Laverre City || Morning || Plant 71
There was something about the quiet town that wasn't quite right. It was empty, wide open streets without a soul to break the peace. In a way it was similar to his old home. So similar in fact he could almost believe this was a dream and he was back in his nest right now. But with each step on the soft ground and the lack of pewter colored cobble he knew he would never wake from what was better described as a nightmare. This wasn't some imaginary version of that stone town. This wasn't the fantastical mixture of city and forest that he often dreamed of. This place was very real, very bleak, and very alone. Passing the edge of a building Plant half hoped to see a familiar face, or any face, peering out from the shadows, but as he saw straight through to the other side of the alley there was only a tangle of weeds there to greet him.
Where had they gone? With a deep sniffle the child wiped his face on his damp sleeve. Endless longing nagged at him for the familiar sensation of riding upon Verglas' cap, holding his cold hands, or just the general touch of his wooden body. Something, anything
to say he was still here.. but with another gush of tears he knew that would not be. While he continued to sob the release offered him no comfort or calm, just a steady stream of sadness that coated him more evenly than his dripping tears. He would never nestle next to his cuddle buddy, or be their adventuring duo again. He wouldn't be able to teach him about plants or learn about life on that mountain anymore. He'd never be stopped or attacked by other Pokemon for traveling with a sick 'mon, nor would he have to explain the gentle Snover was never a monster. Never again would he be able to show others how wonderful and grateful he was to have the best brother. To be
someone's brother. To have family. My family.
His tiny feet came to a halt, breath hitching as he gagged on his own saliva. They're all gone.
Though he had been told many times over it was unusual for a kid to have no family he had never found it odd. That is, until he made one. Plant swayed on his feet as he suddenly felt even more faint. It's my fault.
Was he destined to be alone? To lose everyone he ever loved? The Snivy sobbed harder, pitiful whines escaping his maw as he stared up toward the sky. This gloomy town- was it an embodiment of himself?
As the mini episode passed Plant realized his surroundings had grown familiar. His wandering had lead him back, and passing one more building he found himself back at the Boutique. There was no joy in the matter, no pride or glee over finding it. He felt next to nothing, the same hollow feeling he'd been suffering but now it was sprinkled with dread. The others.
Where they still here? What would they say? They had left him for dead- there was no way they wanted him back. At best the place would be empty, and at worst they would strike and chase him away. There was no doubt in his mind he would be unwelcome. There was no reason to go inside, and if not for the desperate, pitiful, pleading hope that perhaps Verglas was inside and it was
just a bad dream, he would have turned tail and left.
His chest tightened as he wiped his face one more time. The door was closed and the windows too high to see inside, but he had
to check. Extending his vines to reach the knob the Snivy managed to awkwardly turn it and slowly open the door, a skill he had learned back home. He hesitated a moment longer behind its cover, fearful of the attacks he'd face, but desperation to see his Snover made him breach the threshold with a couple trembling steps. He didn't dare go in any further, it would be clear if Verglas was there or not after all, but what he saw managed to surprise him.
Alirah's pastel pelt was easy to spot, and Conan's was only noticeable as he moved in an otherwise still environment. That pair was here... but no one else was. Not Grimsley and his Pokemon, nor Hide that they had left here. Verglas was not here, that much was obvious, but neither was Kaneki. Just those two?
What had happened? Had the Mightyena come back for the rest of them, or did a monster scare them away? There were no new signs of struggle or injury, nothing to tell the tale of loss. Was it me?
Kaneki had been with him. Did the others go looking? Were they lost because of him
It was too much to bear, his thoughts overwhelming him with guilt until his body started to shake. He sobbed harder, unable to move away from the pairs of eyes. He had no excuse, no explanation, nor did he have the will to bear responsibility. His lip trembled, voice shaking as more tears poured from his eyes and he whimpered, ".....I'm.. sorry.."