him.
"Eheheh.. B-but I haven't tried yet. Guess I'm scared to try, but you've gone further!" He gives me the biggest grin I've ever seen him give me. "You're in the Pokémon world! And that's really, really amazing! You'll have to tell me all about it when you wake up!"
...I sure hope you forget about that when you do wake up from your coma. ...does this mean I'm in a coma as well? What the heck happened to me?
"You keep on mumbling about this Shock, and Fay, and Saur, and Vixie—"
!
"and about meeting Bill, Goldenrod, Pallet, Viridian... And I don't really think spirits can dream, so there was only one logical conclusion! You traveled to the Pokémon world!"
...me seeing you as a spirit is beyond logic at the moment, kiddo...
"And that's why you shouldn't wake up yet! Before you got back here, you were talking about having this intense battle with your Pokémon! Sneasels and Weaviles, right?"
..!
"And you brought out your four Pokémon! Shock the Pikachu, Saur the Bulbasaur, Fay the Rattata... Seriously, bro, a Rattata? Really?"
!
"But hey, at least you have an Eevee! But I don't understand why you nicknamed him with your own name, Jay—"
!
"and you only called him that once! And it's like...I dunno... But you were in this epic battle! And you can't just leave me hanging! Talk about a bad cliffhanger!"
...cold... It suddenly feels...so...freaking...cold...
"Oh! You're going back already?" My brother smiles, and pats my shoulder. "Don't let a bunch of dark-ice types stop your journey to restore evolution or whatever! I forgot the plot already, but eh, whatever. It's the action that counts! And that saucy romance between your Vulpix and Eev—er..."
...I glare at him.
"Uh... Damn, bro! You're freaking twenty-three years old! You shouldn't stop your Pokémon from banging themselves senseless! Seriously! I don't get you!"
"I'll..." I glare at him, but smile anyway.
He smiles, but he's already fading...
"I'll punch...you senseless...when I..."
...he's gone...
"...get back..!" I bark, spitting fire in the process, and feeling the fire swirl around me in a vortex.
I hear a yelp of pain, and something cold and sharp pulls out from the side of my neck.
I growl as I feel my mouth start to water...thickly...
...well, I was stabbed on the neck. What do I expect?
Whatever. I'm conscious, and currently not dying...yet. At least I could save my friends before I go byebye, and then I'll punch my bro.
"He evolved!"
"A Flareon?!"
"L-let's get outta here!"
"Fools!" the Weavile shouts, and I immediately turn to him. He is busy glaring at his army around the area. "He's wounded!" he turns to me with a glare. "Forget the other ones and concentrate on him!" And then he smiles. "And he's bigger now. Meaning..." he licks his lips. "...more meat."
Voices of delicious realization echoes around as I roll my eyes. Doesn't evolution heal wounds?
...my neck still feels painful and my mouth is still pooling with blood. And I'm starting to feel my lungs getting heavy.
...to the fanfics who taught me that evolution can 'instantly' heal wounds, no matter how severe, well...
"SCREW YOU!" I shout, firing a hot streak of fire towards the startled Weavile, the swirling fire vortex I had flew towards him as well.
My attack was probably too quick, even for me to realize. Anyway, I hear the others scrambling while others are already rushing towards me. I dunno how, but I just willed my four paws to be hot, and the snow beneath me melts instantly. Eh, no time to appreciate that discovery though.
I jump forward, headbutting the burned Weavile in the process, and leaving the Sneasels almost hitting each other behind me. I quickly turn and see a few of them already slipped from the watery ground. Eh, I am not expecting them to slip, but whatever, bonus points, I guess.
I stomp my paw, and willed the small puddle of water to rise, summoning a Surf, and pushing it at the others, and washing them away and beyond to wherever.
I hear surprised gasps from those who are lucky enough to be away from the rapid water's path.
"Ggget him!" the Weavile snarls, rushing towards me.
I roll my eyes and slap my blue-fin tail on the ground behind me, enough to turn the snowy ground I struck into water, and pushing it towards the yelping Weavile.
I tap my hind hoof on the water, zapping it, electrocuting him and a few others.
...including a soaked Shock and Vixie.
"W-w-watch it!" she scolds me, and I wince.
"Eh... Sorry?" I apologize, while wondering how I am able to talk normally. I quickly turn to face the sounds of...fleeing noises.
The Sneasels have already retreated...
"...uh...daradan-dan, dah-dan, dan-dadan?" my poor attempt at a Final Fantasy victory fanfare.
I hear someone groaning. I turn, and see the Weavile a few meters behind Vixie and Shock. He is trying to get up, but I guess I paralyzed him, along with those two Sneasels...and one pissed-off Vulpix.
"Hey, I didn't mean to hurt you, okay? But could you give me a little credit?" I tell her, while holding myself from being startled at the sudden shift of viewpoint. I look at my paws and see my normal Eevee paws now. I lightly shake my head and smile at her. "I did save us, right?"
She was still glaring at me. "You could have done that much sooner..."
"Uh...better late than never?" And oh, I take back what I said about the fanfics and the evolution-heal-thingy...
Vixie finally drops her glare, and sighs instead. "B-but..." she looks at me, her eyes starting to water. "...Bi..?"
...oh...right... I was feeling happy and confident for seeing my brother again, that I forgot about—
"Oh my gosh! What happened here?!" ...Bi...asked?
Vixie, Saur and I quickly turn to the source of the voice, and there, floating by the treelines, is Bi, looking alive, and surprised, with both hands on her mouth.
I turn to Saur, and stare at the brown and clearly-dead Celebi on the ground, and then turn back to the green and obviously-alive Celebi, and blink. My ear twitch when I hear a noise. That can wait for a few seconds... "Uh... You died? And then you're alive? So you tell me!"
I then quickly turn and fire a shadow ball, passing the startled Vixie by a hair, and towards a startled Weavile, before he can land his claws on her. Vixie quickly turn as the Weavile roll back, and finally decides to go unconscious.
Vixie turns back and glares at me. "Are you trying to hurt me?!"
I roll my eyes. "Hey! At least I didn't hit you! Unlike you who really wanted me dead back in Blackthorn!"
"I'll shove a thorn down your throat if you do that again!" she glares.
I glare back.
Saur sighs. "...and we're back to normal..." he says with a roll of his eyes before turning his focus on a waking Fay.
"Ow..." Shock groans, finally waking up as well. "Keep it down, you two..."
"Seriously..." Bi says, floating closer and looking around. "What happened here?"
Vixie and I ignore her, as we continue our glaring contest.
Shock sits up, and stretches. "Just a severe case of lover's quarrel..."
I swipe my paw on the ground, throwing snow at him.
"...and we got in the middle of the cross-fire..." Shock rolls his eyes.
"Put a sock in it!"
"What's a sock?" Fay asks.