Uuughhh….trust

"Uugggghhhhh...wha da faaaarrrkkkk.."

I groaned as i muddle back to consciousness with my head feeling like a very sudden and violent hangover had taken up residence.

*REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

All I can hear is a high pitched whine drowning out any thoughts not focused on how much my head is killing me…but all of a sudden the pain starts to lessen by the second as I can almost think properly again

I start focusing my eyes and try to look around to see it's so bright I can barely open my eyes, but it's also dusty as hell…or is that smoke?

It takes a second to recollect what happened and why I was where I was and feeling how I was feeling….ugggh…shopping?….KFC?…uuuggghhh…explosion?….a gang tussling with the cops and then another gang popped up with some half dead people….uggghh…crazy looking guy?…running and then white?….

"OH FUCK!!! SLOWPOKE!!! MEOWTH!!!"

My body still feels like I've been run over by a train but it's getting better by the second…that was until I tried to move and my right arm and left leg jolted with intense pain….I could barely see with all the smoke and dust in the air trying it's darnedest to smother the sunlight….

"slowww"

I flinched a little at what sounded like Slowpoke trying to speak underwater, all echoed and distant but somehow close. I tried to sit up and see where that came from but I couldn't lift my body properly….but all of a sudden a big fat pinkish quadrupedal body floated into my eyeline and stared at me while I saw the familiar glow of heal pulse being used on repeat….

"Slowpoke…buddy….where's meowth?"

"Reeoowwwww"

I managed to turn my head and set meowth limping over with blood leaking from its ears a little, dusty and dirty as hell but seemingly ok….

I almost relax for a second before another wave of pain hits my arm as I tried to adjust it….I can't move and I start falling into a panic and manage to lower my head a little to see my whole Lower body and my right arms are covered in brick and broken stone…

But all of sudden Slowpoke gets a rare look of momentary focus as all the debris covering me starts carefully floating slowly and moving off to the side and I'm finally able to with great effort and a jolting of pain lift my upper body off the ground.

I hold my right arm with my left hand as I look around…besides smoke and dust, I see half destroyed buildings, specifically the KFF I just ran out of.

The roof was gone and most of the building was destroyed, practically rubble with only half the wall that led to the alley still standing.

The ringing in my ears slowly starts fading as Slowpoke keeps pumping me with heal pulse and meowth takes an aggressive stance in front of me facing toward the street where the explosion or whatever the fuck happened originated…

As the ringing continued to fade sounds from the outside world started coming back which hit me like a tonne of bricks…well another tonne of bricks. There was screaming and shouting not mentioning the constant pleas for help coming from all around… no sound of battle though which was a bonus…

The pain was lessening but the pain in my right arm and left leg was still pretty brutal and I decided to try and stand up which failed miserably as I just slumped to the side…

And another bout of panic to layer on top of my already heavy situation hit me I started feeling around my pockets with my left hand only to sigh in relief as I felt machop, Ferroseed, Slowpoke, skiddo and miltanks pokeball… I see Slowpoke hovering a pokeball beside him which I assume is meowths that he caught when shit went sideways and I was out of it.

I pull out machops pokeball, unshrink it and release him.

With an electrical hiss the mid sized humanoid macho midget emerged with panic in his eyes as he eyes me and then the surroundings before that panic turns to anger. He turns too and fro looking for something to hit before I speak

"Hey buddy, I'll explain what happened later for now we need to get out of here, would you mind giving me a hand? My right arm and leg leg are probably broken to best to help me up from my left side"

I stops his looking for whatever hurt me to run to my left side, put my arm over his shoulder as he helps me stand on one leg.

"Alright Slowpoke get us the fuck outa here, take us to the tru- wait….where's the bags?"

I look around in a now familiar sense of dread that seems to be the theme of the day to find the million dollar bags to see the bags wrapped in plastic bags and duct tape sitting about 20 feet away next to an overturned dumpster…slowpoke doesn't even look it's way before I see a pink shimmer around the package and it's start hovering over our way and into my hands in a few seconds….

"Alright get us out of here, we can sh-"

"HEY YOU!"

I jump in fright which caused pain to flair up again and turn around to see a man, an extremely injured man at that yelling from the end of the ally that the explosion came from…limping with blood leaking from injuries everywhere, looking exactly like what you would think when saying he survived an explosion point blank….said man looked like he had one foot in the grave but I could see life in his eyes still…a will to survive but…a look that turned to hunger when he saw Slowpoke using heal pulse

The man was clearly a survivor from the "toxic arboks" which his ragged purple jumpsuity get up…

While looking at Slowpoke and then back to me he reached behind him with an expression that promised me pain. But as he reached back he frowned clearly not finding what he was looking for…looking at me again he started limping closer before reaching to the side of his belt and pulling out a Bowie knife before speaking…

"Hand over the Slowpoke kid and I'll let you go"

Now normally I would make some quip about not bringing a knife to a Pokémon fight but I was exhausted and in more pain than I had ever been in and the cause of that pain of probably this fucking pricks boss and or friend….so you could imagine I was in no mood to deal with this shit when I turned to Slowpoke and jerk my neck to the side to indicate what I wanted…he understood

The only way for this guy to survive that explosion that close was a Pokémon…one which is now either severely injured or dead..it was probably pretty strong too giving how i had a bit more distance and a building between me and the boom, not to mention two protects shielding me and I'm still a wreck, but if he had another Pokémon he would already have it out seeing as I have 3 myself…I'm guessing this dude is bluffing hoping I'm to young and dumb to see the situation for what it is…or this guy is a brilliant actor and I'm probably going to die… but my moneys of the first option..

