I remember exactly. It was 8 years ago. My mother took me somewhere in the forest in a small cave as Zorua to the world. Even then, my mother told me that I had exceptionally great potential, which she pulled it likely that I learned this at an unusually high speed and was equally fast speed faster and stronger.
My mother taught me very early in the wilderness to survive. The correct berries where and how to find and what Berry had any effect. In fact, I learned quickly. And even though I was only 6 months old, I already got myself my own dinner. Except when my mother asked me to refrain from this, because I always got only Pirsifbeeren because these were my favorite berries. Added to this was that I took way too many for my circumstances. And my mother did not like them. And yet every time she had to come up with something they can get rid of because I was full of mostly after 1 or 2 berries.
While my mother taught me about the berries and survive, my father taught me to fight. I was pretty fast a serious contender for my father. And even though I was only 1 year old.
When I was 1 year and 2 months old it was. It was a cold winter and snow lay everywhere. Although I enjoyed playing in the snow, but I was too cold quickly and I had to warm up with my parents. And then suddenly appeared from afar to these creatures. They did not look like Pokemon and walked on 2 legs. They had all three strange things in hand. Something which my parents had told. This type networks to hunt and catch Pokemon. However, no Poké Balls. My parents immediately stood protectively in front of me.
I do not remember exactly how the fight expired, but I know only the injured were my parents and my mother allowed me to your last bit of energy to escape.
When I went after a couple of hours back to the cave I hoped everything would be all right as in my mother's stories where afterwards everything always turned out as a game or misunderstanding. But nothing. My parents were gone. I dropped to the ground and began to stare out crying in the snowy landscape. As evening drew to a snowstorm. The cave was cold but at least I was safe from the storm. I looked for a small corner of the cave some heat promised to put me there and cried myself to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning I wanted to start crying because my parents were not there anymore. But I pulled myself together and decided to look for my parents to go. But first I had to eat something. I was starving. Fortunately, the hunters had not taken our winter supplies. So I ate myself fully and trudged out into the snow. It was cold but I knew I would survive the winter alone. And so I began my search.
Looking through the snow, I developed a kind of increased resistance to cold. But I was not only that. Inwardly cold. Moments of joy became increasingly rare for me, feelings like love, happiness, etc. I knew no more. Was then occurred sometime in the spring when the thaw and I was on a tree in search of food, I discovered in a cave a crying Snivy. At first I thought he would have food stocks of which I could use me. The Snivy itself does not interest me. Not even that it was crying. So cold I had the loss of my parents make. But when I looked into his eyes and realized that it really was not doing well mentally him, I felt sorry. I went to him and tried to comfort him. I hugged him as best I could (with paws when running on all fours is always a bit difficult) and he cried out in my embrace. Then I asked him, "What is your name?". "I-I?" He asked, sobbing. "I-I-I-I h-hot Eric". He replied, still crying. "I'm Thorge" I said. Finally he told me the whole story and his parents of those funny creatures (as I had figured out by now) people were called, was taken prisoner. He also told his father that made it possible to escape, with his last strength.
After he told me that he had calmed down. More surprised he was when I started to cry because in my head again took place as the scenario injured my parents were and allowed me to my mother in pain to escape. Eric took me in his arms and tried to comfort me now too. I also told him crying as it was passed to me. After we both calmed down we had decided to make our forces in the search.