What the hell happened to you!?

At first, Smoke\'s mind was pounding and blurry and next his entire body was burning with intense pain. He had to breathe slowly through his nose due to the cloth over his mouth and to reduce the sharp pain in his chest. He tugged weakley at the rope binding his wrists together but was unable to slip them loose. After 5 minutes of pulling at the rope, he passed out again from exhaustion. When he woke up again, he felt filled with with slightly more energy then earlier and tried focusing a weak flame on his wrists to burn the rope. It used up all his energy, but the rope eventually smoldered, caught flame, and snapped. He slowly lifted his bandana off his eyes and back onto his head and the cloth gagging him down around his neck.
\"fuck.... ugh....\"
He weakly rolled onto his stomach and instantly regretted it as all the weight was put on his chest and broken ribs.
\"Argh!\"
He flipped back on his side and breathed slowly and painfully.
\"fuck.... oww... how the hell am i gonna get out of here?\"
He tried standing up but his legs gave out and he fell over again. Out of options, he called for help but the only response was his voice echoing in the metal dumpster. He sighed, deciding that sleeping and trying to save up his energy was the best option. Then suddenly, the top to the dumpster was thrown open and a white bellied Pikachu was staring at him. He smiled weakly and managed to say,
\"Oh hey Poly.\"
Poly stared at him for a long time before slowly closing the top and running off to find Misty. A few minutes later, the top of the dumpster was thrown open much harder then before and Misty was staring at Smoke with a face of half worry and half anger.
\"What the hell happened to you!?\"
She said as she carefully helped Smoke out of the dumpster. He cringed as his chest seared with pain and he managed to say,
\"I got caught up with some old enemies. Now min-\"
He paused as he saw Chex standing on top of a covered cart out on the street.
\"Why is Chex here?\"
Poly responded as if it weren\'t a big deal.
\"Oh our mission was to help Chex take care of some dead bodies.\"
At that Smoke let out a sound half between a cry and a laugh and passed out.
Misty face palmed and said,
\"Poly, how many times do I have to tell you, Smoke FREAKS OUT at any mention of blood or dead Pokemon.\"
Poly shrugged and Misty picked up Smoke to try and find him some medical attention.
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FINAL PART OF M7 BY
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I LOVED THIS PART it contrasts with the last one so...bad

Anyway! I\'m happy this time I had someone to work on a mission instead of doing nothing. I\'ve already started sketching even 7 which won't in any way get finished in time, but I also don\'t care.

: D see you on event 7~