Infected

Chapter 9

Two figures dressed in red watched the scene unfold from afar, their eyes wide at the blue events. Dropping the recording device, the grunt tapped his radio, "Sir?! Sir, come in! "

The two young grunts waited nervously for a response, nearly jumping as the gruff, "What?! Did you succeed?"

"N-No sir. B-but we found someone of interest... Sending over the files now," with a few clicks, the recording of the event was sent to the source.

"Where is this? Where are you?" The voice asked, a hint of interest hidden deep in his deep voice. The grunt on the left sent the coordinates. A satisfied grunt came from the source, "Stay there and make sure that boy doesn't leave. I will go and get him personally,"

"Y-Yes sir,"

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Misty sighed tiredly, watching the weak body beside her softly. His body had blue tattoo​ like markings along his arms and down his torso and up his face. They glowed dimly, a faint aqua glow that lit up his features. A oxygen mask was placed against his mouth and nose, helping him breathe.

Misty looked up across the room, where alive, yet exhausted trainer were laying. Scars from the battle remained on their body, leaving deep lines if red along their frames. Their Pokemon sat lovingly beside them, not leaving their sides ever again. Nurses and Doctors were treating them for exhaustion.

A quiet groan came from the body beside her. Ash hadn't woken up at all after the strange lights. Whatever power he had inside him, it had saved well over a hundred lives, not including the infected he had miraculously healed. But it had come with a price, and the price took quite the toll on his body, spreading these markings along his body.

Pikachu, who was sleeping on Misty's lap, woke with a start, it's small body jumping.  The redhead rubbed it's back as it settled back down to rest. Pikachu had been pretty badly injured as well, small canine tooth scars hidden under it's fur on its neck. Hell, even Suicune had been hurt a little.

Misty finally sighed again, shutting her own eyes. How did they get here? In a world where Pokemon randomly attacked people. It was only felt like yesterday since she was laughing with Brock, joking about how the days events had been while eating their dinner.

"Hey,"

The voice nearly scared Misty out of her skin. She looked around sharply to find Serena standing behind her. Misty mentally sighed in relief.

"O-oh I'm sorry. Did I frighten you?" She asked, a hint of worry on her face. Misty responded by blowing the bangs out if her face.

"Just a little..."

"Sorry," she apologized, taking a seat beside the gym leader. She trained her eyes on the boy in front of her, "Anything?"

"A few groans here and there, his 'tattoos' seemed to have e lost a bit of their glow," Misty said, thinking back on the last few hours of watch. The group were taking turns watching over Ash, but Serena had gone early every time. She was worried.

"Did he...I don't know, ever tell you about these powers?" Misty asked quietly, more to herself than anyone. Serena furrowed her brows in thought for a moment, before closing her eyes.

"I think he mentioned something about it. He said he had the same aura as some Prince that saved the world once before, and that he could bearly summon it. He's never really talked about it since," Serena explained, looking at the frame of Ash, "He was never able to do this before though,"

"He has done it once before..." Misty said quietly. Serena looked at her in question, which made Misty sigh.

"It all started a long time ago..."

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HA IM SO EVIL

Nothing much here, just some bonding and some history.

Next chapter is going be interesting...

(Also anewbookmightbeincomingidk )

Till next time,

Sy