Silver Redemption

When Silver first met Gold, it was almost completely random.  He had just gotten to Cherrygrove City with his newly-stolen Totodile, attempting to evade the police search that had just begun.  However, just by laying eyes on the black-haired male, he knew that he didn’t like the other boy.  This boy was too... cheery and caring.

  “I don’t care about weak things...” Silver muttered as he tried to push past the elder.  “They have no place in this world.  Only the strongest matter.  Get out of my way.”

  “No.” Gold refused to move out of the red-head’s way, able to sense that something was... seriously off about this boy.  “Why don’t you return that Totodile?  It’s not yours.”

  “It is now.” Silver snarled as he brushed Gold’s hand off of his shoulder.  “I’ll fight you if I have to prove it.”

  “Then so be it.” Gold’s hand reached down to his belt, grabbing the small red-and-white capsule.  He threw it, revealing a small black and white creature.  “Cyndaquil, let’s stop him.”

  Silver snorted as he released his own Pokemon.  It was blue and crocodile-like.  Its huge jaws opened as it readied itself for battle.

   “I think it’s clear who has the advantage here...” Silver muttered.  “Totodile, destroy it with Water Gun.”

  At its master’s command, Cyndaquil dodged the attack and retaliated with a Tackle.  Totodile hit the ground with a small grunt before it pushed itself back onto its feet.

  “Advantage or not, I won’t let you take that Pokemon,” Gold said.  “It’s not yours.”

  “I don’t care.  Bite attack, Totodile.” Silver snarled inaudibly as his Pokemon missed its target completely and was knocked back onto the ground with another Tackle attack.

  Almost as if it were fate, Totodile was knocked out.  Silver’s eyes widened as the realisation hit him.  He had lost – lost to a nobody. 

  What a weakling you are... Voices played through Silver’s head.  Always crying...  Emotions are weak...  Bonds are weak...  The world has no place for the weak...

  “...” Silver recalled his defeated Totodile.  Without another word, he shoved past Gold roughly, not realising that the taller male had ceased trying to stop him from advancing. 

  “Silver...”

  The red-head turned at his name.  His eyes widened once again as he saw his trainer card in Gold’s hand.  Anger overwhelmed him as he ran back at the elder.  With a well-aimed punch, he knocked Gold to the ground before he snatched back his card.

  “You...” Silver bit his lip.  His body was taken over by shaking.  He clenched his hands dangerously.  “...”

  There was no warning before Silver turned around again and ran from the scene.  Hatred grew in the pits of him stomach; hatred for the world – but especially, hatred for that boy. 

  Gold, however, was able to tell that something was really wrong with the smaller boy.  He had never felt such a depressing, hateful aura waft from someone as he did from him.

  -XX-

  It felt like hours had passed before Silver stopped running.  He curled up underneath a large oak tree as he tried to stop his body from shaking.  He had only just stopped voices and memories from playing in his head, but he had yet to control his heart-beats and breathing.

  Silver pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them.  Placing his face on his knees, he fought the urge to cry.  He wasn’t going to cry – that would make him weak; a lesser being.

  “It’s all that stupid Gold’s fault...!” Silver hissed to himself as he grabbed the PokeBall from his pocket.  He glared at it as if it had put him into this state.  “His and yours...”

  Silver pushed the small button on the PokeBall, releasing his Totodile from its resting place.  The blue Pokemon was panting heavily, its eyes drooping in exhaustion. 

  “You’re worthless...” Silver hissed at it.  “Pathetic.  All I care about are Pokemon that win every time...  If you couldn’t even beat a fire type...”

  “Toto...” Totodile muttered as it hung its head.  “Dile...”

  “Shut up.” Silver hissed.  “You’re pathetic – you don’t deserve sympathy.”

  But neither do you... Silver shook his head as he attempted to clear his thoughts.  He shoved the Pokemon away in a rough manner as said being attempted to cuddle up with him.

  “Don’t you dare touch me!” Silver shouted as he curled up further into himself.  “Stay away from me!  I hate you!  I hate you!”

  “Dile...” Totodile closed its eyes as it wandered further away from its master.  It lay down under a bush, staring sadly at Silver.  It didn’t understand why it was being treated this way – every other human it knew had been kind.  But this boy...  Why was there so much conflict in Silver’s emotions...?

  Closing its eyes, Totodile fell asleep, dreaming about its master.  Would the morning sun bring a kinder Silver or not...?

  Silver, however, didn’t have the luxury of falling asleep so easily.  Nightmares plagued his mind, waking him with cold sweats and whimpers.  Memories caused him severe distress as he picked at his scarred wrist.  Blood dribbled down onto the dirt below them as Silver fought so hard not to cry.

  But eventually, Silver’s exhaustion led him into a disturbed sleep.