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Amet awoke with his Pokemon cuddled around him, save Vampa, who was on lookout.

"Vampa," he said groggily, "You don't need to do that here. We-" The heir was interrupted by the sound of screaming downstairs. Rising from the bed with haste, he picked up his team and ran downstairs, the travel waking them from their sleep. He rushed into the ICU to find a keeled over Nikolai and a sight Amet wished he never saw - the corpse of Nickel, hanging from a makeshift noose and the note by the gurney she once occupied.

The boy looked down on the two PokeBalls, her Turtwig and Bagon. They had been together for so long. Separating them would be wrong, right? But a Turtwig would be a nice addition, if it listened to him at all. No, that was the wrong way of thinking. She entrusted them to someone who would care for them better than her. He thought he fit the bill, but...maybe he would talk to Luna and Aureole about it later.

For now, he hung his head and walked out of the ICU. There was nothing he could do. Shuffling towards the paper, he looked it over and signed it. ''I will do this for you, Nickel. Because you never got the chance to''.