C-Cis and the Adventures of Team Plasma

Part 6

The female looked at C, worried. They wore a basic uniform, had orange hair and green eyes. C looked at her, not really knowing what to say. "298. Are you ok?" She asked. "Huh? Oh yeah!" C said in a monotone voice. He lit another cigaret and started to smoke. The female grunt smiled. "I heard you have joined due to Colress in exchange of an experiment right?" She asked, curiosly. C nodded. "So? Why do you care?" He asked, monotone, making it seem like he didn't want to be talked to, which was indeed true. The female shrugged and went away. C started to do some situps out of boredom.

"Team Plasma Grunt 298. Go and get electric type pokemon at our location once we land. It should be tonight." Ghetsis told C through the earpiece. "Understood." C replied. He went to the sleeping room and layed down on his bed. He got out a small black box, big enough to hold a necklace or a ring in it. He opened it and got out its contents. A golden necklace with what seemed to be a diamond or crystal of some kind at the bottom as decoration. "I wish I could have given it to you." He thought, having another flashback.

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C was about 9 years old. His clothes were ripped and he stood infront of a jewelery, owned by a male who would beat up, if not even almost kill anyone that tried to steal. C would have never thought about stelaing from him before due to the fact that he reacted like that if he was chought doing so. "I want to get her something nice." He thought, as he snuck into the store behind a well dressed man. C hid inside untill the jewelery shop was closed and then he broke a glass display case with a golden necklace with a diamond or crystal of some sort at the bottom as decoration. He grabbed the box containing the necklace and broke the front door and ran to home, not noticing he had slightly cut himself on the way out and while breaking the said showcaise. He hid the box under a loose wooden plank in his room, so his parents wouldn't find and sell it for money. C left the way he entered his home - through zhe window. He went around the town and past the jewelery shop again, where the owner saw him and by tue way C walked by knew it would have had to be him who stole the necklace. The man charged at C with a dull knife, which he used to inflict a wound half the size of Cs chest as he screached in pain. Only the skin was torn of, showing the flesh under it, meaning it wasn't or at least was barely bleeding. C was left to himself after the owner had kicked him several times and thrown C into an alleyway. A person around Cs age layed there knocked out. C stole the shirt they wore and went back home and entered through the window again. He layed in bed and fell asleep.

The next day at midday C met a girl about a year younger than him. She smiled and the two hugged and greeted each other. They started to walk around and talk about their lives. C kept the wound he had gotten a secret and didn't say anything about the robbery he had done. He just couldn't tell her about the piece of jewelery he stole for her, as he though she wouldn't apprecheate it. Sophie was a happy and cheerfull girl, as she had a caring, nice and loving family, unlike C, who was raised by an abusive father and an alcoholic mother. He had gotten cold and a bit emotionless, yet he was still smiling and laughing around Sophie, which the both of them were happy about, as C could ask for help from her since Sophies mom had been a therapist.

A few weeks later C wanted to meet up with Sophie again, yet not she didn't arrive but her mother did. She looked at C, with sad eyes and said: "Sophie. . . died of starvation." Before leaving, with tears in eyes. C felt his heart shatter. He finally had gotten the courage to gift Sophie the necklace but now she was . . . dead. C went home and hid the box. He didn't mind the abuse from his dad that day, as he was too sad about Sophies death, since she had been the only person C trusted and most likely would ever trust, since she distracted him from his own mysery.

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C put the necklace back into the box and pocketed it. He sighed, tears ran down his face as he saw himself interacting with Sophie and hearing the sad message of her death. His eyes closed as he fell asleep with that exact message of Sophies mother repeating in his head.