Zyneon Champion's Secrets ( Pokémon/Doctor Who Crossover )

I'm Sorry, What?

NEW CHARACTER!! YAY!! Anyways I am super excited for this chapter!!  It's a bit longer than the last couplt!! hope you like it, and as always sorry for any spelling mistakes!!

Chapter 19

I'm Sorry, What?

Emily's POV

That voice brought back so many memories. Memories that I wanted left locked away inside my head. Proton and Terra also knew this voice so well. I got up from the side of Lysandre and let him be. My anger was switched with sorrow and sadness. That voice was the reason why I hated being what and who I was. I looked up to see a young 18 year old girl. Her ghostly figure in front of me. " Lyra?" i asked out my voice filled with despair. She took a step forward and smiled at me. " Hello again, Emily." She smiled once more. And seeing her smile, it made me smile as well.

"Who's Lyra?" I heard Augustine ask. That was right thought. I never talked about Lyra or about what happened. The memories always came folding back to me. "Lyra is Emily's DEAD best friend" Proton rang out. Putting the emphasis on ' Dead'. " How she die?" Augustine asked in reply. " When we were all 18, and when Terra was just turning 17. Emily had just gotten bitten by her EX- boyfriend who was a vampire. Emily has killed him right after her change. But not without putting up a fight." Augustine nodded saying he understood what was being said. " She still wasn't able to control her powers. Emily was badly hurt in that battle and it caused her to regenerate. So she did. When she did, Emily had an extreme amount of energy that she was unable to control. So when Lyra called her mental for killing him. Emily snapped and she attack Lyra. She ripped her heart out and sliced her skin with her nails. And with Lyra being anemic she bled faster than a normal human. But to make matters worse, Your lovely girlfriend through Lyra across a Forest. Lyra and I were dating at the time, so you can imagine how angry I was." Proton finished. Augustine was speechless. Not moving. Hell I didn't even know if he was breathing!! 

Than I stepped forward and spoke out. " After that I went into depression. Not only did I loose my boyfriend, but my BEST friend. I tired to kill myself. After I realized that I couldn't die, or even come close I used Tattoos of giving myself pain. Even that didn't hurt me much at all." I said now coming closer to the group. 

"Is that why you have so many?" Augustine asked. " In a way, yes. I mean I always wanted them. But they also gave me that pain that I was looking for. But every single one of these tattoos have stories behind them" I said pointing to my arms and legs. I looked back over to Lyra she was giving Augustine a ' Don't you fucking hurt her' kinda look. " How can you be here?" I asked her. " I am still dead Emily. That has not changed. But my soul still lives. But not for long. I can feel it fading." She answered. My body was frozen. I couldn't move and I didn't know why. " Oh Emily what have you done this time?" she sighed at her remark. But so did I. " He released my secret" I pointed to the dying Lysandre on the ground. " He was using me as well. Using me to destroy the world. As he knew I would protect it over my own life. But also to destroy me" I stated. She nodded at me. " That's Lysandre isn't it?" she spoke. I nodded. " God he has changed so much." she almost looked as if she was crying. But she held it back.

" Lyra better question. Why are you here?" I asked and added. " I mean I did kill you after all." She laughed. " Emily you know how you can travel through time because of who are?" She stated, and I nodded. " You know how you can see the future that isn't yours. Just with parts that involve you they replaced by a black mark." I nodded again. Where was she going with this? " i'm here because a little 15 year old Time lord girl told me too." she smirked. It all started to come back to me. When I was 15, I had my first regeneration and went around warning 3 people. I didn't think that Lyra was one of them. She changed so much in years alive. No wonder Lyra always looked familiar. But so did Augustine that one day. I didn't know the last person, But they knew me. I could only bring myself to 3 words.

" I'm sorry, What?"