[FANFICTION] Little May's Story (1/3)
Title: Little May's Story
Author:
baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Violence, language, death, content
Summary: Remember that little girl in Lavender Town who said to have seen the death of the Marowak? This is her story.
Author's Notes: Finally I finished this one shot of mine. I do warn that it has quite a bit of language and violence as well as death. I should hope that most people would've made it to the part of the game where they encountered the Marowak. If not, then watch out for spoilers. XD; There are three separate parts of it because LJ can't handle all that jelly 12 pages ^^; Please enjoy it.
Words: 5,600
Little May’s Story
By LilyChan
“A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.” -- Joseph Stalin, Georgian Soviet politician (1879 - 1953)
“I don’t think I’ll ever forget it now, the death of Cubone’s mother - Marowak. I knew it was Team Rocket since they’ve been all over the news. I wasn’t sure why they would harm Marowak. The battle itself was sad and dramatic. Here’s what happened of how I remembered it. It’s been years since I thought about this incident. Yet strangely enough it has been part of my life. I apologize if I get something wrong. As I’ve said, it’s been a while since I’ve actually talked about it.”
oooo
Little May bent down. It was her yearly annual prayer, in memory of the Pokémon who protected her after her parents died. It was hauntingly quiet. Usually the Channelers would share words of comfort.
“Your parents are proud of you, Little May,” they’d say, using her nickname. “Sweetie would be too. ‘Please grow stronger not for me, but for yourself,’ he said. If you need to talk to someone, please feel free to pull any of us aside to talk.”
But there was no one there. The other orphans were long gone out of town while Mr. Fuji awaited her outside the Tower, playing his flute. The entire ghost Pokémon wouldn’t try to harm him since they enjoyed his playing. That was okay with Little May. She felt her heart crumble as it first did at the realization of when her mother’s Growlithe - the only thing that was left of her parents - had died protecting Little May from when she was in Cerulean City. Tears formed in her sad brown eyes. For the first time since her parents’ death, she started to cry. Her cries echoed in the silent room and halls. The smoke upon the tombstone kept going, slightly going off as the incense burned.
“Why did you have to go, Sweetie?” she cried out. “You left too soon!” She covered her face as she sobbed. She closed her eyes as she remembered that day. She fell to her knees.
Soon she had stopped. She opened her eyes, her vision hazy. She glanced at the tombstone to see the inscribed writing that was on it.
Sweetie
The
Growlithe
Loyal and Faithful to the End
Little May wiped her eyes as she sniffled and got up. She placed a hand on it, almost conveniently covering the picture of the Growlithe. She turned around feeling quite weak, but she gasped anyway.
“Cubone?” she asked her voice hoarse. Indeed, her clearing eyes weren’t lying to her. The Cubone were rarely seen in the Tower. They were all raised by a single Marowak, the rumors said. No one in Lavender Town, not even Mr. Fuji, knew where they came from, how they arrived there, and why. No one disturbed them and the Pokémon never disturbed their new habitat, of course so would the orphans. No one besides Mr. Fuji had seen one.
The Cubone glared at the little girl and threw the bone in its paw at her. She gasped and threw herself out of the way as best she could as she covered her head.
“Cubone!” It grumbled. Little May almost got up but she saw at the corner of her eye and saw the bone coming back. She yelped. The Cubone prepared itself to throw it again when it was grabbed by a pair of black hands. She laid their motionless, thus she closed her eyes, playing dead. “Cubone!?” it asked in surprise. Little May stayed quiet but she kept her ears opened.
“Oh look, it’s another Cubone. Take it upstairs with the rest,” said a gruff voice.
“Yeah, sure,” said another one. “The boss will defiantly enjoy it.”
Boss? She thought. Before she could think further she felt a foot on her as she rolled over. She wanted to move, much less wince, but she tried to force herself not to.
“Looks like this Cubone is Team Rocket material - it looked like it took care one of these pesky kids.” He kicked her, making sure she was dead. The pain was so great that Little May screamed. “Hey, she ain’t dead!”
Now distracted the Cubone hit the Rocket Grunt on the head with its bone quite hard. Once he loosened his grip on the Pokémon, it jumped to the other and hit his head with the bone as well. Once the two bigger men were out cold, the Cubone turned to Little May and saw her writhed in pain. Instead of finishing what it started, it looked as though it felt bad.
The girl huddled in the corner; she covered her stomach as she cried as silently as she could.
