Hope you die, Pyrite

This is to Pyrite. I'm not backing down because of you. Silver's lucky to be alive because you nearly killed him. If it wasn't for me, he'd be dead, you know that, right? You nearly killed him. You nearly murdered my... best friend. I hope you know that, son of a bitch.

Sure, you cut me up, tried to drown me under the ground, entomb me in rocks, and crush me with your bare hands. But like you said, my determination is strong. And it's gonna be stronger than you'll ever be.

I'll protect Silver, for May's sake. I'll never back down. We're lucky Pich kept you paralyzed, so you couldn't move the piece of rock embedded in Silver's body. One small movement, and that rock could've pierced his lung. You said you'd tear it out. I refused. I made sure that it wouldn't happen, or Silver would bleed to death.

We're lucky we got Silver to a hospital fast enough, or he would've bled to death anyway. Taking out the rock would've made him bleed more; you know, thanks to Pich preventing you from moving, we couldn't dislodge that rock until we got there. Thanks to Mewtwo, so many people needed blood to survive, and all of the donations had been depleted. Like I said before, if I wasn't there in time, Silver would've died.

I mean, if May was normal size, I'm sure she'd help. Actually, I know she would. She wouldn't leave Silver to die. I know that. But at her size, I know it's impossible to do. She'd die of blood loss herself if that happened.

Another thing, Pyrite. I don't think Mewtwo's told you. And I don't know if he knows, but with this message, he will learn. He will learn about a strong promise May and Silver have made. I don't know where this promise was made, but the promise was this. They promised that they'd never die on one another. Apparently, that's kept them both alive without the dagger. They're lucky to have such a strong promise like that, the nurse said.

Pyrite, Silver woke up the next morning. The first thing he asked for was May, typical. I'm not telling him that he not only mentioned May's name in his sleep, but mine as well. Sapphire's jealous... anyway. You failed to kill him, just thought I'd let you know.

You know, it was all thanks to Explorato that Silver got to the hospital in time. He managed to create a Swift star large enough for a person to ride, but small enough to go at amazing speeds. Feraligatr and Explorato helped me get to the hospital in time to help Silver; to give him the blood donation he needed to survive.

Pyrite, go tell Mewtwo you failed. I'd like to see you writhe in agony. I'd like to hear of your death. I hate you. Sure, you look exactly like me, you can disguise as me, you have my memories, but it won't change the fact that I hate you. Silver knows about you as well, so he won't get mixed up. Adios, Pyrite. I hope you're happy. After all, this message made me very happy. It let me get it all out.

One last thing. If I die, if I ever die... it'll be fighting you. I'll evade Silver, no problem. Misty, she shouldn't be hard to escape from. Metal pool-cue anyone? Metal splinters would hurt, I'm sure.

P.S. I'm proud of Pich. And Explorato, and Feraligatr. Especially Feraligatr. He was so concerned about his master, and wanted to help him in any way. Pokemon can be so loyal. I'm glad Pich could keep you from moving as well. It'd kill Silver, if you tore out that rock. Or moved it the slightest bit upward.

And now, I say goodbye, and end this message, Pyrite. Adios. Hope you die.

                                                                                                                   From, Gold.