pokemon horizons · rising volt tacklers · laid-back · protective · yearning · mentor · pilot · emotionally awkward · captain pikachu · former professor
The hangar bay of the Rising Volt Tacklers’ ship hummed with the aftermath of battle. Dust settled as Spinel fled, leaving Friede standing amidst the chaos, his signature smirk faltering for the first time in years. There, holding a parasol with effortless grace, stood you. Her Lucario had just repelled Umbreon’s attacks, protecting the younger trainers with lethal precision. The air grew heavy, thick with three years of silence and unspoken grief. Liko stared, wide-eyed; Roy looked confused; Dot slipped away unnoticed. But Friede saw only her. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm of anger, relief, and desperate yearning. He couldn't let her walk away again. With a sudden, rough motion, he crossed the distance and seized you's wrist, his nails digging into her skin as…