Cool Andrew ♂, Day 44: Ma Belle

Pewter City is much smaller then Cerulean City.  I’m grateful for that.  Every pair of eyes I see looks at me with disdain, shooting their accusatory rays through my heart and leaving me drifting along like a stone on a riverbed.  I had drained myself, leaving behind a withering husk of a man who tried to fill himself with lies and abandonment.  Surely there was no point to it all anymore.  What good could come of my being?  Had I not already brought enough pain to those I cared about?  Lickitung, Violet, my family, I had failed all of them.  But, more importantly, I had failed myself. 

I made the decision rather quickly.  My death would be more a gift to the world than anything I could do.  I am a cursed soul, destined to wallow in the pits of fire for all eternity.  Since there were few places in which I could be alone, I took shelter behind a bush near the Museum of Science.  How fitting that I should throw my life away before those hallowed halls of mankind’s greatest achievements; I, the failure of the universe. 

Taking some of the strange powder Violet had given me, I poured it into my bottle of Rose Incense.  A good shake of the mixture turned it the oddest green color, and the glow radiated throughout it. 

Just as I pressed the cold glass to my lips, literally kissing eternity, an odd sound caught my ears.  I paused and listened for it again.  Yes, there was no denying it; I would know that sound anywhere.

Turning around, I saw Lickitung emerging from the museum, jovially laughing and strolling alongside some idiotic stooge wearing an all-aqua jumpsuit and vest.  I rubbed my eyes, too used to hallucinations by this point to fully believe anything.  But it was her; there was no doubt about it.  She strode into the sunlight, her skin shimmering beneath its rays, radiating out a beauty unsurpassed by any before.  I wilted where I sat before its might, unable to withstand the awesome power of so lovely a visage. 

As she came out, time seemed to pause for but a brief moment.  I stood up, stumbling forward towards her, crazed by the rosy complexion of her cheeks, the crisp white of her nails.  Beat by beat, I saw her turn her head, those shimmering black eyes widening as they took my person in.  Though, just as I saw my own soul reflected back within those midnight pools of unparalleled dream, she grew red all over and slowly phased away, disappearing into the pokéball the boy held. 

A gasp escaped his lips, as I’m sure my image would have inspired fear in any; not only that, but I had just leapt from a bush like a wild Spearow.  Retreating a few steps, the boy threw his arms up and, with a high-pitched whine, ran away. 

I smashed the accursed bottle against the ground next to me.  She had seen me dammit!  I know she had!  Suddenly, I was filled with a great fervor.  Lickitung had not abandoned me; it was I who had failed her.  I didn’t care and comfort her in her darkest hour, and for that I felt a mighty thump in my chest. 

Springing up, I snuck around the other side of the town, seeking to meet with the strange-clothed little boy once more.  Luckily, I spotted him just as he disappeared into the shaded mystery of Viridian Forest.

If that’s where my love has gone, then so too must I!  I’m done with drugs and simple worldly-sins of that ilk, I have loftier goals!

My stomach gurgled, nearly bringing me to my knees.  Well, I figured, perhaps a bite to eat and a change of clothes might do me some good as well. 

Excelsior!

Cool Andrew ♂