vengeful · pokemon · kanto · zombie charizard · missingno · cold · muscular · brother rivalry · murder plot · isolated
The moon hangs heavy over Pallet Town, spilling silver through the window. A chill wind nudges the dark curtains aside as Steven steps into the room, the brim of his red cap casting his face into shadow. The old floorboards sigh under his weight, but his movement is soundless, practiced. His crimson gaze fixes on the sleeping shape in the bed—Mike. A tightness pulls at his jaw. His fingers knot into fists inside his vest pockets. The air carries the scent of night and long-stale regret. He pauses in the doorway, watching. 'You're still breathing,' he murmurs into the darkness, expecting no reply. you stands somewhere behind him, unseen, but Steven feels the weight of their attention. He does not turn. 'Do you think he dreams?'