Episode 22

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Still in the subway station 

Aidan: ... 

Shanir: Hey. Wanna talk? 

Aidan: No. 

Shanir: So I go away for a few days and now all of a sudden you're a different Pokemon in more ways than one. 

Aidan: I don't want to talk ok. Leave me alone. 

Shanir: ... You're hiding something. Tell me, what is it? You should know I won't take no for an answer. 

Aidan: Figured as much. Fine. I'll talk. 

Shanir: What's got your tail in such a twist that made you go ballistic on the Snivy Sisters? 

Aidan: They're working for Team Plasma that's what. Team Plasma happens to hold a dark place in my heart. 

Shanir: Did they take something from you? Or, someone? 

Aidan: My family. You see, when I was just a kid my family and I lived in Castelia Park. No cares in the world with an open area to run around and live in. But then, one day, Team Plasma came there and started snatching up Pokemon, including my mom and dad. They left me since they thought I wasn't strong enough for what they needed. They even said stuff like, 'Don't worry. Once our goals are achieved and Pokemon can live free from human's, you'll see your family again. ... and I never did see my mom and dad again. After that day, this, burning hatred boiled inside of me. Those Pokemon that remained tried to calm me down, but I was too furious to listen. I ended up scaring all of them into next week and swore vengeance against Team Plasma for what they did. During the day I'd protect Castelia Park and keep any grunts far, far away from us. But by night, I'd stroll the city looking for more grunts to take down. I'd freed a lot of Pokemon from their clutches, mostly rats and cats, but it was still something. But I never found my parents in that time. And as I attacked more and more grunts with less and less signs of my mom and dad, the angrier I got. To the point where at one point, ... I killed some grunts in anger. 

Shanir: ... wow. I-I can't imagine what you went through for those years. 

Aidan: At the time I didn't care about what I did. 'One less evil pawn in the world means less Pokemon lives would be destroyed by them. But, I would later start to regret the things I did. And after months later with Team Plasma sightings all but gone. I felt, empty. I dedicated this part of my life to get revenge on those who ruined my life, and now it was all gone. So, I guess as a sort of coping mechanism, I developed a new persona of sorts. One that looked shy, lonely, and not willing to pick a fight. Of course, a face can only hide so much. That raw power still resides in me, and it only grows stronger as we continue. 

Shanir: So, you regret having this power. 

Aidan: No. I did what I had to for me to survive. I protected more lives from being ruined. That's all that matters in the end. 

Shanir: Huh. Sounds like my relationship with Ontario. No matter what danger he gets himself into, I'll always be there for him. 

Aidan: Hmm. I guess it's nice you have someone to look after. 

Shanir: Yeah. It is nice. 

Aidan: Hey, thanks for talking. But, you mind keeping this whole, dark past thing a secret between the two of us. 

Shanir: You don't want to tell the others? 

Aidan: Not, yet. I will of course. Just not now. Now, let's go back. 

Shanir: You still gonna keep that attitude or... 

Aidan: Everyone already knows I'm a monster. What's the point of hiding. leaves 

Shanir: ... Aidan... walks after him

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