"Don't worry about me, just go," he had pleaded. "I'll live."
It wasn't true.
He had died to save her.
The Gardevoir went over the memory again, like she had countless times. She sighed sadly, crying. Her trainer had raised her since she had hatched and was a Ralts. He protected her, comforted her, and did anything he could for her.
And it cost him his life.
It was a normal weekday morning. Like always, Gardevoir and Cecil had woken up, had breakfast, and the usual morning buisness - picking the Berries off the Oran, Leppa, and Razz bushes from the backyard, burying 1 of each, and so on. But Team Galactic couldn't ever leave a person alone - they had pestered him with requests to join them, all of them declined - and they came. They said that if he didn't join them, then they would take Gardevoir. He told her to escape - she hadn't forgotten Teleport - and that he would survive. He didn't account for the fact that the Grunts had brought Clefairy with Metronome, which ended up using Spacial Rend.
Gardevoir jumped when she sensed another powerful Psychic Pokemon suddenly appear. She was even more shocked that it wasn't just any Psychic-type - it was Mewtwo.
No comments:
Post a Comment