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The Dark Type	By : Manifest Destiny Category: Pokemon > General Views: 36309 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 26
What Blue Eyes See #6
Blame
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What happened? Where is he?
He was just here a few days ago, resting and well, and now he’s gone! He’s nowhere, not for miles! He should have been weak and tired, so where could he have gone? Iruni Thomas wasn’t supposed to leave Goldenrod City until he fully recovered and made things right with his little claw-beast. I checked. I’ve always made sure to check!
Floating around the obviously empty hotel room I frantically looked for any sort clue. He really should have still been here! I wanted to talk to him about an idea I had…
The bedding was clean and neat and everything in the room was in its proper place. The staff must’ve already cleared the room…
He might be long gone but that doesn’t mean I can’t follow him!
If he’s not here now, then let’s wind things back, shall we?
I began to stare the vacant room ahead of me, focusing on the seconds that passed by. The boy was gone, so I couldn’t look back on his timeline, but I can look at the past of his room. What had happened here after I left?
Slowly at first, and then very rapidly, time started to play in reverse in front of me, rewinding the history of what transpired here. It’s easy to find points in time where I’ve been to, so I skipped straight there. There I was; I left him under nice circumstances, right? He even made a joke about everything that happened; I didn’t get the feeling that he was afraid or anything at all. Was he planning something already? He didn’t get much sleep that night. He spent a lot of it messing with that device he and that Wingborne girl carry. Looks like he was keeping a little journal.
Oh?
It looked like he had a breakthrough just then… Now what was he looking for?
Help?
He wanted help? With what? Me? Like I’m a threat?
That’s absurd!
But, I look at him then… and he’s acting like I’ve threatened his life. Genuine panic.
And then he cut off all his hair—so that what—that I’d have trouble recognizing him?
Ha! Your looks aren’t what I care about; it’s your place in time. You’re too important, Barty. I’ll always find you.
So, you figured that woman could help you just because she takes care of that half-made monster? Well, you’re not bad at guessing. She probably does know a thing or two about me, or maybe she knows someone who does.
Let’s see if I can guess what happens next, huh? I don’t need the vision of the past for this. You packed like a maniac and picked up your lovey-dovey Sneasel, ran out of the room, and hopped on the first train to Saffron City you could find. At least that part of you is predicable.
I don’t understand; you’re quick thinking and quick to act. I need this kind of action on my side, not working against me! I wish you would just stop it! Stop making this so difficult! I just need your help to fix things! Is that so selfish? What is making you fight back so much?
Or maybe, it’s what you’re fighting for?
I slowed replay of the past to a crawl just as Iruni stepped up onto the Magnet Train.
I need to see something.
With one hand, he was handing an employee his train ticket, gaining entry into the car. With his other, he was holding Rikalia. She was somehow asleep through all of this, her head resting on his shoulder. Just before he entered the train, Iruni took one last look at the Sneasel carefully held in his arms, then behind him at the crowded train station. The past version of him stared right back at me—through me—and although he didn’t see me back then, I could definitely tell.
He was absolutely looking for me.
And now I know it isn’t for his sake. Seeing Rikalia safe and sound urged him to look out for her safety just then.
That idiot. Doesn’t he get it? He has to by now, he’s a smart boy after all. She isn’t safe unless I am. How do I get that through your head?
But hold on…
I made the ghosts of yesterday freeze.
How did this—any of this—happen?
I checked everything! I saw what the future was supposed to be! It wasn’t like any of this. Iruni’s future was calm and predictable after he surfaced from the underground. I’ve been pushing and pulling things just to make it happen that way.
What did I overlook? Something altered his likely potential timelines… made him take one I didn’t plan for…
I rewound time again, back with him in the room. I remember this. He was slowly realizing the trick to Rikalia’s translation gimmick. At this point, everything was fine. Then…
Oh no.
That was when… I showed up.
It was me. I changed things.
The future of Iruni’s that I had seen—the one that I had planned for—was one where I didn’t meet him in this room on that night.
Of course it’s my fault. What isn’t anymore?
I can’t see my own personal future. I didn’t know I would visit him. I just… did. I felt I had to check up on him. I thought it would’ve been fine, just like back in those snowy ruins. I never thought I’d affect him so much by appearing… when she was in the room with him…
Oh, you hopeless moron.
He had Rikalia sound asleep in his lap, and the instant he knew I was in the room, he went on the defensive. I bet the reason I couldn’t get an accurate reading on his feelings was because he’s so saturated in Dark aura all the time.
Fine.
It was all my fault.
Well, sorry for giving you a life worth fighting for! Ungrateful child…
I sighed, shaking my head.
This isn’t getting me anywhere, is it?
Already knowing my destination, I teleported myself to the skies above Saffron City. I also already knew what beast lurked down in those city streets. It could pick a mind out of a million in the time it takes to blink. Luckily, time is my forte. Before I dove into the proverbial lake of mental activity that a city of that size produces, I quieted my mind and isolated my thoughts. My arrival couldn’t make so much as a ripple in the water, or else I risked being discovered by someone I’d rather not provoke.
