Pokemon: Blood Curse!

Chapter 21: To Grieve over loss.

A/N: I'm back! Sorry for the loooong wait, lol! I was so hyper-focused on completing my Power Ranger fanfics. I NEEDED to write a couple, to get it off my chest. XD

Anyway! I'm back on track :D!

(Opening Theme!)

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The rain pattered on the roof of her Treehouse. The next day came around and Matsuo had never left her side. There was only silence and sorrow in the air. Broken, she was. Staring through the screened part of the kitchen as she remained at her table.

Tears stained her cheeks and red around her eyes were proof of how long she cried. The buff man who was in a chair next to her never removed his attention from her, nor had his Pokemon when they stayed in the living room and watched on the sidelines.

Pokemon who peered through the screens and windows the best they could, made whimpers of worry and could feel the pain reflected on her face. The Treehouse guardian, Mel, her best friend, and a friend to other Pokemon in the forest, was supposedly killed.

No one moved, no one dared to speak a word of what happened yesterday. Prince and Torch couldn't believe that a life was taken, but the reality of it was too real. "Marce..." Meigu whispered and trailed for a moment, as he lifted the back of his fingers to gently caress her cheek. He didn't care if it was a kind of affection that only lovers would show, he wanted her to know that she wasn't alone. "Do you want some tea?" He made sure to keep his voice quiet. In a situation like this, he couldn't find it in himself to express joyous energy. She needed time to grieve, to heal, and he knew it. They all did.

Her subtle nod was all he needed, for he stood up, and wandered around her kitchen. "Prince, can you help me, please? I don't know where she keeps her tea, so I need some help looking," Brown eyes looked at Amber ones when he saw Prince leave the couch and give him a nod. "Thanks. I need someone to notify Mewtwo about what happened," Again, he kept his voice low to not disturb the brunette.

All of a sudden, the Poliwrath from his Pokeball, popped out and looked at him. The determination in her eyes and the white fist placed on her chest told him that she wanted to do it. "You want to? I suppose... I don't have a Flying-type Pokemon that could fly that distance. Are you sure you want to swim there, Geyser?" Concern over his Pokemon's well-being, made his brows knit, and fully faced her.

However, when Geyser made a quiet cry to reassure, he smiled. "Alright. Go ahead then. Do you know the way there?" As soon as he asked, he saw her give him a salute and straighten up like a soldier in an army. "Good. I have to stay here with her... She won't be able to take care of herself, in her condition. Thank you, Geyser. I'm counting on you," From there, he watched his water Pokemon nod, march out of the kitchen, and past the others in the living room.

Suddenly, flashes of Team Rocket's faces appeared in his mind. When he looked at Prince who stared at him from the side and slowly pulled out a box of Green Tea, he knew he was trying to tell him that Team Rocket saw the display. "Those goons? Yeah, I don't know if they're still around here or not. But what they saw, I can only hope they won't try and cause Marceline any trouble. She's already going through a lot and has been through too much in the past. She doesn't need more," Sighing, nodding to his Pokemon who gave him the box, he opened it and took out a tea bag.