The Cubone walked to her and extended its bone to her. Afraid that it’d attack her again, May huddled closer to the wall. It went closer and extended its paw. Hesitantly, she placed her hand in its paw.
”Cubone!” it said, “Cu-Cubone! Cubone bone!”
Since she didn’t understand, she kept quiet. The Pokémon tugged her and took her upstairs. She then realized where Cubone was trying to take her. She still kept quiet as it led her to where she saw a bunch of squares on the ground. The Cubone stopped her and started to speak again.
“Cubone, Cubone,” it said. Once again Little May didn’t understand what it said. Instead she stared at it. She remembered when once of the Channelers did their healings in front of the other orphans. “Cubone-bone! Cu!”
Whether she realized it or not, she understood what it wanted her to do. She stepped in it and felt better.
So they weren’t faking after all, she thought to herself. She stepped out of the squares and the Cubone nodded its head.
“Thank you Cubone,” she said as she patted the Cubone’s on the skull it wore. It blushed and she just laughed. Then they heard footsteps behind them as though they were rushing. Before they could react, someone grabbed the Cubone and slapped Little May hard enough to knock her over. She yelped when she hit the ground.
She wasn’t sure what, but then she heard a click. Something to her to freeze in which she did.
“You’re not escaping, little girl,” he said, obviously angry. “No one fucks with Team Rocket. Not annoying Pokémon, and not even annoying pesky kids, like you.” The other guy grabbed Little May’s arms and tightened as he forced her to face the Rocket Grunt who held and pointed the gun point blank at her. “No one is going to stop me from getting me that promotion. Is she tied up yet?”
The guy shook his head. “I guess I must’ve forgotten it.”
The other shot at his foot, apparently he missed on purpose. He kept the gun pointed at the two as he pulled a bag seemingly from out of nowhere, reached in, and pulled out some rope. He tossed it to the other. He straightened himself out as the other man tied up the girl. The man with the gun shifted the Cubone to under his arm. The skulled creature struggled as he tied her feet.
“Shut the fuck up!” the man yelled as he hit it with the butt of his gun. He kept hitting it when Little May started to scream and cry.
“Stop it! Leave Cubone alone!” she yelled. The man nodded and the other went over to slap her on the face.
“Be quiet, little girl. No need to play hero.”
She started to sob but it only angered the man bearing the gun even more.
“Shut up, you goddamn brat!”
By now the other changed his expression from excitement to who knows what else, to worry.
“Hey,” he started as he lifted his arms. “Calm down there, bud-“
Before he could finish, the man shot the other down.
Time slowed down as blood sprayed across Little May’s face. She gasped as her brain absorbed the scene and as the dying Grunt grabbed a red hair tie that hung in the girl’s dark hair, making her braid come undone.
The body barely made a noise but to Little May, it was a really loud one. The man shifted his gun to her.
“You want to cry anymore?!”
Little May shook her head furiously, causing the braid to loosen even more.
He put the gun back where he got it. Deciding to go up, the Cubone was still unconscious under his arm. He walked to the girl and lifted her up, placing her under his other arm as well. She whimpered as silently as she could. He chuckled which didn’t help her nerves.
There were gunshots outside the Tower and people screamed.
“Right on schedule,” he said. Little May turned, with a more frightened look, if she could ever muster it even more so. He then turned and continued up the stairs. She begged to whoever was listening to her prayers to help her, Cubone, and the other people through this situation. When they made it to the top, it was a lot cooler then from earlier. The man just threw her on the ground, causing her white sleeve to tear, and some bruising on her arm. She yelped in pain once more, but she also realized that near her were a pile of Cubone skulls.
She audibly gasped. She turned to the man who talked in a walkie-talkie. She didn’t understand what he said, but she did notice that he had a big grin on his face.
It was then she heard the loud crash of thunder and felt rain on her body. Apparently she had open wounds and the water from the starting rain made her aware of that. She slightly winced.
“Alright little girl,” she heard him say. “Promise me you won’t tell me anyone about this and I’ll give you a lesson in the birds and the bees.”
Even though she was young, there was something very dangerous about his voice. She started to wiggle if it meant for her escape. She closed her eyes - she didn’t want to see what he had in store.
Thwack.
The man fell down once again. The girl opened her eyes. She saw the Marowak - Cubone’s mother.
