Light The Way

Safe

A young Volt lay in his bed in Hammerlocke palace, the room filled with red velvet and blue burning candles. Small pokédolls lay on the floor, all dragon type, all but the small one in his arm which was a Wooloo. His bed was much to large for the right year old, being a king sized bed, the duvet the colour of blood. Amber eyes focused on the small black Wooloo plush in his arms, the authentic wool soft and cuddly in his arms. His blonde hair was kept short, but he had a bad case of bed head.

The sound of the door opening caused him to freeze, his body paralyzed, his eyes tightly closed, hoping it would stop what he knew was about to happen. He felt a body sit down on the bed beside him and a clawed hand ran through his hair.

"Time to get up baby boy," his uncles voice cooed right by his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. The mans hand slowly moved down his back to rest just over his butt, "you know it'll be easier if you get up now, Volt." Those words made the boy flinch and drop his Wooloo. The small boy slowly sat up, tilting his head to the left to show his neck and kept his eyes downcast. "Good boy," the man said as he leaned down and sank his teeth into the boys neck, right over the pulse point.

The words made his heart flutter but the sharp familiar pain in his neck caused him to wince, tears forming in his eyes. As expected the mans hand reached under him to cup his butt and lift him into his lap where the man was already excited. It was going to be a long night, and he just wanted to hug his Wooloo and disappear.

It took two hours for his uncle to be satisfied, leaving him blody and bruised in his bed. Volt tried to move but his body was numb, his eyes glazed over as he held his Wooloo plush tightly, trying to ignore the wetness all over his body from different bodily fluids. He cuddled the Wooloo and soft sobs left his damaged throat, the large handprint and bite mark like a choker on his tan skin.

The door opened again and he whimpered. He heard a womans gasp, and recognized the sound of his mother's voice. He slowly turned to face her, showing her the damage, his night clothes torn and bloodied, matted with sweat. Her face turned thunderous and Volt flinched. She softened and slowly approached him, she sat beside him and waited, and he finally fell into her balling his little heart out.

The woman was furious, she looked down at her child and let out a breath. He was her only child, having miscarried before him, yet she wasn't able to protect him. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't fight her brother, he would have her killed. Volt couldn't stay here, she was going to save him, she had to save him. She looked at the boys desk and grabbed the parchment and quill, quickly writing out a letter. She pulled out a small satchel that was in Volt's room and placed the letter and a pokéball inside. She picked up Volt and put the satchel over his shoulder, she grabbed her own pokéball and opened it, her Dragapult appearing in blaze of white.

She put the boy on the dragons back, making sure he was secure. Volt clung to her hand and whimpered. She gave him a sad smile and kissed his forehead, gently prying herself from his grip painfully.

"You'll be safe my little lightning dragon, you're going somewhere safe now," she told him. The little boy looked at her with tired amber eyes.

"Can't you come mummy?" He asked hoarsely. She felt tears run down her face and shook her head

"Take him to the Master," she told her pokémon, opening the large window, trying send the boy away before she cracked and kept him here. Dragapult gave her a look before the pokémon took off. She watched as they vanished into the night and let the sobs wrack her body as she watched her only baby leave. She would miss her son, but at least he would be safe from this hellhole.

Volt held on tight to the stealth pokémon, its speed incredible. The little boy looked down at the Galar region as it flew by, his eyes widening and his smile growing slowly. He held tight to the pokémon and rubbed his cheek against the scales, giggling as he enjoyed the cool breeze that blew over his skin. He didn't know how long he was on the pokémon, but one of the little Dreepy's came out and flew beside him cuddling up to him and his Wooloo.