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at first, jayden doesn't notice it. the situation escalates so quickly and immediately that there isn't time to
think — just the impulse of drawing his pokemon out, swapping himself into the spot of
Chu-e Choi .
[break][break] it's instinctual. the rocket loyalty in his veins runs deep, regardless of whatever it is that is going on around him.
[break][break] he barely notices it even after, when the knife stabs its way through his stomach. the silver glinting beneath the moonlight, fingers grasping around the sharp metal edge. his gaze locks first with that of
Roman Maher , the one who stabs him.
[break][break] roman, the boy that he had met not all that long ago, but a boy that he had forged an immediate connection with. maybe it had been because they had met each other at perfectly vulnerable points in their lives — when jayden's own life was falling apart all around him, when roman's life was one that he was trying to run away from. the two of them - somehow - had met and tried to piece their lives together, stitching together whatever remains were left.
[break][break] the boy that he'd offered to live with him, to set foot into a piece of his life that he had never allowed anyone else.
[break][break] the boy who held the other end of the knife that was now imbedded into him.
[break][break] his knees buckle. he drops to the floor.
[break][break] it's with a gasp that is lurched out of his chest, just as his eyes meet that of
boruta maher . the moment is brief, but before jayden can even think to grasp on the subject, his mind grows foggy. the knife is pulled suddenly and sharply from him, leaving a gaping wound that he tries to fill by placing his hands it. pain surges immediately through him, breath choking, as his hands soak with blood.
[break][break] he can't die here, not
now, not yet. not when he hasn't gotten to —
[break][break] and it's true. it isn't jayden's time. not yet, anyway.
[break][break] lada, his umbreon, leaps into action. her body glows with the power of
MOONLIGHT, just as she paws at her trainers belongings to release his gothorita. lugh immediately leans over his trainer's body, using the power of
HEAL PULSE to stitch together the wound in the boy's abdomen together. it isn't a perfect fix, but a temporary one, as jayden's mind fights its way to clarity.
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"t-thank you," he says to his pokemon, pushing his way to his feet. the wound isn't fully healed, as it still pulses with pain, but at least he's not in danger of passing out anymore. luckily for all of them, there is enough going on in the ballroom — childhood friends turned enemies, thinly-veiled threats, and the punching of one league lieutenant (
Greyson Connors ) — that even jayden's stabbing does not draw as much attention as it ordinarily should.
[break][break] of course, that does not take into account the emotional trauma of the two children involved.
Eris Halla runs away, and jayden's gaze flickers to the direction she fled briefly. but, no, chu-e would take care of his daughter. instead, his feet lead him over to
boruta maher and
Roman Maher .
[break][break] he glances briefly at
boruta maher , only to make sure the other man won't attack him, before leaning down towards the young boy.
[break][break] it's a panic attack. jayden is keenly aware, considering that he had experienced his own not that long ago. he thinks of
Cillian Quinn , and hopes that he is only able to help the young boy as much as gavin had been able to help him.
[break][break] he places a hand on the other's back.
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"try to breathe slowly." [break][break]
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+ tldr jayden's pokemon heal him with
moonlight and
heal pulse, at least enough that he can try and follow
Roman Maher and
boruta maher .