Hey everyone! I'm really sorry about what happened last time. I tried a new way of posting a document and it obviously went wrong. Thanks for pointing it out and it is fixed (I'm pretty sure). To make up for it I have been writing non-stop and I have the next three days of from school to write and post. I will try to update a little more frequently.
Angel's violet eyes wince as Cynthia's nimble fingers run the antiseptic drenched cotton ball over the shallow cuts on her face. Her fingers twitch and tighten their grip on the comforter she's sitting on as the yellow stained cotton wiped away the dried blood around the scratch marks. The champion's iron grip on her chin was the only reason the child hadn't jerked her head away; that and the guilt darkening her gray eyes to that of storm clouds.
"I should've known that those zubat meant something. We've been bombed before but for you to take the hit." The mother's voice trails off as the words thicken.
"I'm fine, Mama." Angel insists and she giggles quietly when Cynthia's feathered touch tickles her cheeks.
The champion doesn't respond and throws the cotton piece away. A saliva covered finger pushes her bangs away from the child's face and Angel pushes back against the bed in the duo's room in disgust.
"Gross Mama," The aggravated child rolls her eyes and crinkles her nose at Cynthia's doting. She pushes the adult's hands away from her bandaged arms and her cheeks puff at the chuckling pokemon mocking her in the corner of the small room. The platinum lunges off her perch and tackles the champion onto the wooden floor.
"It's not your fault. The zubat told me it was going to blow. Why do you think I had Calamity set up the Stone Edge. It's just a few scratches and some nasty bruises. It was much worse when I fell down that rocky cliff area near Ambrette! Now that was a painful crash! Luckily, I wasn't on the actual cliff part."
The statement didn't make the foster parent feel any better, if anything it just made her want to clutch the little girl closer to her and tether the platinum to her side.
"You almost fell..off of a cliff…"
A cheeky smile is her answer as Angel rolls her body off the woman before using the older's stomach as a head cushion and gazing up at the blonde with a content smile and large eyes. She buries her face into her substitute pillow. The champion's arm wraps around her back and her fingers fiddle through the soft locks.
After a few minutes of serenity Angel disrupts the peace, "Mama? I'm hungry."
A guffaw puffs out the adult's chest, "Alright, let's eat."
…
Angel casts a look at her distracted guardian before slipping the daikon under the table and into the awaiting goomy's mouth. She stuffs a piece of the rice ball into her own when the champion turns to casts a suspicious glance at her before returning her attention to the blue haired officer questioning her. Another piece of the root is dropped and swallowed by the eager pokemon before Angel hastily slams her hands onto the table and clutches her fork to stab at her food to make it look like she was eating as the two women approached the small table she was sitting at. Calamity raises a cautious head from her curled position around her mistress' feet and calculating green eyes watch the approaching officer. Jenny's growlithe lets out a growl at the intimidating pokemon and Calamity replies by standing up and staring down at the smaller canine. Her teeth flashed as the fire type started barking madly.
"Calamity lay off will you?"
The red pokemon stops the growls emitting from her chest and relaxed her stance. One last glare is casts towards the growlithe before she returns to the child's side.
"Pardon Calamity, Growlithe. She's being over protective."
The red pokemon huffs and shrinks back as the goomy and absol glare at it for its rude comment.
"Growlithe get back over here!" Jenny commands before sitting opposite of Angel.
Angel is lifted into the air so Cynthia can take the seat she had occupied and placed on the champion's lap. The grown up's arms wrap around her waist and Angel continues to nibble at her food.
"Pardon my growlithe. It is new to the task force."
"It's fine," She mumbles quietly before turning away from the policewoman and tilting her body inwards toward Cynthia.
Jenny purses her lips awkwardly and gives Cynthia a short, questioning look. The blonde just smiles and nudges the top of Angel's head with her shoulder to make the child face forward.
"We just want to ask a few questions Angel. So we can figure out what's going on. Okay?"
The platinum remains silent, but nods her understanding.
"Okay! So, how did you know the ruins were about to be attacked?" Jenny asked, hand poised over a clean sheet of paper.
"The zubat told me." Angel answers as she fiddles with Cynthia's long strands.
"The zu...bat. Excuse me?"
"That's right, the zubat told me."
"This is no time for joking kid. People could've been and still can get hurt. Your jokes aren't appreciated." The bluenette stern voice hisses and causes Angel to turn away and clutch the champion's jacket tighter.
