Hello and wel-l-l-l-l-l-l-c-ome to the Pokémon Center
My head hurts. My feet hurt. My arms hurt. I feel sick. Every movement has been making my head throb and my body sway as if I was in water. Actually, that might be because I'm on a water bed.
Uncle Gio had some doctors take a look at me. Apparently, I had a fit last night and had passed out. I told them that I had passed out loads of times and that this was nothing. Well, it was bad because of the sickness but the actual passing out part, that was normal for me. Still, they insisted I stay in bed while they performed tests and gave me lots of soup. According to the doctors, soup can cure most diseases and viruses.
Thus far, today has been a bit of a blur. I've fallen asleep a number of times. Each moment I'd closed my eyes, I'd found myself back in the continuation dream. Fool was there once more. There was something else too. Might as well type it up.
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"Sleeping as usual, eh Mrs J?" Said Fool, giggling slightly.
I was surrounded by darkness, dust and string, white silky string everywhere. What was this place? Where was the Elite Four Fortress?
"Fool, you're still alive?"
"We're outside now. By a tunnel. Some call it Diglett's Lair. I think all the Digletts are dead though. Killed by my pet."
I tried to move.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. You might... arouse some attention." Fool laughed then crouched down before me. "You should've seen it. It was magical. Like a grave of Illumeses. An unexpected party of death."
The blast, the monsters, such horrors.
"I bet you're wondering why you're here."
I didn't care. What he had done was unforgivable.
"I like you. I was worried you had died in the blast. But no, you survived. Just. I had to do a little... reshaping. A little editing of your... form. But I kept you alive. Kept you safe."
I tried to look but Fool grabbed my arms. "Shhhh! Nooooo, stop! We're not alone."
There was a sound afar. A tap, a click of some kind. I couldn't put my finger on it.
"I want to make a deal with you. Come with me and obey me, or be left here." Fool smiled and shook with a giggle. "In Johto, we are in need of doctors. Doctors like you. We could do with a ton of them! I managed to steal a few from your side but they told me I had to destroy your fortress instead. I serve as any servant should. I would make a good damane and I wear my collar of servitude proudly. Yet, can one ignore the pains of a civilization? Should one destroy when so many need aid? My... master... he refuses to look after his own people. Refuses to heal the soldiers and Pokémon and everything else. He doesn't care! He's cruel and wicked!"
This man was mad. Beyond anything I could imagine.
"I can be a joker, can't I? But they'll be no Murkcrowbars today. No, today, I want to heal. Like you. I want to be a doctor. But I can't learn all those healing war crafts, those sowing things. I need you. Many of you. But all I've got is you. You alone. I need you. So, I ask, will you come with me? I demand it! Will you come to Johto? COME!"
Tap tap tap!
I wanted revenge. I wanted to remove his head. But I was a medic, not a soldier or a pyro or whatever that killed in damn war. Fool was asking me to cure his people. Should I heal my enemy? Are they my enemy? Who is the enemy of a medic? Can a medic make a decision like that? I swore to heal anyone. Yet this man, this man was... he asked for too much. No. I couldn't.
I shook my head.
Tap tap tap!
"You would refuse to help thousands of people?"
"I refuse to help the man that slaughtered hundreds!"
Fool sighed and looked behind him. "Very well. If you will not help me then I shall not help you. Try to enjoy your stay here, though I hear it can be quite draining at times." With that, he began to walk away, cackling as he went but soon his laughter faded to sobs.
Tap tap tap!
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I've got some Miltank milk and it came with a free Miltank mask! But... where would I wear such a mask?
Hope to see you again soon.
Nurse Pink Joy
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