《The Return Of The Broken》Back to the Battlefield
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After taking a moment or many to gain their bearings, they all got ready, this was it. Time to show that he wasn't a cheater or fake, he would never even get close to drugs anyway.
He left the cold solitude of the cave, almost as if he were free again, a small boy without a care in the world.
He would be out of his cage.
He called out his faithful Charizard, with a stone embedded in to it's neck brace, matching the one on Ash's wrist except a bit larger, on Ash's other wrist though, was a letter with a Z on it. After having a meeting with an electric, totem bird? He didn't know, what he did know was to stay strong, as it was ordered to by it after it saved him from falling off a ledge, dropping the bracelet afterward in front of Ash. He hopped on to Charizard's back, and they sprang in the air, feeling the cold snow pressing against his face along with the harsh winds, brushing it off as nothing.
They had flown of the mountain, he could finally see things he hadn't seen in so long, Nature, the Sun, Pokemon scuttling in the long grass, unlike the ones that charge at you without a second thought, Pidgeys and Pidgeottos flying in the distant air.
He was really back,
It turns out they had given up the search for him too, leaving without a trace and not being found for 6 years does that for you.
That doesn't mean they won't arrest him on sight though, so he has to keep his hood on. But it felt right and he was ready.
Ready to win and to Never Give Up Until The End!
6 Years
6 years till I saw it...
The tragic day where I saw the news report...
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It spread everywhere, even to Alola where he hadn't even been there, escaping away, they said he wasn't found.
I weeped.
Cried.
I was even Depressed...
Till I met him.
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"Serena I'm home!" A voice exclaimed
"Coming sweety." (
"There you are." He walked up to the teenager and gave her a peck on the cheek.
"What took you so long?" The female teenager pouted
(
"Sorry Serena, just getting a little something for you." The male winked at her.
(
"Aww Calem, you shouldn't have." She replied with a grateful smile.
(
"You know I have to, right?"
"No you don't Calem!"
"Yes I do, it's permanently written."
"WHERE?" Serena exclaimed
"In my heart."
"..."
"Serena?"
She proceeded to tackle him playfully
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And pin him on the floor
"Serena, what're you doing?"
"This." She proceeded to lean in closer and closer, almost touching lips when-
"Am I interrupting something?" Grace said as she walked in.
From suprise, Serena jerked her head back and continued to slam her head on the bed. With Calem laughing his ass off on the floor.
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