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As Pikachu woke up, he couldn't believe that he was dreaming of 'that' again. He loathed that memories, but he was still reliving them again and again. But his thoughts were gradually shut down, as his dream started to feel more and more vivid.

He was laying down in a big bed, which seemed to be made for all types of pokemon. It was a cream colour, and opposite the orphanage, the window let the warm sunset light in. He felt a bit relieved to seethe blue sea with white clouds in the horizon, a mere few kilometres from the place he was currently in. But, what was the only thing that mattered right now, was that he was able to wake up again.

He didn't exactly remember what led him to that place, but he could feel a warm sensation all around his body. The warmth brought back cubhood memories that made him close his eyes, and start to remember his family. Even though he barely remembered them, it was still so comforting, so wonderful to reminisce.

Next thing he noticed as he wake up, was the different machinery around him.

Pikachu was surprised to see that he was in what seemed to be an hospital. He tried to get up, but he noticed that his body felt incredibly heavy, and was forced to lay down. His body was extremely sore, as if his muscles were tearing apart.

"Maybe I just need more rest", he thought, as the pain gradually died away. He was adrift in his thoughts as a female nurse came near, with a serious face. She had a lab coat with golden stripes on her clothes, and had a badge with the letters A and W on her shoulder.

"Hello. I am Doctor Allison Wert. As you have woken up by yourself, I need to run some checks on you, before calling your trainer."

The doctor had a serious voice, and was looking at Pikachu with a stern face. It seemed to be a serious issue with him, so he started to feel a bit afraid.

"Do you know what happened to you?" She asked, as she had a white lab coat with blue stripes on it.

"I dunno. All I remember is that I was about to battle, and then, I woke up here". The nurse was very surprised to hear Pikachu confirm his trainer's story. She let out a sigh before pulling out the sheets, uncovering his body to start checking his vitals.

He just didn't know what to think. That couldn't be his body, no. He was an average healthy pikachu. There was no way that scars all over his chest and back are now part of him. They can't be. He couldn't neither stand the trimmed patches of fur, nor the tail with blood stains.

Pikachu was lost in thought, just staring at his lacerated body.

"The first thing I need to check is your health", she said, as she started to take his vitals on a monitor. "You seem to be as healthy as possible in your condition, but I must inform you that you will carry some injuries for life. However, we don't know the extent of your injuries at this point in time.

She checked some more things, before she finally had some news for him.

"You seem to be ready for being visited by your trainer". Pikachu heard the words, but it still didn't register what she was talking about. "I'll send him an urgent message now". Pikachu wasn't sure what a pokegear was, but he was too afraid to see her pull one of those things from her pocket.

"Pikachu has woken up! After we took some time to stabilise him, we think it's time for you to visit him". She said in a sympathetic tone, smiling at Pikachu. "We will provide you with some room for you to recover, before you go back home".

A hour later, the door was kicked open, and a familiar figure came into the room. His hair was slightly shabby, as if he hasn't combed it. His clothes were a bit wrinkled, but at least he didn't look like a homeless vagabond.

"Pikachu? What happened? Are you okay? It's me!".

Pikachu tried to jump to him, but a severe wave of pain kept him sitting down. It seemed to be logical, due to his bad physical state.

The Doctor told the trainer to inform Pikachu about something that she had told him, and left, leaving them in a more private environment.

"I.. I am sorry. I have done something terrible to you." The trainer said, while trying to apologize to his friend, but he didn't understand any of what he said.

"What.. What happened?"

The trainer gave a sorrowful look at his old friend.

"I took advantage of you. I used you, just like the other trainers did. I was just greedy and want to become stronger. However, I failed. I am sorry Pikachu. I won't ever battle again, or else I will soon be left with no one in my life".

"What do you mean? You haven't beat me in any pokemon battles. You are not weak, you have been the greatest and kindest trainer that I've ever. I've always felt a connection to you, so I had no doubt that you could be anything".

"I know that I had no right to do that, but I'm sorry for what I did, I just... I don't deserve your friendship".

The trainer's tears started to fall.

"It's all my fault. Now, you have to carry on with the consequences of what I've done."

Pikachu started to worry, as he knew that if his friend started to cry, there was a really serious problem. His trainer wasn't the crying type.

"I was too selfish and irresponsible. I feel so sorry for hurting you Pikachu" continued the trainer.

Pikachu wanted to know the truth. He looked at his trainer's eyes, as he started to talk "I know you love me. I know you love everyone, because it's a trait rooted in the deep core of your soul. But now, I need you to use your own strength to overcome this weakness in your soul, and tell me what are the sequels I will be faced with. Please, tell me everything".

The trainer was afraid to break the silence. He had to admit that he was so hurt inside that he couldn't hold on anymore.

