Noncanon shenanigans in multidimensional Kanto; spam with relevant characters!

[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.]

Comments

[greenwashere]

[Pikachu and Green are approaching slowly. Pikachu, oh, poor girl is devastated. This is her Red, and she can't get through to him no matter what she tries to do. Talking to him, nudging him telepathically. Nothing.

She is pulling on Green's hair. Green was wary. He could smell it in the air. He was not wanting to assume the worst by Pikachu's panic.] Pikachu, what is it. Is it Red?

[The heightened sense of smell, it smelled..blood.]

[perpetuallyten]

[He's still alive, which is good, but in pain, which isn't. Severe pain. He's curled around the injury, his arms wrapped around it, as if he could keep his blood where it belongs by covering it.]

[greenwashere]

Red? [He takes Red's hand. He knows Red may not have the strength to trace right now. Pikachu on the other hand is scurrying around Red. Hng. Green was worrying and Pikachu was pacing. They had figure this out.]

Who did this?

[perpetuallyten]

[Red has enough strength to move a finger. He can trace... Too bad he doesn't actually know his attacker. He holds tight to your hand, as if by doing so he could hold onto life and consciousness.]

/is terribad.

[thegoldhearted]

[He'd done it, he'd done it! No one should be proud of commanding their Typhlosion onto a small person such as Red. But Gold was praising his Pokemon- praising him! He did the right thing! Red was the only one in his way and he'd done the right thing to get rid of the current champion.

Typholsion had ripped three deep wounds into his stomach and Gold had taken his Pokeballs. There would be no fighting back tonight. He wasn't going to take his previous loss easily. It had DROVE him to do this.]

So what will you do now, Champion? You can't fight me back without your Pokeballs, much less move! Heh, does this mean I'm Champion now? Mm, no, that's only if you lose- better yet! Die here.

We all are, really

[perpetuallyten]

[Red quivers on the ground, hurt, hurt beyond anything he's ever imagined. He didn't... He didn't think anyone outside of Team Rocket could be this cruel, but here he is, bleeding a testament to the madness of others. He's scared, so scared that this will kill him. He doesn't want to die... He doesn't want to die!]

This is the most terribad i've been. >:

[thegoldhearted]

[Gold didn't and certainly wasn't feeling a shred of guilt for this either. Ha! He was actually laughing at Red. He was far too happy for this. He was really happy for this. He was joyous that Red was here, bleeding out onto the ground.

Never in a million years did he think he could do this! His Typhlosion had long retreated to a desolate cave nearby. The Pokemon felt guilty-- he really did feel guilty, he was wondering when his master would realize what he just did was illegal and wrong.]

Not gonna try to get back up, huh? [He gave a sharp kick to Red's side.] You don't speak, you make no noise. You probably won't even scream at that. Heh! You're so weak, why is a weak spirited person like you doing in the spot of Champion?

It makes me SICK!

Get used to it, honey, it's a long way down. But falling's half the fun~

[perpetuallyten]

[Red certainly tried to scream. He looked like he was screaming. But no sound came out.

Why? It's been nearly forty years since Red came to the mountain, or at least, that long by his guess. How does anyone even remember him, or that he was a Champion? Red curls tighter around the injury, trying his best to protect himself from further injury.]

[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....

[perpetuallyten]

[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...

[perpetuallyten]

[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...]