Chapter 10: Voltflare, the Equilibrium Casualty

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*Nathan's POV*

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Nervously, I lift my head from the ground and ask,

"Is anyone else here?!"

Coughing profusely, I slowly stand up while the smoke of the explosion quickly dissipates into the air. I turn my head from side to side, scanning the surroundings for any of the others. Then my eyes catch sight of Voltflare, but I immediately wish I hadn't seen his broken frame, crumpled in the ruins of the Rocket Hideout.

No! No, please! He can't be...

Tears well up in my eyes, and I run over the broken frame of my friend. I fall to my knees and wrap my arms around him, crying.

"Please, you can't be dead! Don't die on me!" I speak into his fur, if only to reassure myself. Then, he rolls over, and I catch sight of the metal object protruding from his chest. Part of the shrapnel of the Hideout had been flung into him during the chaos, and it had obviously broken something important.

"No! Voltflare! Speak to me! Please!" I cry out to the Equilibrium Pokemon, but he doesn't respond.

Clair wakes up soon after and sees me clutching Voltflare's body, tears streaming down my face, and she, too, begins to cry.

I turn back to Voltflare and begin to work at removing the piece of metal from his chest.

Come on... I'm not going to let him die from metal poisoning, especially not metal from that modern-day holocaust facility! My adrenaline spurs me on, and I wrap both hands around the jagged metal, careful not to cut myself in the process.

3.. 2.. 1! I yank as hard as I can in the exact same direction as the object had penetrated Voltflare's body, and it comes free with a sharp release of air. The Equilibrium Pokemon gasps in pain, and a red liquid falls from the hole I had just made, if only to further spite me. Voltflare tries to open his mouth to talk, to tell me something, but all that comes out are short, raspy breaths. My spirits sink.

That noise... Something vital was punctured, and I know he isn't going to recover from it... I turn away from Voltflare and bury my face in my hands.

A slow, pained voice from the Equilibrium Pokemon rotates my head in an instant. His last words are like a knife in my heart.

"You... You put your life on the line for me... I... I'm sorry that I could never return the favor... But... But I have one last thing to ask you, Nathan. Can you... Can you bury me... In my vi... village? I want to... I want to rest there... Ungh..."

I hug him more and more tightly as blood trickles from the exposed wound in his chest.

"Mother, Father, I know you can't hear me anymore, but we were always together. I want you to know that."

Then, he turns his head to me.

"Before I die, I just... I just want to tell you... That you're the best Trainer... That I could have ever asked for. I only knew you for a little while, but it was a small amount of time that I'll cherish forever. Goodbye, Nathan!"

He lifts a weak paw to me, and I clasp it with both hands. Then, his eyes close, and a single tear falls from his face to the damp ground underfoot.

A few minutes later, Lance descends from the sky, his Dragonite tentatively walking towards us. I look at the two newcomers, and a desperate idea forms in my head.

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