[ The air seemed colder, didn’t it?
Wasn’t it just summer a few minutes ago? Now it was snowing… Red thought it was the usual crazy climate changes that the circus had but… The circus was looking a bit more rocky now and it was freezing! Pikachu blinked and looked around as well. This place looked familiar. ]
“… Mt. Silver.”
[ Did that mean they were back? Red had all of his memories though. Memories of the circus… Kamila… Green. Was Green back too? Did the Ringmaster finally get bored of everyone? Red didn’t even get to say good bye to everyone he met here….
The champion began to walk. It seemed like he was walking forever until he saw something on the ground. He kneeled down to examine it; it looked like some type of metal… It was red, just like his name. The boy picked it up and began to walk. More pieces were found on the path way.
Wait… Where were his Pokemon? His Pokeballs…? ]
“… Espeon? Charizard?” [ He began to call out to his Pokemon, but silence was followed by his voice. No happy Pokemon running up to him.
He began to walk again. This was home, wasn’t it? It sure felt like home… Yet, there was something very wrong about it. The place seemed darker, much darker than before. A storm was definitely heading this way.
He continued his walk and finally made it to his usual cave when suddenly his foot tapped against something. He stepped back, trying to figure out what it was. The wind soon brushed the snow away.
There was Leaf, lying on the ground. Red’s eyes widened as he stepped back. She… Wasn’t moving. The champion quickly checked her pulse - there was nothing left. She was gone. ]
Ḏ͇̣̮̦͉̬͊ͪ̑͒̂̂o͙̦̥̼̱̳͆n̞͕͕̘͖̝’̜̩͔͓͎̑ͅͅt̝͑̿ ͓̫̻̠̳̽̆̇ͭ̾ŷ̻̼͓̦̹̦̲̊o̝͔͖̪̍u̲̲ ͔̳͋̚k̙̝͈͖̦͎̽̈̊̽͑n͈̱̱͇̺ͤ̋̒o͔̙͚̳͇͂̆̋̐̋w̤̼̲̻͋̌ͪ̆ͬ̑ ̘̘̱̘̥͇͓ͣ̎̓ẅ͖̤͍̮́ͯͤ̓ͥ̇h̺̞͕̳͗͒ͥa͙͓̓ͬ̋̂̌͌t̼̦̰̰͗̏’̟͇̺̗͎̍̒ͬͭͬ̎s̳̦̣͐ ̳̞̪̮̫̱̤̐́̅̉͐̚h̲̟̮̪̭̹ͪ̌̈̊a̩̫̤̓̈͌p̑͌̏p̝̜̜̅e̖̖̯̟̙͎̋̑̄ͅn̐̑e̊ͪ̄d̳̘̣ ̓ͩẉ̣̦̟̺͈̹̓̈ͥ̍̍̃̚h̤̘̘ͨ̃ͦ͌̊e̞̔ͩn͋ ̩̱̳̤ͥ̔ͅy̠̖o̩ͨ̈́ͥ̎u̪̭͇̗͈͊͋̾̋͋ ̙̳̣̙ͫͪͪͭ̈́̆w͈̻̬̤̝͉̓̉ͨ̊́e̻ͤṛ͔̙͔̓̓e̿ͪ͊ ͓̖̤̼g̝͎͖̼̺̮̿̎o̳͉̺̙͌͒͑ͬnͫ̐͗̐ͪ̇ẽ̮?̙͖ͥ
[ Red felt his eyes widen again as he slowly looked behind his shoulder. An L shaped Pokemon was behind him, all glitched up. Oh god, it was back again. But what did it want? Red left it alone when he had a chance. The male clutched his arm slightly.
