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..Death.. "We're sorry, Professor, but I don't think your grandson's Raticate will make it," the nurse whispered. Oak sighed, rubbing his temples. "I'm sorry to hear that. ...Green, do you want to pay your last respects?" The boy snorted. "Like I care! It's all Red's fault. He doesn't know how to hold back!" The nurse made a small sound of disgust before retreating to the back of the Center, syringe in hand. "Red killed your Raticate? I think not! It's your own fault for pushing your Pokémon and not preparing for such a situation when you knew you'd be away from a Center, and your own friend had to suffer the consequences," Oak answe