“All I’m saying is, it puts all sorts of pressure on not only the Pokemon, but the trainers themselves! Haven’t you seen how some parents pressure their kids into being the very best at Pokemon? And by very best, I mean specifically battling, that’s a lot of pressure to put on a child when there’s almost literally thousands trying to do the same thing.” Faye rambled on as she and Jen made their way through the streets of Mauville, looking for a quieter place to have lunch. The city was bustling with news on the Pokemon World Tournament, much to Faye’s irritation.
“I get it!” Jen said, raising her hands a little. “Honest, I do, I see where you’re coming from! I probably wouldn’t be here either except for watching out for Logan…”
Okay if she had to be honest, hearing about this was starting to get aggravating. It had been almost literally all Faye had been talking about since yesterday. Jen had to practically plead her to come down at all. Now that she was, she wasn’t sure if it was such a good idea.
“I just don’t trust her… Something is going on here. They got way too close way too fast, I just…” she shuddered a bit. “I don’t like it, something’s up. And I’m gonna find out… what…?”
As they walked past an alley, something caught Jen’s eye. Something in there. No, someone in there. “Holy crap, Faye, he’s bleeding!” Sunlight glinted off the blood covering the unconscious man’s face, and it caused a pit to form in her stomach as she grabbed at Faye’s shoulder.
“Sorry, it’s just that- I know, sorry, ugh, just yeah.” the brunette shook her head, and sighed to herself, casting a side glance at her friend. “Have you tried to confront her about all this anyways? Then again.. if they’re as manipulative as you say they are.. Hmm.. Maybe confront her in front of your cousin, see how she reacts to-”
Faye had kept walking on ahead, only turning when she heard her name called, a sense of panic when she saw the man lying on the street, unmoving. She stepped forward first, dragging Jen with her and stepped over the man, crouching down near him. First instinct to check for a pulse and his breathing.
Getting dragged forward snapped Jen out of her shock and she quickly followed Faye into the alley. She stood nearby, hands wringing her bag strap as she watched Faye check the man out. He seemed like he was okay, aside from the injuries on his face anyway. As Faye’s fingers looked for a pulse, the man shifted a little, responding to the touch. Jen jumped a little but relaxed again when he made no further moves.
“H-He’s not dead, right?” Jen asked, looking at his face. “He… Hm. He looks a little familiar…”
Then something suddenly clicked and a lightbulb went on in Jen’s head. “Oh my gosh! I know him! Or, Logan knows him! He’s an old friend of his, he’s in the tournament! Faye we have to help him!”
“Okay, okay, he should be okay.. Just roughed up mostly.. We need to call someone! Um, hospital is a few blocks from here.. Not sure if to..” her voice trailed off, as she dug for her Holocaster in her bag, quickly dialing up an emergency number. Even though it was not far, neither of them could do much on their own.
“Arceus I hope they get here quick…” Jen ran a hand through her hair, distressed. “There’s no way we can carry him… Oh jeeze, Faye, what happened to him? Why did…”
She huffed, realizing she was starting to freak out. Instead she started trying to control her suddenly rapid breathing in an attempt to calm down.
Faye relayed their location to the operator quickly, eyes glancing up at Jen with a frown as she noticed her expression. As soon as she got off the phone, Faye stood up, gripping Jen’s hand and forcing her to look at her, “They’ll be here soon, it’s not that far off, remember? Ok? I’m sure he’ll be fine, good?”
Jen nodded and took a few more breaths. “Yeah… Yeah okay. Thanks…”
This was not going at all how she’d planned.