Magic & Transvolution

Chapter 10: Clinton Maplethorn.

"Sup, Mayor," Justin says, waving. Ada waves her hand slowly, smiling at the mayor before groaning.

Nickel scrunches up. "Oh dear: You need medical attention at once!"

"Ye-Yeah. I—" Her eyes half-close. "Know..." Ada collapses against Justin, pressure increasing on him. The boy wraps his arms around her.

"Ada!" Justin shouts, concerns spreading. As this happens, the cops pin Cindy down, the Gothitelle flailing. Firm grips tighten the wrists, one officer sitting on her knees, positioning the handcuff. She locks the cuffs around Cindy's wrists, sighing.

"Looks like our job here is done," she states. Pink auras spawn over the cuffs, the woman gasping. "What the..."

"What's wron—" the other cop gasps, dark pink auras surrounding him and his fellow companions. The Gothitelle Psychics the cops away: Some crashing into their own cars, others rolling next to the teens. Everyone looks.

"What in the world?" Nickel says, bewildered.

Cindy floats, staring down with glowing blues. Horten's lips are freed by this point, the man gazing at her. She gazes back, floating higher. The man quivers at this.

"Cindy!" he shouts. "Cindy, come back!"

The Gothitelle stops, glaring. "Goth-thi," she says, flying away.

"CINDY, NO! COME SAVE ME, PLEASE!" Horten's fist clenches. "DAMMIT!"

Ramon's ears lower. I hope you find a place that makes you feel better, Cindy...

The smug cop smirks. "Man, you're such a scumbag, even your Gothitelle doesn't want to save you." He chuckles. "Just isn't your lucky day, huh bozo?" He looks at the rest of the officers, recovering from the attack. "You all alright?"

One cop groans by her car, brushing herself off. She stands, rubbing her arm before nodding. "Yeah. At least I'm doing alright," she replies.

"Good. Let's take this trash to the dumpster." The cop looks at Nickel. "You coming with us, Mayor?"

The mayor nods. "Of course." His attention goes to Clinton. "I'll take my leave now...Take care, my friend. And—" he sighs. "Try focusing on your retirement, please?"

"I'll do what I goddamn please, Nickel," Clinton says, glancing.

Nickel stares at the elder's fury, red emanating from them. He looks down, sighing as he and the smug cop enter the car, the trainer being in another vehicle.

As the cops drive away, a woman in pink clothes exits out of the Pokémon Center. "Huh? What are the policemen doing here? Or...was doing here," she says.

The hiding-behind—erm, the robbed man exits his spot, sighing. He walks towards the teens. "Hey, thanks for—" he pauses, eyeing the injured girl. "—helping me there." He grimaces. "Yeesh, are you alright?"

Ada slowly lifts her thumb before finally passing out: Everyone's mortified.

"Oh my god!" the nurse exclaims. "You two come with me, now."

"Finally," Justin says, clenching his friend. The nurse rushes inside of the Pokémon Center, Justin following along.

"Hey! We need help taking this patient in!"

Within seconds, more nurses arrive at the double doors: Rushing towards the teens, guiding them inside. Ramon and Clinton follow, drenching with concern.

The man stands there, holding his bag. "Hope she's alright," he says, turning around and walking to his home.

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