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Mikaruge's tears

An AU where quirky humans with abilities  take over the world and consume humans to gain power i'm sorry i was bored  ✨also I'm feeling like writing angst today so- go on. 

TW: Mention of violence and gore. Please leave if you aren't comfortable with these topics.m Thank you :) have a nice day <3

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     Gou had a- peaceful life until he was 15. He enjoyed even the rainy days in life as Professor Sakuragi's assistants. His life with his partner, Satoshi, was comfortable and warm. He finally found his happy place. And the world decided to destroy it. The world decided to crush everything. 

        Somewhere, a Mikaruge had  possessed its trainer, and the trainer started to become violent and uncontrollable. Instead of consuming souls, the souls spread. It spread like a virus. The infected gained abilities just like pokemon. That's at least what Onion said. No one actually knows how the Mikaruge possessed its trainer. The world was in chaos. Anyone who came in contact with these infected ones would be attacked, and consumed by them. If lucky, the person would be able to escape or get infected. However the not so fortunate ones perish. The outbreak  reached Lateral Town  while the two research partners and koharu were there for vacation. Satoshi had  went out to get pastries  , while Gou stayed home with a small fever that he could easily shake off, and Pikachu who chose to stay with his trainer's partner. The fever saved both his and the little mouse's life. Satoshi was never seen again. 

      Gou had fled to Onion's gym, probably one of the safest places on earth currently. Onion was a ghost type specialist. He should know about these things. 

   "Gou, a-again, I-i have never encountered this before," 

  "Onion, it's been 10 months. How are we not any closer to finding a cure?" Gou groaned and banged his forehead on the table, Pikachu petting his head with a concerned frown. 

   "I'm s-sorry..." Gou glanced up at the small boy. Onion was a mess. His hair was frazzled and his clothes were crumpled and wrinkly. Gou can't remember  the last time Onion slept. The table was piled with books of Ghost Pokémon, but those countless sleepless nights were all in vain . 

    "Nono... you know what it's my fault. I let my anger out on you. I'm sorry," Gou went up and ruffled Onion's hair, whom gave visibly jumped, before settling in on the warm and fuzzy feeling . 

    The only ones left in the gym were Tokio, Shigeru, Gou and the gym leader himself. Onion had tried contacting other ghost type specialists in  other regions, and so far only contacted Matsuba , who was also barely surviving. With so little people left,  Gou wasn't sure if they could live it down. Saito's gym was larger and more well known, so people of Lateral Town went there instead of Onion's gym. However, the fighting type gym  was attacked a while back. Everyone in there became infected. They all tried to pry their way in Onion's gym, but due to the strong Defence Desumasu and Gengar put up, the infected  failed miserably, and the 4 of them were safe. For now. 

   Life has a habit of pulling mutuals together again and again. The 3 survivors didn't expect to meet each other in Onion's gym. But by now they were already used to the surprises that are usually thrown at them.  

  "Gou? Onion? It's time to visit the others," a head popped out from the door, and there was Tokio.

      "Already?" Gou and Onion faced the large grandfather clock across the room. Sure enough, Tokio was right. It's visiting time.