Pokémon Gladion x Moon - More than a Friend

Part 19

Okay back to Moon

Moon woke up in a very dark room she didn't recognize. She was laying down in a bed with her hand handcuffed to the pole. "Heh, so the kid's awake." A dark gravely voice said. "I think so." another voice said, this time feminine but still scary. "Where am I?" Moon said weakly. "Oh miss Champion wants to know where she woke up?" The female voice said mockingly. "Fat chance. We aren't just your run of the mill thugs like Team Skull, we mean business." She continued. It took her a few seconds to get it, but then she realized she had been kidnapped. Moon groaned, she recognized this kind of pain. "So... Hungry..." "Oh boo hoo, poor little brat can't go a day without food." The woman insulted. "Hey, just went through her phone, I think our best bet is with the Aether boy." A third voice similar to the first said. Aether boy? Were they talking about Gladion? "What's going on?" She asked. "Wow you sure are naive. Look Honey, were gonna put you up for ransom. Y'know, get money for giving you back." The female voice answered. They weren't going to let her go unless they got paid? "You evil-" Moon started. "Yeah yeah, were monsters who don't deserve to live, We've heard it all before." The gravely voice interrupted. "Hmm... So you really think this Gladion boy is a better shot than her mom?" The female voice asked. "Totally. They're really close and he's rich." The third voice answered. Moon knew from the bottom of her heart that he would give all his money to save her. This is so unfair! Moon started crying. Not just because she was trapped and held for ransom, but because she wasn't worth the ungodly amount of money she knew Gladion would through at them to get her home safely. "Please... Just let me go... I-I promise I won't tell anyone what you did just... Please" Moon pleaded. She couldn't see much, but she could see one of the people making a motion with their hands to look like a mouth moving up and down. Moon had nothing else to do but cry herself to sleep. 'In a dream, I won't be in this mess.' she thought.