A Tale of Two Rivals

My Life During 'Disaster of Disguise'

After my long run, it felt very reassuring to enter the stillness of the Pokémon Center. As I panted hard from my long run, it felt even more reassuring when Nurse Joy's smile instantly told me that Roselia was going to be alright after a while in recovery.

I handed my pokémon off to Nurse Joy and took a second to breathe out. I had still been processing the thoughts I had conveniently repressed on my way to the Pokémon Center during my mad sprint.

Of course, one thing was absolutely certain about the events for tomorrow's Pokémon contest; I was not going to enter it. Of course, it was not like I had no other options for a pokémon during the Verdanturf Contest, but I just knew that I would not have wanted to leave my Roselia's side for when she had finally woken up; something of which Nurse Joy had told me would be a few hours at the earliest. My Roselia just meant far too much for me to just walk away from her and compete. She was after all my first ever pokémon and my best pokémon partner, and I had once vowed to always honor our friendship.

There was also the fact that I had felt too much emotion at the time. I could not remember the last time I had felt this much of... anything, really. Seriously, though, I could actually count on just one hand how many times I had actually managed to lose control of my emotions throughout the entirety of my life. I could not only count all of those times with just one hand, but it also never got any easier whenever my emotions went awry on me. It had always been an extremely foreign feeling, that I basically never knew what to do about it.

I was angry, so angry about what had happened to my Roselia at the time. Whoever this 'Phantom' guy was, he clearly got a surefire rise out of injuring others' pokémon and running away from what he had done thereafter. It completely sickened me to my core. I just could not even imagine that there were people in this world that were that demented. I guess that the 'Phantom', however, was undeniable proof that there were such people in this world.

Nurse Joy had told me that according to her calculations regarding my Roselia and the pain medicine Joy had administered, she had to stay in the Pokémon Center for at least seven hours... and that was just to rest off the pain medicine. Nurse Joy told me that I would be free to stay in the Pokémon Center or head out and that I was welcome to head back whenever I wanted to see how the process of the treatment on my pokémon was going.

Yours Truly: I hope you can help it, Nurse Joy.

Of course, I knew all too well that with the rage I had felt at the time that I was guaranteed to make mistakes and say things that I just knew I would regret later on. I needed someplace to vent my frustrations other than the Pokémon Center. Anywhere else would have done, just not at the Pokémon Center.

I swore at the time that I would be there for my Roselia when she finally woke up as I had also sworn that I would be back in the Pokémon Center before Roselia could wake up. Of course, I had even sworn that I would stay with Roselia the entire time she had to stay in the Pokémon Center until she was in much better condition than she was at the time. At that particular moment, however, I knew that I had just needed some time to sort my emotions out and just had to get out of there, as such.

Of course, however, the universe would just not let me win at the time, especially not when I had heard a voice. It was also a girl's voice, at that. It was not just any girl's voice, however, oh no, no, no. I immediately recognized it as her voice.

Girl's voice: Drew!

Oh, it was May, all right. Obviously, she also had her friends tagging along with her, as well. All four of them came up to me, clearly wanting to initiate a conversation between themselves and me. Unfortunately for the four of them, their will to talk to me, along with their very presence, had come after I had already sworn off even so much as a memory or any form of acknowledgement towards the very existence of other people at all even if it had only been for a few hours, give or take.