Laverre City || Morning
Plant 64 || Verglas 61
No, no no no... Plant's vision was blurred, his head swimming after the strike to his skull. Dark blotches crept in from the corners of his eyes and threatened to black him out, but the Snivy pushed forward, crawling across the muddy ground with all he had left. Deep in his chest his heart raced like the frantic animal he was, sending his quivering limbs forward in their relentless endeavor. He couldn't, he couldn't give up... "Ver..glas..." Sobbing out his brother's name Plant prayed for a response, for any indication that the ice type was okay, but the Snover remained silent and still.
Plunging his shaky arms into the mud Plant forced himself to his feet. His entire body felt weak and hardly able to support his light weight as it swayed, but he forced the building nausea away and continued to stagger forward. "Verg.. Verglas.." Why wasn't he responding..? There was so much blood around, was it all his...? Why was he fighting that Mightyena?! Questions flooded the child's mind, darting in and out of his conscious thought, but none could overpower the overwhelming question; Is he okay?
When he was close enough that even his hazy sight could not hide the details Plant stopped dead in his tracks. The blood was Verglas'; his entire torso was a bloodied, lacerated mess. What the child had thought to be a broken arm was in fact completely detached and riddled with burns like charred wood. With a silent gasp Plant could not keep himself from heaving up what little was in his stomach. He's .. he's... Forcing his eyes off the ground Plant stared desperately at the Snover, whimpering, "Verglas...?" The dual type's dark red eyes were as blank as ever, unblinking and still. Though his body made no motion, his breathing never detectable, the eyes gradually turned until finally, a word came hoarsely, "..P-Pla-a-ant...."
A breath rushed through him, and with his last bits of strength sucked out Plant collapsed on the Snover. "Verg.. Verglas I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." Tears gushed forward, pouring from the Snivy's eyes like waterfalls and diluting the bloodstains underneath him. "I'm sorry, this is my fault! I shouldn't have made you go. I shoulda payed more attention.. I should have gone with you!" The mud gave a small pop as the Snover limply extended his one arm toward his brother. "Not.. your.. fault.." he wheezed meekly, resting his thick fingers on Plant's.
His thoughts were fading, sensations growing even more distant, but something akin to a bliss whisked across the Snover's face. No longer could he remember why he had been drawn away, or that a human was nearby, but Plant's presence was all he needed in the word. Snow blew through his eyes, covering what little he could see in a veil of white. Through he Verglas could see two things; Plant's sobbing face upon him and the faint shape of man approaching from within the blizzard. His eyes widened slightly, dark blood pouring from their sides. "My.. trainer...." He gasped, reaching outward with his one shaky arm. "Y-yeah..." Plant sobbed back, peaking his eyes up a little. "We gotta go get her. We gotta finish the mission..."
A mix of a groan and a gasp rasped from within the Snover. "She's here.." "What?" Plant whimpers, confused, seeing nothing but blood and dirt before them. "We gotta go to her.. you gotta make it to the place!" His voice was nearly shrill with desperation but too weak to have volume. Verglas wheezed out two short 'hehs' as his fingers curled inward. "Going... home..." An exhaling gasp came slowly, all air leaving the Snover's lungs as his arm fell to the ground with a dull thud.
"Verglas..?" There was no response, not even a shuddering movement. "V-V-Ver...gl..." He tried again, but the word would not come as he peeled his frame away from the Snover's. His blurry, shaking, fading vision could barely registrar anything, but the dark, shadowed look to Verglas eyes hit home. Plant couldn't breathe, his lungs ceasing as he started to shake uncontrollably. When he could breathe again he did not scream, and could do nothing more than sob as he flopped back over onto his brother's still, bloody, lifeless body.