"Please watch your tone with my great-granddaughter. She's very shaken you see, and is still adjusting to life here." Carolina warns as she enters the room with her hands held behind her back.
"Pardon me, Professor, but you can't expect me to believe…"
"Now why would Angel desire to lie." Carolina cuts off as she pulls out a folded sheet of paper and unclips a pen off her coat jacket. "Here Angel, why don't you go draw and I'll handle this."
The little girl nods and releases a relieved sigh before sliding out of the champions arm. She tugs Cynthia's sleeve and whispers a question in her ear before pulling back and gazing up with baby doll eyes. The blonde pulls Garchomp's pokeball out of her jacket and places it into the child's awaiting hands.
"Thank you, Mama."
"Anything for you, Love."
Angel scampers off, clutching the pokeball to her chest. Calamity follows close behind, Destin stuck to her back. Carolina turns back to Officer Jenny.
"Let's put your disbelief aside for the moment, Officer, and focus on what my assistants just informed me. A few of my assistants and your officers have scanned the deeper sections of the ruin and have found the site where the bombs were placed. They discovered a symbol on the remain of one of the explosives."
"And what symbol was that?"
"A G. Looks like the Team Galactic rumors are true. Those lunatics are plotting again."
Cynthia releases a heavy sigh before going off to find Garchomp, Angel, and Calamity. A quick sweep of the area makes her purse her lips in consideration when she can't find the trio. She stands from the seat and takes Angel's abandoned plate to bring to the kitchen. She leans down to pick up the stub of daikon Destin had left behind and drops the piece onto the plate. The plate is discarded on the open window that allow viewing of the kitchen before she exits the cafeteria.
The large purple dragon lumbering down the hall towards her makes the adult stop her walk and wait for her partner to approach her. The garchomp nuzzles her and its exhalation shuffles her blonde hair.
"Hello Garchomp. Where's Angel."
The dragon points toward the door leading outside and leads her trainer to the child. As the automatic doors hiss open the little girl is revealed. She is leaning against Diadem and staring at the demolished columns and rock walls. Her absol stands at her other side and huffs at her.
"I know Calamity. Let's go Diadem." Calamity is absorbed into her pokeball and placed back on her belt.
"And where are you going?" Cynthia asks and the girl jumps as she turns around.
"I want some fresh air. I'm not going far Mama, the mountain area next to town."
Cynthia raises a questioning brow and raises a hand to Garchomp's side, "I can join you."
"I-I'd rather go alone…" Angel mutters as she mounts her pokemon. Her small hand raises to rub her temple as she attempts to ebb the incoming headache.
The champion doesn't stop her, but clutches her keystone tightly as she watches the departure. The rushed footsteps behind her makes her turn around at the frantic assistant catching her breath behind her.
"Miss Cynthia! Please, at the laboratory! Team Galactic has broken in, and they're after the orbs!"
…
Angel settles herself on a rocky ledge that overlooks the small town. Her feet swing over the cutoff and Calamity settles beside her. Destin cowers slightly at the height on top of the child's head, its squishy body flattening against his master as he makes sure he won't fall off the face of oblivion. Diadem works as a personal heater against the mountain chill on Angel's other side and Mystic hovers above her should she fall off the ledge. The child pulls her legs up and lays against Diadem, her violet eyes disappear behind pale eyelids as she prepares her meeting with the legendary.
Angel opens her eyes to the pink fog cloud around her. She feels her feet touch some sort of solid and her arms uncurl and rest at her sides. She turns to face the three pokemon to her side.
"Lake guardians."
"Hatchling," The trio responds in syncretism before flying over to surround her.
"That was Team Galactic wasn't it. I know the orbs are at the lab. Why have a conversation with me now instead of letting me help Mama protect the orbs. We could prevent this." Angel insists at the circling pokemon.
"That would only suspend the inevitable hatchling. This future would still occur. Team Galactic will create a rift. However, the ending is dependant on you. The renegade is almost ready to strike. A hollow sun the catalyst. The only emotion present is a cold anger, don't let it corrupt you." Uxie warns before the three start flickering out of existence.
"Hey! Don't leave yet!"
Mesprit remains a moment longer as her brothers disappear, "Don't give up on us hatchling."
The pink pokemon disappears, leaving Angel alone in her dreamscape.