Stockholm Syndrome (Pokemon FanFiction)

For the anime/manga competition.
(Legal stuff - all characters and plot etc. belong to nintendo or whoever owns Pokemon idk)


9. Chapter 9

I woke up next to Ash, and this time, the spearows were really gone.  I looked at him, and for the first time, I didn't hate him. He risked my life for me, he sacrificed himself to a bunch of angry Spearows. I remembered. He's not like the others. No other human would do that, most would simply let me die and catch another Pokemon to replace me. As a matter of fact, I can't even think of any Pokemon who would protect me as fiercely as he did, except maybe my parents.

Anyway, I'm tired of this animosity, it would be a lot easier if we just got along. No, we’ll do better than get along. We’ll be best friends. He picked me up again, and I felt safer in his arms then I ever had in the tall grass.

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