Finding the Injured (1)

Everything had gone to shit. John could barely believe just what has happened, one minute he was sitting at home content with the love of his life, and the next the news was filled with reports of things all just going straight down to hell. As much as he wanted to just stay at home with his husbands the reports and pictures had just bore into his mind and his soul until he couldn't ignore it for even a second longer. "Lassy!" He called out to his pokemon, the large pink creature instantly perking up at the sound of her name to look over. "Get the house ready while I'm gone, we're going to be having a lot of guests soon, I can't imagine that all the Pokecenters in Brookfell will be able to handle just the sheer number of pokemon getting injured out there. 

 

No, there was no way what so ever that they would be able to handle the volume. This was a catastrophe and beyond even just the litwick fusions and the fires or fissures- pokemon were also attacking and being attacked by that legendary pokemon. It was in John's mind simply carnage and quickly he put his jacket on and hurry out the door. He made sure of course to send a quick message to Noir first to let him know where he was going and to sync their locations as well. It wouldn't be good for him to be out there and end up injured personally with no one able to find him. No, he'd make sure that Noir always knew where he was and that he was safe as he hurried out towards the danger zones. 

 

It was a decision that he knew was right. The smoke in the air was heavy as he left the city and he couldn't help a small cough that built up in his lungs. He would have brought Lassy with him directly as she was great at helping pokemon in need, but he didn't want her to breath in too much smoke and end up sick herself. She wasn't meant for dangerous environments but there was one little fellow in his collection who was perfect. A small fire delta who more times than not would catch the things around him on fire- but who would be safe no matter how much smoke or heat surrounded him. The Budew was brought out from their pokeball in a flash of red light and looked around excitedly. Their feet hopped up and down off the ground in joy and it earned a small smile from John as he crouched down infront of him. "Hey there Jacky- how are you doing today?" He asked, earning more excited cries from the little pokemon. He seemed more energetic right now than usual... Was he perhaps feeling at home now that he wasn't the only thing on fire? "I have a really important task for you to do for me~ There's a lot of people and pokemon out here who are probably hurt... I can't go into the thick of the flames for very long, would you be able to find them on my behalf?"