(REMAKE IS UP!) Restitution (CLOSED)

Chapter 22: More Than Friends

I was walking around the city, moving through the crowd. Most of them didn't pay attention to me for long, but most did second-glance when they saw my coat. I'd have to eventually ask why everyone keeps gawking at the colors, but for right now, my objective was just to get out and go north. As I tried going further north, the crowd seemed to get denser as I tried to push up. It seemed to get harder and harder to get through without attracting attention. I had to think of something else before I got pinned in one spot. I didn't want attention, and the damp atmosphere was not helping me. As I was about to take an alleyway to get away from the crowd, that's when they all stopped and looked at me. I tried pushing through the crowd, but they had formed like a wall.

"E-excuse me, I'm just trying to-"

"Trying to what you little s███? Escape?" I quickly turned around, my eyes widening in horror. I tried to turn and make a break for it, but the crowd had changed from Pokémon to humans. All with the dark expression as my father. They grabbed my shoulders and threw me back, making me land on my butt as I hit the ground. I looked back at my father, approaching me at a walking pace, cracking his knuckles and his neck.

"Face it Cassius, you'll never escape us. No matter where you are, no matter what world, you will be brought back to us in the end."

"Just leave me alone! I don't want to be with you f██████!" The crowd started scoffing and laughing.

"You think you have a choice in this? You're even dumber than I thought you were." I tried to gather up what courage I could, forming a fist and tried to hit my father. All I got was him grabbing my hand and headbutting me, then kneeing me in the stomach and a kick in the side of the head. I crumbled to the ground, holding my stomach. The crowd was scorning and jeering, taunting and insulting.

"You're pathetic. You're not my son, and you'll never be anything more than a tool."

"P-please, s-stop."

"Oh, now you're pleading? You disgust me. You're only kept alive for one reason, and that's to serve me." I looked my father in the eyes, still trembling and holding my stomach.

"Cassius!" The voice sounded... sounded like....

"R... Ren... Rena?" I used whatever strength I could to push myself up with one arm. When I stood up, I turned around, but I didn't see Rena. I saw something more horrifying. My mother. The crowd was giving way for her to approach. My body started to convulse in fear. I started to hear something behind me, something that wasn't my father. To make matters worse, I could hear Rena's voice call out to me, but the cry was becoming more and more in distress. I heard someone clicking their tongue on the roof of their mouth.

"Pitiful, meaningless, waste of life." The voice was a combination of my fathers and someone else's. I turned my head slowly towards the noise, and what I saw made me pale. Two ringed yellow eyes, narrowed down to slits as I saw two large circular ears. It started laughing softly, then increased in volume as it turned hysterical. It lunged out at me. I screamed, flailing my arms as I felt myself being tangled around. My scream wasn't the only one either. I felt myself crash on the ground as gravity had pulled me down. I desperately struggled to remove what was covering me. As I threw off the furry item, which I found out later was a blanket, I immediately backed myself up until my back hit the closest wall. I was breathing heavily as I saw something else land on the curtain on the other side of the room. I was now finally registering what, or more specifically who the other scream belonged to. At the top of the curtain, clinging on to them was Veronica. From what it looked like, her claws were pinned inside the curtain and keeping her suspended on the curtain. When she had stopped screaming, she took in as much air as I was, looking at me completely alert.