She ran to her Cubone and hurriedly untied it. Once it was loose, she went to Little May. She untied her and even helped her up since she knew she was injured. Little May went to check on Cubone, even going as far as picking it up.
“Cubone,” she said, “are you okay?” Admittingly, the Pokémon was heavy for her. The Cubone still didn’t answer. By now it was pouring harder.
“Marowak,” she started. The girl turned around. She pointed her bone towards the west area. Soon she saw spot lights and a voice boomed.
“This is the police,” he said into the bullhorn. “We have the Tower surrounded.”
Little May got curious and looked over the ledge. The weight was grand and she felt her leg limp. The spotlights shifted to her. Because the lights were bright, she winced slightly and even lifted the Cubone as best she could. She saw many police cars, firefighters (including the Pokémon that’d help them), and the ambulances. The officers (excluding the Pokémon of course) gasped. She could barely see but she heard a familiar voice as the rain poured.
“Little May!” Mr. Fuji yelled. “Are you okay?”
She opened her mouth to speak but she was silenced when someone wrapped an arm around her throat as he placed a gun to her head and laughed cynically. She dropped Cubone as onlookers gasped, screamed, if they weren’t already frozen by fright and suspense.
“Pidgeot!” cried out the flying Pokémon as it caught the skulled Pokémon on it’s back. It landed near the nearest Chansey who, immediately, placed it in the ambulance.
She heard the now familiar click of the gun.
“You do anything,” he whispered as rain poured and as tears went down her face, “and I mean anything that causes me to let those cops take me alive - I will get out and kill you.”
“Marowak!” She threw her bone as lightning flashed. He turned around and used Little May as a shield. It hit her arm and she screamed in pain. The Marowak almost froze when she realized that she had hit her. Once the bone was back in her possession, she jumped on the man’s head which caused him to drop her. She yelped, and fell on the ground on her already sore arm. She wasn’t able to get up. The man managed to get the Pokémon off his head. He saw that Little May couldn’t get up so a menacing smile graced his lips. The Marowak threw the bone at him again but this time he dodged it.
The mother jumped in front of her.
“Maro!”
The man got out his gun and pointed it at the two once again.
“Maro…” she growled. The young girl felt something familiar.
“Step off!” he growled as yet another strike of lightning flashed once more.
Now finding her voice, the Pidgeot behind the ledge she yelled as she tried to run and grabbed the Marowak. She pushed the man aside, but he pulled the trigger twice.
She didn’t know where it landed but she didn’t see the Pidgeot anymore. The screams below didn’t help her nerves. She heard more shots and felt the paw fall off her hand.
She gasped as she saw the Marowak fall right before her eyes. She didn’t pay attention to where she was going. She tripped over the edge and fell.
It was a strange feeling, falling. I thought I was diving into a beach over in Fuscia City. I saw everything from my earliest memories to what happened on the roof. Certainly, there’s no way to tell how long I was out. In fact, I thought I was dead since I didn’t feel anything. I did hear my name - my real name, not my nickname.
“Little May, Little May,” I’m going to say. “Don’t. It’s not time. I alone hold the responsibility for bringing Team Rocket down. Tell no one else about these words until I’m finally at peace.”
And that’s when I finally woke up.
There was a bright flash of light. She wanted to block it but found out the hard way that her arm was an incredible amount of pain. She cried as the Chansey nurse ran out to get the doctor. Soon a male doctor came rushing along with two Chanseys and a Blissey. He told them to check her stats and the Blissey held her down as he gave her the pain medication.
Within a few minutes, the pain subsided and she laid there.
“Are you feeling better?” asked the kind doctor.
Little May nodded.
He smiled.
She opened her mouth to speak when the door opened to a worried Mr. Fuji and a police officer.
“Sir, you cannot see her -“
“Little May, are you all right?”
She turned to him and nodded as she tried to get herself comfortable when she saw her arm in a cast.
“W-what happened?”
Mr. Fuji spoke before the doctor could.
“You fell off Pokémon Tower. Luckily, Officer Jenny’s Fearow managed to save you.”
She nodded as she bit her lip, a question that was just itching at her.
“H-how’s Cubone?” she asked.
“He’ll be fine. After you’re feeling better, you can visit him at the Pokémon Center if you wish.”
She nodded. After a long pause, she opened her mouth again.
“How’s Cubone’s mother?”
One of the Chanseys went over to fluff her pillow as Mr. Fuji gave out a long sigh.
“I’m afraid that,” he slowly said, “she didn’t make it unfortunately.”
