Forever Mine

8. The City of Water

Hey guys! it's me. I'm sorry that I haven't been uploading much and that's a big fucking oof from me. A lot of stuff has happened while I wasn't on Wattpad, and while I won't get into the details, I PROMISE that I'll make more. Now, this has been draft since October the fucking 1ST! I just never had the ambition to make something big like this, but I wanted this to be special since I couldn't make it up to you guys, and you deserve better. So here is my 10 page, 6106 words, (questionable quality) chapter on this. Oh and thanks for all the reads guys! I never thought I would make it this far, and I'm almost a 1000 reads! Thanks a bundle! Alright, I'll stop talking your ear off, let's get to the juicy stuff~

I flick channel after channel on the T.V, cursed by boredom. I lay down at the end of the bed, belly down with my arms supporting my head; I decide to watch the news.

"Hey, Ron! We have some fresh news for today! At around 9 in the morning, Team Rocket attacked the Silph. Co-main headquarters and attempted to take it over! Fortunately, it was stopped by a late, heroic Pokemon trainer going by the name of 'Red," As soon as I heard his name, I already flipped to another channel, grunting in annoyance.

"Are you still caught up about that?" Markus says, sitting legs crossed on his bed next to mine, eyes glued to his phone. "Of course, I am!" I reply in a more profound irritation than before. "I-" I shake my head "We were there first and held off that Giovanni figure, this cinnamon head cunt comes out of nowhere to steal my thunder, and then everyone starts sucking his dick!" I say, sitting upright, crossing my arms and pouting.

"Yeah, you are right," The skinny Lucario says, leaning next to me. "But it shouldn't matter if they care about you," she also sits up. "The good deeds should matter the most in here" she puts her hand on my chest. "And let's not forget about why we're going to Lavender," she reminds me. I guess she is right, I shouldn't get so stuck up in it.

I got a lot of thoughts to think about as I lay down. I decide to process them out with Ryley. "I can't believe my mom is alive! Even though it's only been a few days, I miss her so much," I whimper. "Well, at least you have a mom to come back to" Markus makes a grunt as he puts away his phone. I move to the side of the bed and get ready for a story (Inside a story. Slick, huh?).

"My mom was also a Pokemon trainer. She was caught up in some silly business sometimes, but she was still the loving parent she was. I think about when 10?" he put his fingers up. "I woke up like any normal day. I had to go to school, but I noticed my mom wasn't here. I shrugged it off because I thought she was out to catch a Venonat or something, but then I went to the front door and opened it. It was pitch black, a large void. I go to the sides of the windows, and the outside was still there, as normal as I can remember it, but the door was like some sort of portal. I put my hand through it and pulled it back out just to make sure before walking in. I held onto the door frame, making sure I could pull myself back. I look around, and big surprise, it was darker than a Zoroark at a full moon. I gazed around for a few more seconds, not before seeing my mom behind the portal talking to this big ass caterpillar with wings! I didn't know it was THE Giratina at the time, so I was scared shitless. My mom was shrieking in unison with me and at me while the Giratina flew basically at Mach speeds at the portal. I fell back into the house before the portal closed on me. That's the last I've ever seen of my mom," he finally finishes, looking down.

I don't know why, but this story disturbs me greatly. It's almost like Markus's mom was doing a deal or something. No matter saying it out loud. That'll just make the air tighter in here. "And shortly after, I met Mewtwo. I thought it would have basically been impossible without a master ball to catch him, but he noticed that I was "distraught and depressed" he puts the last words in air quotes. He said telepathically 'Tell me' while he sat on a nearby rock. After I told him why I've been in the dumps, his only words were 'Catch Me.' I was shaken that he would let me catch him, but to this day, he hasn't told me why. Must've been something with that Giratina" He lies back down on the bed, putting his hands behind his head and looking up at the ceiling, not before putting his glasses on the nightstand.