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Victor vents to Rose who is in a better disguise about Leon's condition.
Many hours passed and the sun soon starts to set. But Victor remained seated in the quiet park. The street was quiet which Victor was pleased with. No one else will come up to him.
“Hey.” A voice whispered, getting Victor’s attention. A hooded figure stood by the fence. His face was well hidden by the coming darkness.
“What is it?” Anger flooded Victor’s voice. What was up with this man and why was he dressed like that?
“You need some help getting back to the hotel?” The man walked up to Victor. His voice was so quiet that Victor had to strain to hear him. “It is getting late. You need plenty of rest for-”
“Leon is fucking injured and is close to death!” Victor snapped, clenching his fists. “Because that bastard was impatient and released that bloody creature!”
The man sighed then composed himself. “That is tragic, but you know Leon can get through this. You have faith in the Champion?”
“Of course.” Victor calmed himself down a bit. “I just want him to recover.”
The man nodded, pulling his hood further over his eyes. “Leon will. He is unbeatable after all.”
“Yes, Leon is.” The man’s words slightly eased Victor. “I do have to go back to the hotel.”
The man walked alongside Victor through Wyndon’s dark streets. Who was he? Victor wondered as he followed. Would he attack Victor and his Pokémon? His fears disappeared when the hotel came into view.
“Thanks, um.” Victor turned to the man. What was his name?
“Do not worry about that.” The man told Victor, waving his hand. His green eyes shined even with the hood obscuring his face. “Just get some rest.” He walked off, leaving Victor standing near the door.
Many hours passed and the sun soon starts to set. But Victor remained seated in the quiet park. The street was quiet which Victor was pleased with. No one else will come up to him.
“Hey.” A voice whispered, getting Victor’s attention. A hooded figure stood by the fence. His face was well hidden by the coming darkness.
“What is it?” Anger flooded Victor’s voice. What was up with this man and why was he dressed like that?
“You need some help getting back to the hotel?” The man walked up to Victor. His voice was so quiet that Victor had to strain to hear him. “It is getting late. You need plenty of rest for-”
“Leon is fucking injured and is close to death!” Victor snapped, clenching his fists. “Because that bastard was impatient and released that bloody creature!”
The man sighed then composed himself. “That is tragic, but you know Leon can get through this. You have faith in the Champion?”
“Of course.” Victor calmed himself down a bit. “I just want him to recover.”
The man nodded, pulling his hood further over his eyes. “Leon will. He is unbeatable after all.”
“Yes, Leon is.” The man’s words slightly eased Victor. “I do have to go back to the hotel.”
The man walked alongside Victor through Wyndon’s dark streets. Who was he? Victor wondered as he followed. Would he attack Victor and his Pokémon? His fears disappeared when the hotel came into view.
“Thanks, um.” Victor turned to the man. What was his name?
“Do not worry about that.” The man told Victor, waving his hand. His green eyes shined even with the hood obscuring his face. “Just get some rest.” He walked off, leaving Victor standing near the door.