To Live: Prologue

They say that the Cave of Origin is where all things begin, and that Mt. Pyre is where all things end.

It was at the Cave of Origin that I found my beginning.

Often times during my youth in Sootopolis City, I sneaked out of the house after I had put my mother had to bed so that I could seek refuge among the stars at the entrance to the Cave of Origin.

Because Mt. Pyre seemed so dreadfully far away, I always believed that the deceased found their way to the stars instead. Whenever a star winked at me, I fantasized that it was one of my ancestors watching over me.

It was on one of these nights that I found them... my beginning.

In truth, many make sure to steer clear of the Cave. The mysterious aura surrounding it sets off a warning bell in the minds of many, humans and Pokémon alike. However, I feel strangely at peace whenever I enter it or even come near it. Perhaps this is the reason I always feel so secure when I am in Sootopolis.

In a world full of Pokémon, I never really thought that I would ever become a trainer. Maybe it was because of my undernourished environment relating to Pokémon while I was growing up. My mother didn't particularly care for Pokémon; my father had died while on a Pokémon journey when I was seven years old. Subsequently, my mother became mentally unstable and it was my responsibility to care for her. I always imagined that I would continue to care for my mother until event one of us passed on. It occurred to me that I should get a Pokémon to assist me in looking after my mother, but Pokémon journey was never an possibility for me.

Whenever I wasn't looking after my mother, my time was usually taken up by my self-education. Aside from the school in Rustboro City, it was left up to the parents to educate the children. Some were educated by their parents, but, after my father passed away and my mother became mentally unstable, I had no one to educate me. It was then that I took my education into my own hands. History textbooks, math textbooks, science textbooks, and just plain books were all devoured in my search for knowledge. Thanks to my diligence, I finished my education by the time I was thirteen, and the meaning of free time was opened up to me.

Most times, I didn't know what to do with myself, and I ended up devouring even more books and spending even more time at the Cave of Origin.

Author's Note: title, genre, rating, plot, and pretty much everything else is subject to change... heh. Please feel free to tell me what you think. If you have any comments, review! Also, I am always open to criticism and even flaming... This story will probably go through immense changes over time, but we'll see... Also, please keep in mind, this is a prologue. I know that it is short.