That thing almost tore his arm off. Noticing Red’s hesitation, It moved closer to him. ]
E̷v͞e̶r͏͢ỳo҉͞͏ǹè y̨̨͞o͝u̸̧ ̸͢k̡̢n͡ơ̵w͞ ͏ą̨͠n͞d͏ ͢lo҉v͘͟ę̵͞ ́i҉s ͢͏deà̕͟d̀. ̴̶G͡o̧̢͝n҉̧e͞. B̸͘e҉̧cau̵s̶e̷̢͏ ̢yo̧̢u ̧s̸̡t̵o͏p͠p̴̧e̕d́ ̷̴c̢a̴̶̛r̨͘ín̴̴g̀̕ ́́͝ab̷͝o͟uţ ͜th͞e̵̛m.̴̢
̛T͟h̨̀e̕y͜͞ ̷͟͢ẁa͞i̧t̢̕e͞͡d͢͞ ̧͡f͢͠or̡̢͜ ̡͢͞y͜͏҉o͟҉͘ư ͟͝f͝o̧͞rev͜e͘͡r͘ ̕a̸̷̛n͡ḑ́ ͝yo̶u҉ ̕n̛è̵v̵͝ȩ͜͠r̶ ̛ca̡͟m͟͞e̛͢ b́a̶̷ck̶̕͝.̴͜
[ Red shook his head and tried to talk but when he tried to speak, no words left his mouth - just cold and dry air. He clutched his throat slightly, looking up at the glitch Pokemon. “I’m not afraid of you anymore.” ]
I͜t ͢͞m̸͢ay̸͜ ̡͜n̴͝͝ờ̕t҉ ̡͠b̶͘e̸ m̴͞ę ̶y̧o̸͝u̵̴ ̴̨͘a̴̕r̸e̷͡ ͢҉af҉ŕ̴a̢͟i҉̛͢d̶̨ ͟o͘f̨,͘͢ ̷̸͘bu͝t͞ ͜yǫ̛͠ú͝’̷͢͟r̶͢é͞ ̕a̛͘f̧̢̕r̡̧a͡i͏d̛͢͠ ̢҉o̧̧͝f̡ ͘s̛͠o̧͘m̕e̵͞t̢h̢i̕͜ng̴.҉̷ ̧͟Y͜͞͝ou̷͘’v̛͘e̢̛͞ ̸̸͞l͘os̡t̢́ ̴͜e͏҉͠v̡͟e̸͠r̀yt͠͠h̨͟i͜n̸̕ģ ̷-͠ y͟o̶ù̕͢ŗ̶ v̵̧͟oi҉̸̀c̶e,͏͟ ̵ỳ̕ou͏͏r̀͞ ́͡f̡r͏i͜͏̷e̷͏n̴͡d̡͞s͜
[ “…!! Leave her out of this.” ]
Y̕o͝u͢’r̡e͡ n̸òthiņg̨ ̶no̸w̨.͝ Sh͏e ̡ha̧t̵es͠ ͟y͟ou͢.͞ Y̵ǫu brough̵t hèr ͜not́h̕in҉g̡ but́ ͡sha̸me a͜nd̶ ͏r̷egr̷e̶t͢.̶ ͝Y̴ou’re ̵j̸ust ͞l̕ike y̨o͘u͏r͢ father, ͟wh̀ò died s͠o ̧ma͢ny yéa͘r͘s ͢a͢go. ͏
Y̛o͟u’r̵e d͏ȩs̴ţíned̡ ̴t͘o b̕e ͜h͠e̸r̀e͡.̡
[ The Pokemon was gone, and suddenly the sun dimmed greatly. The snow kept falling. Red soon dropped to his knees, feeling cold and lost. His father… His father left and was still alive. That’s what his mother told him. But if his mother hated him… Then she would have lied.
Red was curled up in fetal position as Pikachu watched, not knowing what to do. Even the mouse has never seen his trainer in this much distress. The world was slowly forgetting about the legendary trainer that stood on the cold and dark mountain.
No Green, no Leaf, no Yellow.
No one but Red was here. ]
[ The snow kept falling.
and so did Red’s tears.
He was truly alone. ]