"I'll always be your friend, never forget it ok?" Pikachu nodded.

"I...I need to tell you... You were instantly rushed to the hospital in critical condition. You lost most of your blood, and there might be severe brain damage. At first, we didn't think you would make it. However, your strength and will to live was stronger than your physical damages. We fought for your life and managed to bring you back to the land of the living".

Pikachu felt such deep sympathy for his old friend. He motioned him to continue.

"But...but your body isn't well anymore..." He said as he started to sob uncontrollably.

"Your organs suffered massive damage, so, the only way to save your life was to take a very hard decision. After hours of intense debate... We had to remove most of them." The trainer started to cry, not because he lost his dear friend, but because he hurt his old friend by telling him about the hard decision he had to make.

"You were left with the basics to live, but.. but..." It was each time harder to continue. "I am so sorry Pikachu, but you won't be able to use any attacks ever again".

The trainer was crying so hard that he couldn't continue, and he couldn't talk anymore. Pikachu was completely defeated. Soon, his trainer continued, once he could speak again.

"It's okay, Pikachu. I know it's hard to accept, but you are a very strong pokemon inside your hearth, and that's exactly why I love you the most. You're my best friend and I will never be able to forget that. I will always be here for you. You're my best friend and I love you so much"

The little pikachu fell into his arms, and they started to cry together.

"I love you Pikachu" said the boy, while hugging his beloved friend, as Pikachu started to feel the world around him fade out.

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Pikachu opened his eyes, and found himself curled into a ball on his nest.

He felt his painful tears pouring down his face. His mind was unable to think, but his heart knew the answer. He fell into a deeper depression, and no help could come. He hated it.

He kept crying. Tears flooded his thoughts. He didn't understand why things were so unfair. He thought that good people in the world always get rewarded, and bad people get punished. But it wasn't the case for him.

Pikachu had no one, except for his best friend. But destiny gave him a devastating blow. He wasn't able to use any attacks anymore, and his emotional suffering was unbearable, as his trainer wasn't around him anymore.

He saw the walls of his nest, and remembered his trainer's words. He looked around him. The room he was in was a terrible mess. His pikachu nest was torn apart, and the medicine box was broken.

"I wish he was here to protect me" He thought, as he looked around. He felt even more ashamed about himself, as he had suffered a psychotic outbreak, and couldn't avoid it in time.

"I feel terrible. I'm useless now."

As Pikachu kept looking around, he noticed his vision was blurry. He had been weeping for hours, and had given up all hope of being able to continue living a normal life.

But then, he thought he heard a voice that he had heard so many times before.

"Raichu, I think Pikachu is sick today. He hasn't still woken up." Eevee said.

A soothing warm fuzzy feeling flowed through his body. He felt a small little heat coming from his chest. Even though any of his long-time relationships were with him anymore, he loved his work, as it was the only activity that made his life worth living. He absolutely loved to care of the cubs in there, and to make their lives better. They had also suffered so much in their short lives, and deserved something better, that he was able to provide. As his positive thoughts started to fill up his mind, he decided to give himself a little more time, before making a wrong, irreversible decision.

"Hey Eevee, buddy!" he said, trying to sound normal. Nobody could know about his secret.

"Are you okay?" Eevee asked at the other side of the door.

Pikachu started to feel better.

"I'm sorry" he said, "I overslept today. I will come out in a minute, OK?"

"No problem buddy" Eevee replied.

"Can you wait for me in the corridor's entrance?" Pikachu asked, as he didn't want them to witness the huge mess he had made.

Eevee nodded "Ok, no problem. Let's go, Raichu!"

Pikachu rushed to get ready for the Saturday that was to come. He almost forgot that today, Raichu was staying for the whole day, and only remembered it when he heard Eevee talk to her. He though for a moment, but finally decided to go out and try to resume his life as best as he could.

As he reached Eevee and Raichu, he felt a huge emotional weight coming from their presence. Although Raichu and Eevee had been a huge dread for him, each one due to different reasons, he didn't expect them to become his friends. He had never liked anyone but his trainer and family, and all of his relationships ended so horribly, that he had lost his trust for love. But Raichu and Eevee were slowly building up a connection with him, and he hoped to see how far they could take it.

"Hey there, Raichu! So you're staying here for the whole day? I'm happy to see you" Pikachu said as he tried to make small talk.

"Actually, Pikachu, I already knew you would come with us" Raichu said. "I told Eevee that I would come and check on you today before going out, to make sure everything is OK".

"I'm OK, see? Anyway, Did you want to go to the beach today? The weather can't be better! And besides, we will enjoy it" Pikachu said, trying to sound cheerful to get a conversation started.

Raichu nodded happily before they headed off to have a beautiful day together.