Slowpoke just shimmers with a brighter pink as a almost clear pink energy engulfed the injured gang bangers neck before the look in his eyes went from survival and hunger over a heal pulse using Slowpoke to fear realising what was about to happen…

"WAIT WE CAN TALK AB-"

*CRUNCH*

His neck does a full 180 and has him facing the way he came before he drops to his knees and falls "forward" with a thump

"Get us out of here now Slowpoke quickly"

A glint of faint energy surrounded our little group and as we faded from the area we heard " for fuck sake Danny just leave the thing we can get you another one!! We need to go more cops are coming!!"

I never saw who's voice it was an I was sure the voice never saw us but it was close…all he would see was his "friends" corpse when he went looking…

That was my 3rd kill….I won't say it's getting easier but the only thing I feel right now is pain..

We arrive next to my little stolen truck and the first thing I do is fall to the ground, even with machop supporting me it was too much at the moment….my body was a wreck..

Slowpoke hovered over me again and started hitting me with as many heal pulses as he could as I laid there and let the psychic energy try and heal my body….

My left leg and right arm are definitely broken…

I slowly lift my tattered shirt to find my torso looks like it's been pelted with whatever was in the vicinity….I wiggle my toes for some reason to make sure I'm not paralysed even though I just hopped a few times with machops support…my brain was just going through a list of checks it seemed….

I can see out of both eyes…good….I have all my limbs and digits….good….the ringing in my ears is practically gone, also good….

Provided I don't have some sort of brain haemorrhage or internal bleeding I should be good? With heal pulse I should be back to 100% in a week or two…..still gonna be a pain though seeing as we have less than a week of food…. And I got 0 shopping done

Uggghh….

I'll have to sit down later and process today but for now I have to get home…

I hop into my little stolen truck and make the trip home with extreme difficulty driving with one arm and one foot and a severe height disadvantage, machop in the passenger seat Slowpoke and meowth in the tray with Slowpoke patching up meowth as we ride along….

And being as shaken as I was I kind of forgot most of the sneaky potholes covered by grass that I had mentally mapped…well I forgot about them until they made their guest appearance on "who can cause Gideon the most pain"….and let me tell you they were a contender for first place…

I made it home and had Slowpoke teleport us all up stairs after machop helped me out of the truck…the first thing we see is Becky with her back to us in the kitchenette looking to be rustling herself up some lunch before she noticed the sound of teleport and turned to welcome us…

"Oh you're back Gideon just let me finish this and I'll start pack- WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU GIDEON!?!?"

I just ignore her for a sec while machop leads me over to meowths lounge.

I take a seat and slowly lift my broken leg onto the coffee table followed by my still good one…I turn to look at becky

"…..I had a rough day…."

"I can see that!! What happened!?"

"Got caught up in an explosion…or gang war or something…..I don't know…I'm just exhausted so let me rest.."

"Rest!? You should go to the hospital!! You have the money for it now right?!"

"Maybe later….can you take off my shoes please?"

She stares at me for a second before coming forward and slowly and gently help me take off my now dust covered shoes….I'm probably head to toe covered in dust with hair that looks like a half sucked lemon but I honestly couldn't care less right….I'm probably still shell shocked

As she finishes taking off my shoes and throwing them to the side I lean back a little clutching my arm and just take it all in….what an absolute fucking shit show of a day….

"Why don't you want to go the hospital?…."

"Reasons….don't worry about it…just….make me something to eat would ya? I'm starving…never got a chance to eat lunch…"

She looks hesitant before turning back to start cooking with machop next to her throwing worried glances my way…meowth was patched up and laying beside me on the floor with slowpoke sitting on the lounge next to me still throwing healing pulses at me….but they were getting slower and slower….he was probably exhausted too…

The reason I didn't want to go to the hospital right away was because of how involved that incident would be with the police and how many uncomfortable questions they were going to ask like "where do you live?" "How did you survive the blast?" "Is that Slowpoke yours?" "Are you partially responsible for starting a gang war that causing casualties to pile up like crazy?"

Personal questions that I didn't want to answer…

So best I can do right now is wait it out a little and see….I should be ok with heal pulse treatment…it's pretty potent stuff

But the bigger issue at this very moment is food, or the lack of… I needed to shop and I'm not in any condition to go, we will run out before the week ends and I can't go personally …..my only option is to….ugggh….trust becky….

I'd have to send Slowpoke in with her too…fuck me….

It's really the only way ti get the supplies we need…..sigh….

"Becky?"

She startled….to caught up in her own thought's probably…

"Ahhhh yes?"

"Do you know how to drive a car?"