Part Two
Author:
baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Violence, language, death, content
Summary: Remember that little girl in Lavender Town who said to have seen the death of the Marowak? This is her story.
Author's Notes: Finally I finished this one shot of mine. I do warn that it has quite a bit of language and violence as well as death. I should hope that most people would've made it to the part of the game where they encountered the Marowak. If not, then watch out for spoilers. XD; There are three separate parts of it because LJ can't handle all that jelly 12 pages ^^; Please enjoy it.
Words: 5,600
Little May’s Story
By LilyChan
“A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic.” -- Joseph Stalin, Georgian Soviet politician (1879 - 1953)
“I don’t think I’ll ever forget it now, the death of Cubone’s mother - Marowak. I knew it was Team Rocket since they’ve been all over the news. I wasn’t sure why they would harm Marowak. The battle itself was sad and dramatic. Here’s what happened of how I remembered it. It’s been years since I thought about this incident. Yet strangely enough it has been part of my life. I apologize if I get something wrong. As I’ve said, it’s been a while since I’ve actually talked about it.”
oooo
Little May bent down. It was her yearly annual prayer, in memory of the Pokémon who protected her after her parents died. It was hauntingly quiet. Usually the Channelers would share words of comfort.
“Your parents are proud of you, Little May,” they’d say, using her nickname. “Sweetie would be too. ‘Please grow stronger not for me, but for yourself,’ he said. If you need to talk to someone, please feel free to pull any of us aside to talk.”
But there was no one there. The other orphans were long gone out of town while Mr. Fuji awaited her outside the Tower, playing his flute. The entire ghost Pokémon wouldn’t try to harm him since they enjoyed his playing. That was okay with Little May. She felt her heart crumble as it first did at the realization of when her mother’s Growlithe - the only thing that was left of her parents - had died protecting Little May from when she was in Cerulean City. Tears formed in her sad brown eyes. For the first time since her parents’ death, she started to cry. Her cries echoed in the silent room and halls. The smoke upon the tombstone kept going, slightly going off as the incense burned.
“Why did you have to go, Sweetie?” she cried out. “You left too soon!” She covered her face as she sobbed. She closed her eyes as she remembered that day. She fell to her knees.
Soon she had stopped. She opened her eyes, her vision hazy. She glanced at the tombstone to see the inscribed writing that was on it.
Sweetie
The
Growlithe
Loyal and Faithful to the End
Little May wiped her eyes as she sniffled and got up. She placed a hand on it, almost conveniently covering the picture of the Growlithe. She turned around feeling quite weak, but she gasped anyway.
“Cubone?” she asked her voice hoarse. Indeed, her clearing eyes weren’t lying to her. The Cubone were rarely seen in the Tower. They were all raised by a single Marowak, the rumors said. No one in Lavender Town, not even Mr. Fuji, knew where they came from, how they arrived there, and why. No one disturbed them and the Pokémon never disturbed their new habitat, of course so would the orphans. No one besides Mr. Fuji had seen one.
The Cubone glared at the little girl and threw the bone in its paw at her. She gasped and threw herself out of the way as best she could as she covered her head.
“Cubone!” It grumbled. Little May almost got up but she saw at the corner of her eye and saw the bone coming back. She yelped. The Cubone prepared itself to throw it again when it was grabbed by a pair of black hands. She laid their motionless, thus she closed her eyes, playing dead. “Cubone!?” it asked in surprise. Little May stayed quiet but she kept her ears opened.
“Oh look, it’s another Cubone. Take it upstairs with the rest,” said a gruff voice.
“Yeah, sure,” said another one. “The boss will defiantly enjoy it.”
Boss? She thought. Before she could think further she felt a foot on her as she rolled over. She wanted to move, much less wince, but she tried to force herself not to.
“Looks like this Cubone is Team Rocket material - it looked like it took care one of these pesky kids.” He kicked her, making sure she was dead. The pain was so great that Little May screamed. “Hey, she ain’t dead!”
Now distracted the Cubone hit the Rocket Grunt on the head with its bone quite hard. Once he loosened his grip on the Pokémon, it jumped to the other and hit his head with the bone as well. Once the two bigger men were out cold, the Cubone turned to Little May and saw her writhed in pain. Instead of finishing what it started, it looked as though it felt bad.
The girl huddled in the corner; she covered her stomach as she cried as silently as she could.
