My Pokemon Story

Chap.☕17

Kiawe's POV.
My head spun at all of this new information. Tapu Koko actually marked young kids. Cally is only 15.

I can't believe that Tapu Koko actually marked such young people. Ages 13-17 are the ones marked. Why so young though?

I was brought out of my thoughts when the door opened. I turned to face Brock in the doorway.

"Supper is ready. Get down here and eat before we devour it all," Brock teased.

"On our way," Gladion grinned. He turned to Cally. "Can you keep food down?"

"I think I can now. The sickness is only supposed to last about twenty minutes for three days straight," she nodded.

"Race, ya," Ash exclaimed to Pikachu, and they took off down the hall.

"Are you okay to walk," I asked Cally with slight concern.

She tried to stand, but she almost collapsed. Gladion grabbed her arm, pulling it around his neck.

"Guess not alone," she laughed. I smiled faintly.

"Come on, Kiawe," Brock waved me over. I walked over to him, and I left the room followed by them.

"What's wrong, Kiawe?" Lana piped up when I entered the kitchen. I grabbed an apple from the counter and left the mansion without a word.

I sat down on the front porch with Marowak at my side. I bit into the apple and tore a piece off, giving it to Marowak. He munched on the piece of apple happily while I sat in thought.

Every once in a while I would take a bite of the apple and give a piece to Marowak.

Soon, the apple was gone, and I gave the core to Marowak who ate it in happiness. When he finished, he looked up at me with worried eyes.

"Marow," he said.

"Nothing. I'm fine, Marowak," I replied.

"Marow."

"Really. I am. I'm fine, boy."

"You don't look fine," A voice commented behind me. When I turned around, Ash was standing there.

327 words.