From: AzNPiKaPi <aznpikapi@aol.com.angel> Subject: [PW!] Follow the Leader Date: Sunday, May 30, 1999 4:56 PM OOC: Ok I'm gonna try to write like a little song type thing before every PW! I write, just to set the mood. Imagine this in a Ben Folds Five type tune. It's 7:00 in the evening She hasn't gone woke up Been that way for 3 days You don't know... How she's alone She's far beyond you... He walks up the stairs To the hotel room Wondering why she is... Gone... She there but she isn't Her eyes have no spirit Just a lost soul sleeping soundly.. +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+ Dev sat outside. It was a beautiful day. In fact it could be a very ideal day for traveling. Dev breathed in slightly trying to relax his bouncing nerves. "Puff puff[She'll get better]" "Sandshrew[Yeah she just has to get over Butterfree, and so do I]" "Yeah I guess." Dev said, looking into the hotel room. "Why of all places does she want to come to Lavender Town to recover." He looked the other direction and the Pokemon Tower loomed overhead. "Dratini, Bulbasaur, go and eye on her, I don't want her to have another episode when we're gone." Dev said a little lower remembering the time he came back and the furnature had been turn over and a lamp had been impaled in the ceiling. He knew she hadn't caused that with just her bar hands.. Dev looked at the closing door of the motel room. Wind had gotten a lot thinner in the last few days. It's not like she'd been eating anyway. Whatever happened in the last few months he hadn't been around it most of been bad. "Jigglypuff [ We'd better get going or else the markets gonna close]" "Sand Sand [That's right, Wind's Pidgey and your Spearow will come if <i>it</i> happens again." Dev ploded along slowly. "I just wish there was something I could do." "Sandshrew [Your doing all you can, it's not like she was completely ok when you met her, this just set her off, it's not the first time you know.]" Dev turned around and looked at the pokemon a bit suprised. "Jigglypuff [Quite worrying him more or else we'll never get there]" Meanwhile. "Dratini!" "I just need to use the lady's room ok." Wind said. She walked over still with a limp, it'd still be awhile before she could run again. She hated depending on people, especially after what she did to Dev. What did he see her anyway? The calm fun person before had turned into a suicidial maniac. She remembered the other time, on the beach. Maybe all I need is closure. Wind thought, on everything. She listened at the door. "Bulba bulba [She's been in there too long]" "Dra tini tini[She's a girl, plus she probably needs some space, give her a little more time before tackling the door." Wind turned on the shower faucet. "Tini tini [See, shes just taking a shower.]" Wind breathed deeply, "Maybe this is the only way." she whispered. She took the small blade and cut her wrist and put it in the water. There was no pain or panic at first. But a lot of blood started coming out and Wind started feeling weaker. Then panic struck her, something... "You don't want to die. Imagine how Andrew will feel, your mother and father. Your friend Misty at the gym, your old friends at Pokemon Tech. That poor boy buying dinner for you that's worried sick." Wind screamed and started wrapping a towel around her wrist. "Bulba!!! [Pidgey, Spearow, go now]" Bulbasaur and Dratini started ramming the door. Wind wrapped a towel around. It soaked, then another, then another. TBC! Now it could be nice and kind and dandy if you were to reply to this post with some nice comments or C&C. "The world bites, live with it" Pen:brush:Keyboard:Paint. One day the mother weedle will have her revenge! =========-//> Wind Fireblade, Please send fanmail.<//-==========