The Cubone walked to her and extended its bone to her. Afraid that it’d attack her again, May huddled closer to the wall. It went closer and extended its paw. Hesitantly, she placed her hand in its paw.
”Cubone!” it said, “Cu-Cubone! Cubone bone!”
Since she didn’t understand, she kept quiet. The Pokémon tugged her and took her upstairs. She then realized where Cubone was trying to take her. She still kept quiet as it led her to where she saw a bunch of squares on the ground. The Cubone stopped her and started to speak again.
“Cubone, Cubone,” it said. Once again Little May didn’t understand what it said. Instead she stared at it. She remembered when once of the Channelers did their healings in front of the other orphans. “Cubone-bone! Cu!”
Whether she realized it or not, she understood what it wanted her to do. She stepped in it and felt better.
So they weren’t faking after all, she thought to herself. She stepped out of the squares and the Cubone nodded its head.
“Thank you Cubone,” she said as she patted the Cubone’s on the skull it wore. It blushed and she just laughed. Then they heard footsteps behind them as though they were rushing. Before they could react, someone grabbed the Cubone and slapped Little May hard enough to knock her over. She yelped when she hit the ground.
She wasn’t sure what, but then she heard a click. Something to her to freeze in which she did.
“You’re not escaping, little girl,” he said, obviously angry. “No one fucks with Team Rocket. Not annoying Pokémon, and not even annoying pesky kids, like you.” The other guy grabbed Little May’s arms and tightened as he forced her to face the Rocket Grunt who held and pointed the gun point blank at her. “No one is going to stop me from getting me that promotion. Is she tied up yet?”
The guy shook his head. “I guess I must’ve forgotten it.”
The other shot at his foot, apparently he missed on purpose. He kept the gun pointed at the two as he pulled a bag seemingly from out of nowhere, reached in, and pulled out some rope. He tossed it to the other. He straightened himself out as the other man tied up the girl. The man with the gun shifted the Cubone to under his arm. The skulled creature struggled as he tied her feet.
“Shut the fuck up!” the man yelled as he hit it with the butt of his gun. He kept hitting it when Little May started to scream and cry.
“Stop it! Leave Cubone alone!” she yelled. The man nodded and the other went over to slap her on the face.
“Be quiet, little girl. No need to play hero.”
She started to sob but it only angered the man bearing the gun even more.
“Shut up, you goddamn brat!”
By now the other changed his expression from excitement to who knows what else, to worry.
“Hey,” he started as he lifted his arms. “Calm down there, bud-“
Before he could finish, the man shot the other down.
Time slowed down as blood sprayed across Little May’s face. She gasped as her brain absorbed the scene and as the dying Grunt grabbed a red hair tie that hung in the girl’s dark hair, making her braid come undone.
The body barely made a noise but to Little May, it was a really loud one. The man shifted his gun to her.
“You want to cry anymore?!”
Little May shook her head furiously, causing the braid to loosen even more.
He put the gun back where he got it. Deciding to go up, the Cubone was still unconscious under his arm. He walked to the girl and lifted her up, placing her under his other arm as well. She whimpered as silently as she could. He chuckled which didn’t help her nerves.
There were gunshots outside the Tower and people screamed.
“Right on schedule,” he said. Little May turned, with a more frightened look, if she could ever muster it even more so. He then turned and continued up the stairs. She begged to whoever was listening to her prayers to help her, Cubone, and the other people through this situation. When they made it to the top, it was a lot cooler then from earlier. The man just threw her on the ground, causing her white sleeve to tear, and some bruising on her arm. She yelped in pain once more, but she also realized that near her were a pile of Cubone skulls.
She audibly gasped. She turned to the man who talked in a walkie-talkie. She didn’t understand what he said, but she did notice that he had a big grin on his face.
It was then she heard the loud crash of thunder and felt rain on her body. Apparently she had open wounds and the water from the starting rain made her aware of that. She slightly winced.
“Alright little girl,” she heard him say. “Promise me you won’t tell me anyone about this and I’ll give you a lesson in the birds and the bees.”
Even though she was young, there was something very dangerous about his voice. She started to wiggle if it meant for her escape. She closed her eyes - she didn’t want to see what he had in store.
Thwack.
The man fell down once again. The girl opened her eyes. She saw the Marowak - Cubone’s mother.
She ran to her Cubone and hurriedly untied it. Once it was loose, she went to Little May. She untied her and even helped her up since she knew she was injured. Little May went to check on Cubone, even going as far as picking it up.
