Corvis sat on his bed, wearing a jacket zipped up to the top. He hugged the jacket tightly, trying to hold back tears as he sniffed. The words he heard were hard to forget. It was like a replay button that was infinitely being pressed over and over again in his head. He pulled his hood up over him as tears slowly rolled down,
"How did you get that ugly scratch?"
"Ewww I think I'm about to puke"
"Ahhh!!! Monster! Teacher Help me!!!"
Those were the kids' reactions when Corvis went back to his elementary school for the first time in awhile ever since the accident, and now he wished he just stayed at home or the hospital. He rather suffer at home than at school.
"Corvis?" he looked up to see his father as he walked into the room, sitting on the bed. "What's wrong buddy?" he said as he pulled Corvis closer to him. Corvis sniffed
"T-Those k-kids, they k-kept making f-fun of me," Corvis said in between tears, "They kept on saying things like how my arm was ugly and how they were scared of me," he said. "But I didn't do anything! All I wanted to do was make friends,"
"Then let em," his father said, confusing Corvis.
"Huh?"
"You're friends only said that because they're weak. People will always sad bad stuff about someone because they dont have what that person has," his father explained
"But what do I have that they don't, their arm doesn't always hurt, I always need to ask teachers for help" Corvis said with a big frown on his face
His father smiled as chuckled. He brought his finger up and pointed to Corvis' heart.
"Bravery and spirit," he said "You had the accident but look at you, you survived, you're spirit comes from you're bravery, you're stronger than them, don't ever let someone bring you down because one day, people will need your bravery and its up to you," he said
His father's words got to him, and Corvis knew, that he was right. He was only sad because of bad people, and to not be sad, he needed bravery, and to do that, he needed a strong heart.
"Ok!" he sniffed, wiping away the last of his tears as as he got up and took off the jacket, revealing the scar.
"I'm stronger than them," he said as his father smiled
"That's my boy," Nathan praised
The sun was shining upon Verdanturf down as Ethan was standing out side the pokemon centre, playing around with his gearphone while waiting for Sara and Chloe. It had been a good 20 minutes when Chloe last texted that they were almost finished with getting ready, for the second time. Ethan sighed as one thing was wandering in his mind
Where was Corvis?
The moment Ethan woke up this morning, Corvis was nowhere to be seen, he had left his bag, jacket and his pokebelt with all of his pokeballs except for Leon's. And only by the time he woke up, recevied a message on his gearphone of Corvis explaining his disappearance, but Ethan didn't completely buy it. It was just weird for Corvis to wake up in the middle of the night and just disappear.
The sounds of the pokemon centres opening, immedietly followed by a rush of footsteps caught his attention as Ethan turned around to see both Ethan and Sara running up to him. Both had done some of their makeup and even fixed up their hair.Finally
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Battle Scar 「POKEMON」
Fanfic"Having these scars doesn't mean that I'm weak nor I'm strong, it just means that I have the will to survive no matter what the situation is, haven't you heard, even the most strongest heroes bears the worst scars," ----- They say scars takes time...
