Unpredictable (Pokémon Fanfic)

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Peridot's P.O.V.

I should've payed more attention. I should've listened. I should've believed him. Why didn't I?

When I saw Camille and Lilac earlier, I should've talked to them. I knew they weren't here for anything good. I ignored them. I'd thought that maybe it wasn't them that had attacked us. I'd thought that maybe they weren't that bad. I had no reason to believe that. Well I mean, I kinda did but still. Everything pointed to them having attacked us. I guess I just didn't want to believe. Well, look at what that got me.

When I saw Camille and Lilac walk up to Sien-Stephanie, I should've tried to stop them. In my head, I knew they weren't just gonna talk. Just in general, I knew they weren't just gonna talk. Jasper had warned me about them. I just didn't listen.

When they started battling, I stood there. I think I was shocked. I think I was considering what Jasper had told me. I. . . didn't like how I was feeling.

When Sienna ran after her Espeon, I guess what Jasper said left my head. Sienna was defending her Pokémon, not even thinking about herself. She couldn't have possibly. . .

When I started battling, I think I'd forgotten why. I called out Altura. Altura. My Leafeon with a weakness to the Crobat and no moves to affect a Goodra. Did I not wanna battle? Maybe I'm just stupid. I've never been the best at battling. . . I'm just being stupid. I. . . I don't know. I can't even think right now.

"Perry," Camille whined, "Why are you fighting us? What did we ever do to you?" I thought that maybe she was flirting with me or something. I'm stupid. She was taunting me. I didn't say anything. I couldn't think of anything to say.

When I saw Si- I mean Stephanie, my heart stopped. Her movements were unnatural and jerky. Lilac and Camille turned and looked. They never turned back to me. They just stared, stupefied.

Stephanie hopped to her feet, her Espeon falling from her arms. Her movements were uncontrolled and terrifying. My heart raced. Something had flashed in her hands. It was a knife. I didn't know that until she cut Lilac's Goodra. She moved so scarily fast. It was creepy. Her short reddish-brown hair normally obscuring her face was whipped behind her. I could see her face perfectly.

Other trainers saw her slashing at Goodra, Crobat, and eventually even Altura. They started to help, sending out their own Pokémon. They were all nervous though. They were only going for distance attacks. She was somehow dodging them. It was like she was possessed. I saw her eyes. I wish I hadn't. The cold, pure, crazed insanity. She herself looked scared. Maybe she was terrified of herself.

The fighting got closer and closer to Lilac and Camille. Camille kept moving back, but Lilac held her ground. I think she wanted to stop Stephanie. I'm sure of it. Either way she shouldn't have tried. Stephanie turned toward her. Lilac stiffened. For a brief second, I could see Lilac's eyes become filled with fear.

Then Stephanie stabbed her. And kept going. And kept going. And wouldn't stop. She just kept on stabbing her. And there was just so much blood. And she was screaming so loud. And she just—

"Perry!" I jump. Jasmine. Oh, yeah. I'm in a room with other people. I take a breath, try to calm my breathing, try to focus my thoughts.

Jasmine turns to me. There is a look of pity in her eyes. That's a look I've been getting a lot for the past four years. Ever since I lost my brother. Since he was killed. "Perry, are you going to be alright?" She looks sincere but I'm going to be honest: I've never liked Jasmine. I don't think she likes me either. She's just being courteous. She liked Malachi more. They were best friends before we moved.