14 The Pokeball! (1/2)
”Is this related to the reason for your small trip into the forest?”, he asked Arthur.
Arthur took the ball in Blue's palm into his own hands. He could feel the old rust on its surface and he smelled a certain scent ... the scent of blood!
Suddenly countless images flashed through his mind. Ever since his accident, his memories had been in a mess. He could remember most of the events that had occurred in the forest but the chronology was wrong and disordered. It was as if a film tape had been torn to shreds, some parts went missing while the rest remained in a chaotic order.
He was in a forest, panting heavily and out of breath. He stumbled forward and only had the thought of escaping in his head.
”Auuuuuuuu!”, loud shouts constantly sounded out from behind and gradually closed in on him.
He laid there on the ground, leaning against a tree. His breathing slowed down, more and more blood trickled down his body. He took out a small Pokeball from his pockets and a mouthful of a red liquid spurted out of his mouth onto the ball. Tear droplets ran down his eyes and mixed with the red. And then, the memories just ended in the dark.
Arthur had started shivering uncontrollably since taking the ball on his hands and his teeth were clenching against one another.
”Hey, Buddy, are you alright?”, Khali asked with concerned eyes and patted him on the back.
”I-I am fine, huh.”, Arthur told him weakly when he found himself back in the room and took a big breath of fresh air. The memories felt so real to him, even though three weeks had already passed by now.
”Don't worry, I have my fair share of experiences with these kinds of problems, trust me, it will get better!”, Blue also patted him on the shoulders.
”Yes, it's mine. The Pokeball, it belonged to my dad a long time ago and I kept it with me ever since he died. And then, I heard my brother being bullied because ... because we couldn't afford to keep any Pokémon at home.”, Arthur explained with a sad expression on his face.
More of his memories got unlocked or recovered to a better condition. The sad truth was that since his father had died, his mother was barely able to keep their current living conditions in tact.
And keeping an additional Pokémon, aside from her own, consumed too much time and resources. That's why even though Arthur was way past his tenth birthday, the time when children usually get their first Pokemon, he still didn't have a Pokémon he could claim as his partner.
His brother Brendon got mad at people making fun of Arthur and his family and he got into some small fights in school.
Arthur blamed and hated himself for his incompetence to protect and help his family get out of their predicament.
He had only heard of Pikachus existing in the Viridian Forest and wanted to try his luck. He didn't know or foresee that his small trip in the wilderness would end up with him on the brinks of death. He didn't realize that venturing into the forest would be this dangerous for him.
The Pokémon he saw in the city were always harmless and friendly towards him and everyone else. But the creatures he met in the forest, they resembled ferocious wild beasts instead! They attacked him upon sight and he barely managed to get away from one encounter before he made another dangerous encounter with a group of wild Pokémon again!
Otherwise he would have never dared to step into the forest, even if he was told to do so!
He only possessed the one Pokeball his father had left him. Pokeball's were very costly and only Pokémon Trainers could afford them in a larger amount. Adventure and Pokémon Trainer equipment in general was very costly which is why he couldn't bring anything with him.
Fortunately, that one Pokeball was enough for him to succeed in his goal to catch a Pikachu! Like a godsend gift, he found a Pikachu after a while of running and escaping from the dangerous Pokémon. And as if he was blessed by his father in heaven, on the first try he threw the rusty old Pokeball immediately at the wild Pikachu, it got caught as well!
He was overjoyed at that moment and that joy only got overshadowed by the looming danger of wild hungry Pokemon which were on his heels.
”Oh man! This is unbelievable! It almost feels like you are wearing some kind of Plot Armour?! Meeting wild Pokémon without any equipment or Pokémon on your side and managing to get out alive?! This feels like a story from a novel instead! You would become famous if people found out!”, Khali exclaimed extremely shocked at this revelation.
It was only now that he heard and understood the full extent and severity of his friend's little expedition. Khali wasn't sure if he could have done the same without any form of life-saving equipment in his hands. Without Webster by his side, he might have even broken down mentally, all alone in that dangerous situation.
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