Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Pokémon. Pokémon belongs to it's rightful creators, and owners. All I own is the plot of this story, and my OC's.

Story is rated M. Due to strong language, cartoon violence, and just because I really want to be careful.

Summary: A Charizard, sits at the grave of his beloved trainer. Remembering the good, the bad, the best and the worst of times, durring their pokemon journey. Story told by Professor Oak, Charizard, his beloved trainer, and by his beloved trainer's daughter Elizabeth.

Warning there will be parts in this story that will make you cry. So keep a tissue box ready.

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Our story begins in Pallet Town, located in the Kanto Region. The cementary located near Pallet town was quiet, the sun was shining, a soft summer breeze could be felt when the wind blew. Clear blue skies with white fluffy clouds could be seen. Occasionally a few flying type pokemon, flew over head in those clear blue skies.

In the cementary two figures could bee seen paying respects at one of the many graves located there. One of the figures is a fire/flying type pokemon known as Charizard. The final evolved form of Charmander and Charmeleon. Charizard sits on the grass besides a human companion, while sadly looking at a grave before them. It's blue eyes watering as tears run down its face. The tears dripped off it's face as it hits the grassy ground below.

A twenty five year old woman, stands besides the Charizard as she places a bouquet of roses down in front of the grave. The roses were in the shades of reds, oranges and yellows. The woman was five foot six in height, had a very slender angelic looking appearance to her, had natural spikey dark brown hair that reached down too her shoulders, and her eyes were a natural intense golden brown color. She stood there wearing a black jacket over a dark grey shirt, black jeans and black laced boots. A solid black baseball cap on her head, as a large grey color, one shoulder strap backpack was slung over her left shoulder.

The grave before them read the following:

William Sretaw.

June 1957- March 2013.

Loving Father, and Beloved Pokémon Trainer.

Professor Oak slowly approached the two. Charizard's head snapped towards him insteantly when Professor Oak stepped on a twig. It's eyes narrowing as it bears it's long razor sharp fangs at him. It's tears seemed too stop for the moment as it's tail was burning furiously. "CHARIZARD!" It roared at the Pokémon Proffessor as it stands protectively infront of the young woman and the grave. The Charizard appeared ready for a fight and it's face held a vicious look.

"Whoa! It's okay Charizard...Easy boy...it's just Professor Oak. Easy..." The woman said softly as the over protective Charizard, glared at the elderly Pokemon Professor and growls at him threateningly. The woman lays her hand softly on Charizard's arm in a comforting way. "Charizard...please...calm down." She whispeared softly as the Charizard looks down at her and relaxes slightly as he looks back at the grave once more. Once she was sure Charizard was calm once more. She turned to Professor Oak and smiled nervously at him. "Sorry about that Professor...Charizard is just over protective."

"It's quite all right Elizabeth. I can understand why he is so over protective." Professor Oak said softly as he gives her a soft smile in understanding. "Anyways it's been a while since you were last here in the Kanto Region. I heard that you are the newest pokemon champion in the Kalos region now. Congradulations by the way."

"Thank you professor. I couldn't have done it, without the support of my loving pokemon, that helped me through my journey as well as yourself Professor. Since you were the one that gave me my first pokemon, and helped me start my journey as a pokemon trainer. Just like when you gave my father, his very 1st pokemon, that helped him during his pokemon journey." Elizabeth said with a soft smile.

"How is your Charizard doing by the way?" Professor Oak asked her, as he remembered that she also chose a Charmander to begin her pokemon journey with, thirteen years ago.

"RedSapphire, is doing well. He's inside his pokeball at the moment, but he's very happy too see you again professor." Elizabeth said with a slight smile. Charizard snorted at the mension of the much younger Charizard that belonged to Elizabeth.

"I'm happy to know that your Charizard likes me. Quiet a few pokemon trainer's Charizards seem to hate me for some reason or another. I have no idea why but they just do. Your father's Charizard especially dislikes me, even when he was tiny Charmander he hated me. I still have the scars from him as do some of my assistants." Professor Oak said laughing nervously as he cast the Charizard a look.

Sensing that the professor was looking at him. Charizard's lips curled up into a snarl as his eyes narrowed towards the Professor once more, even though he did not turn his head towards him, a low growl could be heard from him. The flame on it's tail burning furiously. Elizabeth's hand gently patted the Charizard's side too keep him calm.

Professor Oak's face then slowly became serious as he looked at the Charizard. Who was once again starring at the grave of his beloved trainer, as it was trying to ignore them. Elizabeth's face held concern, and deep sadness. "That reminds me...How is your father's Charizard been doing?" Professor oak asked slowly.

"As well as one can exspect..." Elizabeth said slowly as she looked at her father's Charizard. The charizard was starring intently at the grave with a deep haunted exspession of sadness there. She gently rubbed Charizard's side, before she gently moved her hand off of him. "He really misses my dad...just like I do. I know it's only been a year since his unexspected passing, but it still feels like it was only yesterday." Elizabeth said softly as tears stung at her eyes but the tears did not fall down her face. Her voice shook slightly but that was to be expected. Loosing a loved one was never easy.

Professor Oak laid his hand on Elizabeth's shoulder softly, as he gave a sad appologentic look to her. Charizard's eyes shifted to look over at Elizabeth, knowing only too well that she was hurting just as bad as he was. Charizard then closed his eyes as he tuned out Professor Oak, and Elizabeth as they talked. He silently welcomed the comforting light touches from his beloved trainer's daughter, as his mind then started to replay memories of his past when he first meet his beloved Trainer.


To Be Continued...