The doors to 🔥's chamber couldn't open soon enough for 🎖

🎖came to a quick stop before the collapsed body of 🔥, laying on his side, blood dripping into a puddle beside his head. Still gasping from the worry that the last few moments had entailed, 🎖 dropped to his knees and closed his eyes. After his breathing stabilized, he opened his eyes again and focused on the task at hand. By just scanning 🔥's condition, 🎖 could tell a few things: one, 🔥 had no external wounds, at least not from the side that was visible, two, he was breathing quicker than normal, not to fast, but still off, three, he seemed to be unconscious at the moment, his neck still unbroken. With that final conclusion, 🎖 huffed once more and turned 🔥's body so that he was laying in his back. He didn't stay in this position for long before 🎖moved him again, using his own arm as a back rest for 🔥.

🔥 skin was growing colder and his breathing was growing faster. His eyes blinked between open and closed, what lay behind them a dull pit. 🎖 closed his eyes and shook his head, "No, dear Arceus no, this can't be happening, not to him!"

🎖 took up 🔥's hand, shifting his fingers to the base of his thumb. 🔥 didn't seem to care too much, his eyes fixated as much as they could on the corner, or perhaps something farther away. That was the least of 🎖's worries at the moment however, as he could feel 🔥's pulse growing weaker.
"Arceus DAMMIT! I-I can't do this, dear god, you know I can't! I'm not a certified medical person, what am I supposed t-to- d-do about it..." 🎖's face unscrunched it's self from the face he made at the beginning of the rant, into a face that you would see if a light bulb went off. He shook 🔥, causing him to snap out of the trance he was in, only temporarily, and another coughing fit to start.
"I know what I'm gonna do! We need to get to a hospital, now, or other wise it's likely that-that-" 🎖 choked up on the final word, as if saying it would confirm all of his greatest fears.
"Boss isn't gonna-cough,hech,cough- like that"

"Noibat, hurry up and come out!"
"I know your tired, but I need you to cut down this curtain! Get as much of it as you can, as fast as you can, ok?"

"Ok-huff-o-ok, I-it's fine, j-just, cough into the fabric, alright? Ok, there we go." 🔥 complied, being to weak and disoriented to disagree like he normally would. Every hack of blood into the makeshift towel pushed him slightly off of 🎖's outstretched arm, serving as a temporary back rest, and into his other outstretched arm, holding the bloody curtain with a hard grip.

"This isn't working," 🎖 he said to himself, and pulled out his other pokeball, "Houndoom, come on out!" In a flash of light there stood the drowsy Houndoom, it's eyes glaring at 🎖. "Arceus, I'm sorry, I know your tired, but you have to help Noibat, see how she's cutting down curtains, I need you to bring them to me." The Houndoom looked skeptical, and snorted. 🎖's eyes grew soft and he looked way from Houndoom's gaze. "It's not because I want to, it's for-" 🎖 shifted his arm, to which 🔥 started to cough violently into the sopping curtain, already saturated with his blood.

The soft whispers of his heart beat drifted into the echoes of waves hitting the sand on the beach outside.