There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

The flames greedily devoured the entire forest, and the three people in the sea of ​​fire struggled to hold on.

The jewel starfish was beginning to look tired, and the translucent ruby ​​in the center of its body was flickering.

The three of them could only move closer and closer, and soon they were back to back, trapped in a desperate situation.

Ditto saw that Xiaoye's eyes were gradually becoming blurry and his steps were shaking.

It crawled out of Xiaoye's arms and stuck to his face, calling him.

Xiao Ye blinked and barely woke up. Inhaling a small amount of smoke made him gradually dizzy.

Xiaoxia's white legs trembled slightly, and she covered her mouth and nose while coughing softly.

Ditto jumped out of the trainer's loose arms, landed on the ground and struggled to transform into a water elf.

"That's enough, Ditto."

"Gem Starfish, stop it."

Xiao Ye held his head and tried to stop Ditto's actions with difficulty, but the next moment he suddenly started coughing violently.

Xiaoxia could vaguely hear the increasingly rapid "beeping" sound of the gem starfish. Even though the sound seemed unreal as if it was separated by a layer of fog, she still waved her hand to call back the gem starfish whose body was gradually softening into a ball.

Ma Zhishi silently looked at the Poké Ball containing Raichu in his hand, put his right hand, which was still able to move, next to his left hand, gritted his teeth, clenched his left hand tightly, and tore off the Poké Ball that was stuck to his right hand.

Ma Zhishi panted heavily and placed Raichu and Naughty's Poké Ball together.

Fire snakes were rampant in the forest. Xiaoye seemed unable to hear the noise coming from his ears. All he could hear was the "sizzling" sound of leaves being roasted by the flames.

He half-closed his eyes and looked up at the sky. The azure sky was covered with a layer of black fog, and the smell of burning trees irritated his fragile nasal cavity.

"Ditto, transform into Pidgeot."

The usually obedient Pokémon acted foolishly at this moment, shaking its head desperately and climbing onto Xiaoye's shoulder, holding a dehydrated and shrunken fruit in its limp hands.

"Be obedient. At least you shouldn't stay here."

Xiao Ye took the Poké Ball from Ma Zhishi's hand, forced a smile, tilted his head and bit off the dry and sour fruit.

"It's delicious. When we get back to Vermilion City, go find Lingyou and ask him to take you out for a feast."

"But now..."

Before he could finish his words the boy started coughing again. When he stopped again he looked even weaker, and even his right hand holding the Poké Ball was shaking slightly.

"You have to go back to Vermilion City first, take Raichu and Naughty to find Miss Joy, and then..."

Xiao Ye's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he could only struggle to stuff two small Poké Balls into Ditto's hands.

"Help us find Miss Junsha and ask her to put out the fire."

The world before the boy's eyes was already mottled. He used up the last of his strength to push away the Pokémon that was sticking to his face, and said fiercely at the helpless expression of Ditto.

"Come on!"

at the same time

Xiaoxia placed the Eevee in her arms and the Poké Balls that she and Xiaoye had captured earlier but had not been teleported away on the body of the Gemstar, touched its wrist and said.

"Gem starfish, be sure to protect them."

Xiaoxia tried hard to hold back the tears in her eyes and suppressed her trembling voice.

"We'll be waiting for you here, after you find Miss Junsha."

"My sweetheart, let's go."

The girl used her hands covered in black ash to support Mashishi's limp body, and watched the two Pokémon fly high into the sky and escape from the sea of ​​fire.

Under the raging fire, the whole forest was filled with a melody of sorrow and mourning.

The flame is both a hymn to the hero and a tomb for the hero.

----

Tick, tick, tick…

The girl in a trance seemed to hear a sound that was not unfamiliar.

Is it...rain?

Rainy days were my favorite when I was a kid.

She likes to walk slowly in the drizzle and feel the coolness of the rain.

The wet hair began to drip water, and the clothes stuck to the body seemed to be kissed by the rain.

"Really? Xiaoxia ran out to play again!"

“Every time I go out on a rainy day, what if I get sick?”

"Come on, let's go find her."

In front of Xiaoxia's eyes, three annoying sisters appeared, holding umbrellas and going out, anxiously looking for her. Every time this happened, she would quietly pull Hai Xingxing away and hide, laughing secretly in the corner.

"elder sister…"

The girl who pretended to be strong could no longer hold back her tears and whispered tremblingly.

“…I’m so scared.”

----

Tick, tick, tick…

"Xiaoxia."

who is it?

The sleepy girl's brain was unable to think at this moment.

"Xiaoxia!"

Let her sleep for a while, she is really tired today...

"Xia-Xia!!"

"Pikachu skin!"

Xiaoxia, who had closed her eyes, suddenly opened them. Some cold and wet liquid flowed down her face, and the hot environment around her seemed to become a little cooler.

She slowly raised her head and a drop of rain fell on her eyelid.

It’s raining…? !

The rekindled desire to survive restored her spirits, and she heard the call again.

"Xiaoxia! Xiaoye! Ma Zhishi!"

"Pikachu-Pikachu! Pikakachu!"

It's Ash and Pikachu!

"Ash!"

Xiaoxia yelled loudly, and now her voice sounded like a 70-year-old grandmother, and she would cough for a while after every yell.

"Ash!!"

"Ash!!!"

"Xiaomi!" Xiaozhi's voice came again, but this time it was filled with a tone of surprise.

"Squirtle, use the water gun!"

While the cool water gun passed through the flames, the girl also saw her favorite waves.

Before Xiaoxia's slow brain could start working again, four vines fell from the sky, tied around their waists and lifted them up high.

The haze that always shrouded the forest was pierced by a ray of light.

Against the light, a figure walked out.

Xiaoye, who had finally breathed in fresh air through her mouth and nose for the first time in a long time, opened her eyes a little, took a deep breath, and a helpless smile appeared on her lips.

It’s a familiar scene indeed.

Thank you for your hard work, Lingyou.

----

After returning to Vermilion City

Xiao Ye and two other people were rushed to the hospital for treatment.

The forest fire was put out by Psyduck's "rain prayer" and Haxorus's ability to change the weather, and there were not many Pokémon casualties.

The moment Ditto and Stargewir arrived at the Pokémon Center, they were stopped by Nidoran who stayed there and told Serpentine that they were going to rescue them.

Miss Joy stopped Ditto and Starfish who wanted to return and forced them to stay.

Given their current weak state, they don't even need Happiny's help. Miss Joy alone can easily control them.

She looked at the wounded Ditto and the Gem Starfish whose gem in the middle was always flashing, and she didn't dare to let them out of her sight.

It wasn't until a Nidoran ran in from outside and said something to them that they stopped struggling and passed out.

The severely burned Raichu also received timely treatment. Although his life is no longer in danger, he can only lie in the treatment chamber, waiting to wake up.

Maybe it's a day, maybe it's a month, maybe it's a lifetime...

The situation of its trainer, Ma Zhishi, is even less optimistic.

Burns, gunshot wounds, blood loss, carbon monoxide poisoning…

The moment Ma Zhishi and his companions were sent to the hospital, doctors plugged oxygen cylinders into their bodies and began treatment immediately.

The two young people are not seriously injured. They only need to undergo a few hyperbaric oxygen chamber treatments and take medication on time, avoid strenuous exercise or staying up late, eat more fruits and pay attention to their diet, and they will recover soon.

The man covered in black dust and blood stains is more troublesome. Not only does he need to keep breathing oxygen, he also needs blood transfusions, surgical stitches, skin transplants, etc.

But...it's a blessing in disguise that no one died in this man-made fire.