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[perpetuallyten]

[There's a tiny Red curled up on the ground, in a slowly widening pool of blood. He has no Pokeballs, and even Pikachu is missing. He's coughing, arms curled around his midsection. Whatever happened to him, it wasn't good.]

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[reachforfreedom]

[If there's one thing that terrified Blue more than knives it was the sight of blood. He freeze when he sees Red. Not just Red, but a younger one from all those years ago. His mind spins trying to puzzle it all together. Before Blue realized what he was doing he was at Red's side, wincing at the sight of his wounds.]

...Red....

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[Red turns his head to look up at you. Green...? But... How...? How are you not a grown man by now? How do you remember him? Can you... Can you help him...?

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue will proceed to pick Red up into his own arms. He was so small, so much younger...did they-? It had to be them. Who else could have done this to Red?]

Don't worry. You'll be okay, I'll help you I swear...

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[Being so small, Red is quite light. He curls tighter around the injury, making himself into a little ball. He knows he can trust his old friend Green...]

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue will frown a bit, but won't necessarily force Red to change his position. He didn't want him to move too much. Pulling out his Poké Ball he calls out Pidgeot before climbing a top of him. He'll place his arms around Red's huddled figure protectively.

His Pidgeot didn't need a vocal command as it begins to lift himself up into the air.]

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[Red would be clinging to you, if he didn't feel the need to keep his arms over the injury. Sorry if he bleeds on you, he really can't help it.]

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue here can't fault Red for bleeding on him. Sure seeing it makes him feel uncomfortable but...it's not his fault. His Pidgeot will land once they reach his gym.]

[perpetuallyten]

[Red doesn't recognize the area. He doesn't recognize the gym. All he knows is Green is here, that he won't be allowed to die. Good, he thinks. He's terrified at the thought of dying.]

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue will rush inside before placing Red down. He was badly hurt, and yet he couldn't hand him over to the doctors. He holds in a shudder, having to think what they would do if he handed Red.]

Just try to relax, Red. ...close your eyes. It's going to be okay.

[He'll calmly reassure him, while trying to push aside Red's clothes. Blue will try his best to not wince at the sight of blood and more blood. Even if it did make him feel queasy.]

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[Red coughs, a small spray of blood flying from his mouth. With his clothes out of the way, as well as his arms, you can see the three jagged tears across his midsection. Something with big claws gouged him in the stomach, it's no wonder he's bleeding so much.

His eyes are shut tighter than he thought they could close, yet still, tears manage to leak out between his eyelids. Hot and wet, he can't remember a time he's ever been in this much pain. No, wait, he can -- that day, decades ago, when he nearly died. The day Mew saved him. The day Mew changed him.

He's shivering, now that he's uncurled. If he curls you can't fix him. You can't save him.So he shivers, his breath shuddering. Sometimes, he coughs, each cough accompanied by a spray of blood. His muscles are all tense, as if that could relieve the pain.

There's something that may surprise you, though, if you can notice anything beyond the blood and the injury. This Red's skin is smooth. Unmarred. There isn't a scar anywhere on his body.]

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue winces at the sight of Red's injuries. It looked like he was attacked by a Pokémon. At the sight of all the blood Blue can't help but feel light, and de-attached to the scene in front of himself. Soon he rises, rushing to grab any medical items possible. He had to fix this, he had to help him. He had to save Red, he had to he had to he had to.

By the time Blue is finished mending Red's injury as best as he could he's staring down blankly. During the whole time he drove into autopilot, his own mind too scared to accept the situation in front of himself. He'll eventually fall to his knees panting heavily and staring at his own blood soaked self.

Red...Red was...]

[perpetuallyten]

[Alive. Red is alive. Seems he's doing a bit better now. He isn't bleeding all the hell over everything, naturally, and after a few last coughs, he stops coughing up blood.

He's still in tremendous pain, however. Still, he thinks... He thinks he might get to live now. He curls once more, still shivering. He's cold, having lost quite a lot of blood. With eyes half open, he stares at you, silently mouthing the words "Thank you" over and over. He hopes you understand.]

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue sensing a movement from Red gazes up to him. He's bemused as he watches Red's mouth open and close again and again. He...couldn't speak? Was he trying to tell him something? Normally he would be able to puzzle the pieces together but his own mind refused to connect. It didn't want to register that all this blood was Red's.

He reaches over wordlessly with a shaky hand before his eyes finally begins to water.]

Why...? Why? Red, why...? [He stumbles with his words unable to think of what he really wanted to ask of Red.]

[perpetuallyten]

[Upon hearing that question, Red assumes you're asking why he ran and hid from the world. He changes his repeated words, now mouthing "I'm sorry".]

[reachforfreedom]

[Blue shakes his head, still not understanding what Red is trying to tell him. It was harder from his vision blurring up. He turns away, about to rub away his tears before pausing to stare at his own bloody hands. Too much blood, so much blood...why...? Why? Why why why why why why why why why-

In an instant Blue bolts up, a hand flying to his mouth as he rushes to the bathroom without warning. Sorry Red, he'll return back in a moment.]

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[Red's eyes widen, suddenly panicking when you run off. Alone. Alone. Alone alone alone alone alone alone alone alone alone. He's alone. He's alone and it's scaring him to death.]