I’ve had to do this before.
When no questioning presence seized my mind and no preemptive attacks found their way to me, I opened my mind up to the city, blending into the natural ebb and flow of the many minds that lived in Saffron.
Night had fallen but the city was very active beneath me. One mind in particular was full of activity: my target.
Gotcha.
Whoa, what?
That’s him, but…
I hid in a tree across the street, watching him. Iruni was sitting on a bench outside of a hospital, but he looked fine. Wait, no he didn’t. He had a few new wounds; small but definitely new. Keeping him company were two of his Pokémon—his Houndour and Sneasel. Iruni was staring off into the distance, troubled expression weighing heavily across his face. He was lightly petting his Houndour’s head with one hand and holding his Sneasel’s claw with the other.
He wasn’t hiding it now; fear was spread across his face as plain as day.
I could see Rikalia occasionally say something to him—What is she wearing? Is that armor?—but Iruni only mumbled in response.
Now I’m very lost. Something happened in the two days since I last saw him and it’s shaken him pretty badly.
Come on, you’ve been through worse! Remember the ruins? What could’ve happened this time?
A cab pulled up in front of the hospital and Iruni immediately jumped to his feet. A gray haired man stepped out of the vehicle and spotted Iruni coming over to him immediately.
He saw his son.
Iruni and his father hugged each other fiercely for a moment before the older of the two sternly spoke to the younger. A quick conversation played out below me.
“And you’re sure you’re alright?” asked his father.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just had a few minor burns and a little smoke inhalation. All our Pokémon that were caught up in it were in similar shape, but they’re all patched up.”
“What about Katelyn?” The worry that hung on that last word told a story all its own.
“She’s… still hasn’t woken up…”
What happened? It’s been two days! How could things go so wrong in two days?!
A short replay of the events around Iruni answered my questions well enough. That family has been through so much hardship… am I only adding to it?
…
No!
No, this wasn’t me!
This all was set in motion before I became involved! Sure, technically it’s all still my fault, I suppose, but this was always going to happen! Look! That man would have always come here and started that fire!
Except now… She lived.
Katelyn Thomas is alive because her brother was there to save her.
And he was only there because I pushed him too much.
…
Well, now what?
What will he do?
What can I do?
I got too close, but now, I might need to be even closer.
No doubt Iruni is running a thousand different scenarios through his head, and once they figure out who started the fire and why he was there, where will the blame fall? On me, like always.
He should be thanking me! Again!
Fine… Then I’ll give him something to be grateful for.
Iruni and his father have already gone inside the hospital now, making their way to Kate’s room in the intensive care wing.
Time is still on my side.
In an instant, I’m in her room.
Oh, this poor girl.
Kate’s arms and legs were bandaged heavily from extensive burns. I looked at a clipboard hanging the foot of her bed that featured, among others, the words “severe nerve damage” and I shuddered at the thought of how she must have suffered. Her face was bruised and swollen, her nose in particular was corrected and braced. She had a mask worn over her face providing her with oxygen, but her breathing was rough and slow. Most of her hair had been burned away by the flames as well.
She didn’t deserve this. No matter what timeline.
Alright. I can do this. For him, and for Coralis.
Commit.
I floated over her body, coming to a stop above her chest. I placed a hand over her heart, another on the side of her face, and touched my forehead to hers. A well of energy rose up within me and I expelled it through the points of contact. Waves of green energy pour out of me and into the human girl, doing what human medicine could never dream of accomplishing. During this process—which lasted mere seconds—a curious side effect occurred; the sound of a single bell tolling.
Oh lords above…
I broke contact and fell backwards onto the bed, unable to keep myself aloft with my wings. When was the last time I’d done that? My head was spinning…
“Her room is right here…”
Iruni’s voice ripped my attention away from myself just before the doorknob finished turning.
I popped back outside, just on the other side of the wall to Kate’s room. I could hear their shocked voices.
“Kate? Dad’s here now— Kate!”
His sister groaned and woke up, her voice muffled by the oxygen mask, “Where am I? What happened to me?”
“Katelyn, honey?”
“Dad!”
No doubt they’ll be scrambling for answers now.
I tried my luck and peeked around the corner into the room. Iruni had gone and ran for a nurse while Bruce Thomas comforted his confused and daughter. Tears of relief were always bittersweet. It would’ve been better if none of this had occurred, but it did. Nothing I can do can change that now.
When Iruni returned with a nurse who didn’t believe a word he had just told her, I caught his attention like I had back in Goldenrod City. A simple mental nudge, but he recognized it instantly. His eyes snapped to mine just outside the window. For one tense moment we stared at one another, both of us unsure what the other would do next. I only had one thing to say:
‘You’re welcome.’
I teleported away before he could respond.
That was too close.
But he needed to know it was me.
He needed to understand that I’m on his side, and that I need him on mine.
And now, I’ve learned something; always check his future after I’ve left him.
Let’s see, where do we stand now?
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To Be Continued…
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