“Cubone,” she said, “are you okay?” Admittingly, the Pokémon was heavy for her. The Cubone still didn’t answer. By now it was pouring harder.
“Marowak,” she started. The girl turned around. She pointed her bone towards the west area. Soon she saw spot lights and a voice boomed.
“This is the police,” he said into the bullhorn. “We have the Tower surrounded.”
Little May got curious and looked over the ledge. The weight was grand and she felt her leg limp. The spotlights shifted to her. Because the lights were bright, she winced slightly and even lifted the Cubone as best she could. She saw many police cars, firefighters (including the Pokémon that’d help them), and the ambulances. The officers (excluding the Pokémon of course) gasped. She could barely see but she heard a familiar voice as the rain poured.
“Little May!” Mr. Fuji yelled. “Are you okay?”
She opened her mouth to speak but she was silenced when someone wrapped an arm around her throat as he placed a gun to her head and laughed cynically. She dropped Cubone as onlookers gasped, screamed, if they weren’t already frozen by fright and suspense.
“Pidgeot!” cried out the flying Pokémon as it caught the skulled Pokémon on it’s back. It landed near the nearest Chansey who, immediately, placed it in the ambulance.
She heard the now familiar click of the gun.
“You do anything,” he whispered as rain poured and as tears went down her face, “and I mean anything that causes me to let those cops take me alive - I will get out and kill you.”
“Marowak!” She threw her bone as lightning flashed. He turned around and used Little May as a shield. It hit her arm and she screamed in pain. The Marowak almost froze when she realized that she had hit her. Once the bone was back in her possession, she jumped on the man’s head which caused him to drop her. She yelped, and fell on the ground on her already sore arm. She wasn’t able to get up. The man managed to get the Pokémon off his head. He saw that Little May couldn’t get up so a menacing smile graced his lips. The Marowak threw the bone at him again but this time he dodged it.
The mother jumped in front of her.
“Maro!”
The man got out his gun and pointed it at the two once again.
“Maro…” she growled. The young girl felt something familiar.
“Step off!” he growled as yet another strike of lightning flashed once more.
Now finding her voice, the Pidgeot behind the ledge she yelled as she tried to run and grabbed the Marowak. She pushed the man aside, but he pulled the trigger twice.
She didn’t know where it landed but she didn’t see the Pidgeot anymore. The screams below didn’t help her nerves. She heard more shots and felt the paw fall off her hand.
She gasped as she saw the Marowak fall right before her eyes. She didn’t pay attention to where she was going. She tripped over the edge and fell.
It was a strange feeling, falling. I thought I was diving into a beach over in Fuscia City. I saw everything from my earliest memories to what happened on the roof. Certainly, there’s no way to tell how long I was out. In fact, I thought I was dead since I didn’t feel anything. I did hear my name - my real name, not my nickname.
“Little May, Little May,” I’m going to say. “Don’t. It’s not time. I alone hold the responsibility for bringing Team Rocket down. Tell no one else about these words until I’m finally at peace.”
And that’s when I finally woke up.
There was a bright flash of light. She wanted to block it but found out the hard way that her arm was an incredible amount of pain. She cried as the Chansey nurse ran out to get the doctor. Soon a male doctor came rushing along with two Chanseys and a Blissey. He told them to check her stats and the Blissey held her down as he gave her the pain medication.
Within a few minutes, the pain subsided and she laid there.
“Are you feeling better?” asked the kind doctor.
Little May nodded.
He smiled.
She opened her mouth to speak when the door opened to a worried Mr. Fuji and a police officer.
“Sir, you cannot see her -“
“Little May, are you all right?”
She turned to him and nodded as she tried to get herself comfortable when she saw her arm in a cast.
“W-what happened?”
Mr. Fuji spoke before the doctor could.
“You fell off Pokémon Tower. Luckily, Officer Jenny’s Fearow managed to save you.”
She nodded as she bit her lip, a question that was just itching at her.
“H-how’s Cubone?” she asked.
“He’ll be fine. After you’re feeling better, you can visit him at the Pokémon Center if you wish.”
She nodded. After a long pause, she opened her mouth again.
“How’s Cubone’s mother?”
One of the Chanseys went over to fluff her pillow as Mr. Fuji gave out a long sigh.
“I’m afraid that,” he slowly said, “she didn’t make it unfortunately.”
Part Two