User:Twinsplayknight

Nurse Joy

I always wanted to be a “nurse joy” you know, taking care of these injured pokemon, tendering their wounds and most importantly just being there in general to help them out. I go to a pokemon training school, most of my friends want to be pokemon trainers, but I wanted to be a nurse joy,. I make it to the last year of pokemon training school, we can decide which position we want to take up, be it a pokemon trainer, a nurse, a sailor etc and etc. if it wasn’t evident enough from what ive already written, I took up the nursing area. I along with a few other female students about roughly 30 others were there. Sadly my sister decided to enroll as a pokemon trainer, but that’s for another story. I was relieved I wasn’t the only one. We were all smiling and excited we were…full of “joy” you could say. Sitting down in our organized tables we chatted among ourselves as we waited for the defining moment when our teacher would come in and tell us all about himself or herself. We were took by surprise as the windows and doors were clamped with solid steel locking us in, it made a big thud sound and all the other students panicked, you could hear their worrisome chattering and the scared look on their faces. Even I was surprised at this, what could this be? I said to myself. The teacher made her way into the room, she was wearing a nurses outfit, she was bruised all over, from head to toe you could see scars and marks as if she was almost beaten to death. Standing in front of the blackboard she introduced herself. “my name is nurse smyles” she spelt her name up on the black board in case of any confusion. The chalk made an ear twisting sound and her hand writing was almost like a pre school students first attempt at writing. She was boney and skinny with long grey hair reaching down to her waist her face looked ancient. She smiled to us, her wrinkled eyes were unseen. Turning around weakly she placed down her stick of chalk. “So… you want to become pokemon nurses I assume?” she said in her weak little voice as she turned back to face us. We all had the same obvious answer” yes mam.” A slight grin grew upon her old face as she held up a sheet of paper. “this test will decide your fate… if you complete the test you will become a nurse for all of eternity, if not, you will die…” We gasped covering our mouths in fear sweat began to come down my face. Everyone started to scream “Get me out of here!” or “ I don’t want to die!” they slammed on the walls and tried breaking down the doors or windows “its no use children, that is solid steel, it is impossible to break. You’re trapped in here and this sheet of paper will decide your fate. I hope you’ve been studying.” Tear streams went down our faces as we were scared for our lives. I tried to stay as calm and collected as possible, but on the inside I was terrified. The rest of the students including myself walked back to our desks and sat down anxiously. Nurse smyles started to hand out the sheet of paper with a dull almost lifeless look on her face. She had an hourglass, “when the time is up I will collect your sheets, finished or not, do you understand” Everybody was too scared to even let a word escape from their mouths. As she tipped over the hourglass it had begun, sounds of pencil tapping filled the room and ringed in my ears. The sheet was devised in to two sections, one was an essay about whether or not you think you are up to the task, the second was a questionnaire, I difficult one at that. 40 minutes later the hourglass was over nurse smyles said “time is up kiddies!” in a voice that made me shiver. One girl busted out in tears screaming” I don’t want to die! I don’t want it to end like this!” We all watched her scream in fear, as we felt the same way, there was no hope in anyone anymore. “alright now time to see the results” she chuckled demonically as she went by the students and received their papers. Making her way up to her desk she plotted down the test results, we sat in fear and waited for several moments. She stood up “ I have collected the results” there was a long quiet pause “ if I call your name, you have failed the test…if not, you will experience something” her voice completely changed as if she was possessed by the devil itself “ far worse than death…” the fear was in everyone’s eyes. She called out 10 names all when called died of a heart attack, or some mysterious unknown cause. I went pale, my heart was beating out of its chest I was terrified. “ the ones who are still alive… follow me” she said as she walked out of the only exit. The 20 other students had stood up, legs shaking, neither one of us could walk properly we threw up, multiple times and collapsed along the walk down the long stretching hallway. Next thing I knew I was wearing a pink uniform and the rest of the attire I had to wear as a nurse joy. Only then did I notice the truth behind nurse joy. She only says the same lines over and over every single time, the same actions, the same…everything. A pokemon trainer made his way up to me. Without even controlling myself, I said “would you like me to hear your pokemon?”  I took his pokemon out back…they hadn’t fainted at all… They had…died. It was all a lie I told myself. There were wild pokemon out back, my body moving on its own ripped the still beating heart out of a Pikachu, there was blood all over my hands. I had put my mouth down the owners Pikachu and took out its lifeless heart, then I replaced it with this “new” heart stuffing it down its throat with my own hand and replacing it…it was alive… I screamed” HELP ME I DON’T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE!” but that wasn’t what came out of my mouth, all that was said, was “ your pokemon are back to full health, come again soon” I then knew that I wasn’t actually a nurse joy, my soul was trapped within it. I was crying I wanted to die, this was torture to me I couldn’t handle it. Many other pokemon trainers have pasted over the years, ive thrown up, reached to the peak of insanity and even tried ripping my own eyes out,  but I couldn’t die, on the outside im just a happy “normal” nurse… I have some how become adapt to this lifestyle… I still to this day wish I could have retraced my steps and maybe, become a pokemon trainer…