Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: The Unknown Hero

Vague Doubts

Blake's P.O.V.
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"Where are they?" Lonnie whimpered, anxiously pacing around in circles. "The rain is getting stronger by the moment! Do you think we should go after them?"

I turned my gaze outside, since our table is located behind Odette's, which has an amazing view of the forest outside town. The rain was pouring and the surroundings were wet from the water, shimmering from the light. I shook my head, taking a glance from Lonnie.

"There's no need to come after them. I'm sure that Philip would take care of Kate; the very best he can." I assured, smiling at her. That caused Lonnie to laugh, her ears pricking in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me? Kate could take care of herself with one paw tied behind her back! But still, I'm still worried for them, though. What could they be doing?"

I flinched, sensing that someone wet has shook the water out from his or her fur, splattering drops of water into my body. It was Philip. He was laughing with Kate, and somehow, their pelts were partly smeared with mud, weltered from the rain.

"Playing." Philip chuckled. Lonnie gulped and recoiled from the mess they are. I laughed, patting Lonnie on the back. She smiled with an adorable tilt of her head, causing me to blush deep red.

"You guys are full of mud," Lonnie says. "Since when did you learn not to bother the dirt and grime?"

"We didn't." Kate and Philip answered in sync. Philip blushed, looking away to hide his reddened face. I sighed, clenching my paws into fists. That made me sure of it. I'm sure he is the Philip I knew back then. He's acting like him and he talks like him. Whether he denies it or not, I'm sure that he is what he is. I couldn't believe that he didn't tell me about him.

"Philip. We need to talk." I rasped, giving his nerves a jar. The girls stared at us, baffled, as Philip nodded and padded after me, following me into a further distance which other Pokémon can't hear.

"What is it?" The Jolteon asked. I turned to him with a halfly formed frown, and the fire on my tail started blazing brighter than before.

"I know this may seem ridiculous, but have we met before?" I asked him as he frowned in disbelief.

"What?"

"I said, did we meet before?" I repeated, raising my voice. He gave a nervous laugh, his electricity coursing even more faster.

"I don't know if that's possible."

"You can't just deny it. You're Philip, my partner, my old friend! How can you hide your identity away from me? Look at the fact that you had the same name as before! You talk like him and you're exactly as you were back then! You're Philip, Philip! You can't just forget about the past! Don't you know I've spent ages looking for you even almost everyone confirmed you were dead?!" I growled, staring at him in disbelief. Philip averted his gaze, gritting his teeth. He shook his head, looking up to me with remorse.

"I'm sorry. I wish I knew, but I couldn't be the one you were talking about. Even I forgot who I am, still trying to pursue my long forgotten memory. I'm sorry, Blake; I couldn't be him. But still, I wish you luck for looking for your friend." He said, quietly.

"Why would you? I already found him! I already found you!"

"Listen, Blake. I don't want to hurt your feelings, but I already said that I'm not him. I don't even know who I am. Then how could I know that? If I did, then I would've told you about it already. Just please, just leave me alone for now."

And with that, the electric fox turned tail, leaving me devastated, completely draining my hopes. I glared, landing a frustrated punch on the wooden wall. I thought I finally did it, but all of my efforts were in vain. There was no way I could just mistake him for my old partner. Why did I think of that...?