Everlasting Bond
CS-BK
Intro
We just received a box in the mail, with my father's name on it. It's confusing because, 2 weeks ago we received a letter via air mail, concerning the death of my father. The letter was stunning. I was basically, emotionless. My mother however, not so much. She locked herself in her room, away from the "cruel outside world" (as she would describe it). It hurts now, especially to look back upon all of the good times my father have shared. He took care of me. He took care of anyone he could. He traveled around Sinnoh, doing many great and interesting things. He knew everyone from Twinleaf Town all the way to Sunyshore City. He was there for everyone…including the military. When the Great War broke out, my father was the first to volunteer as one of the defending soldiers. He left my mother and me behind with all of his belongings and money. One of the things he gave me that I will never let go of is a family photo of my mother, him, and me on our last vacation. The picture was taken about 5 years ago, right before he left. The people of Twinleaf threw my father a farewell party in his honor. We all thought he'd return a war hero. Instead…He didn't even return. I'm not going to lie when I say I feel a sense of abandonment. He promised me he'd be back, and he will never be able to fulfill that promise.
As for this box I just got in the mail, I'm kind of afraid to open it. Who knows what could be inside?! I haven't told anyone about the recent delivery, because I'm not too sure how my mother is going to react. If my father were here, I know he'd want me to take it upon myself and find the inner strength to open it. And open it I shall…one day.
The Box
It has been about 2 weeks since we've received the box. I've told my mother about it, and she is just afraid to open it as I am. But I feel as if it's high time someone does it. As I get closer to the box my mind starts to race about the possibilities that may lie inside. I picked up a small blade and cut through the tape, thus opening the box. To my surprise, I find a dusty tin case with badges that appear to be from Kanto, along with 5 Pokéballs, some weird looking egg, and a few documents. I haven't a clue what I'm supposed to do with any of this. All I know is this egg…its more than just an "egg". I know that sounds crazy, but there is just something about it. My mother is now reading through the documents. She keeps telling me it's "Not for kids", so I'm just going to shrug it off. She also grabbed the 5 Pokéballs, and the badges. She told me I should keep the egg. She also said if it were to hatch, the first thing I HAVE to do, is take the baby Pokémon to Professor Rowan.
Professor Rowan is the Pokémon expert of Sinnoh. His lab is in the next town over, called Sandgem Town. I've never been there, but I've heard it's pretty small. My mother said it's not too far either. So, I'm going to wait for my egg to hatch, but in the meantime, I'm determined to figure out what those Pokéballs contained. I'm pretty sure it's my father's wartime battle team, but I want to figure it out for sure. My mother just went to her bedroom to sulk again, so now is my chance to investigate. I have to search the house to the best of my ability. I will find those balls and I will find out what they have inside of them. As I creep down the hallway, I can hear my mother sobbing in the next room. I try to stay as quiet as possible as I approach the table in the living room. On top of the table, sits the box. I open it to find the 5 Pokéballs sitting atop of the "adult" documents. I reach into the box, grab the balls, and dart out the front door. In excitement I throw all 5 balls into the air screaming "GO, POKEMON!". The balls fly up and come crashing down just as fast.
I don't know how to react. I bend over and pick up the scattered Pokéballs, and assume they are empty. I put the balls in my pocket and entered my house. I walk quietly down the hall back to my bedroom, and lock the door behind me. I turn to see my egg sitting peacefully alone, on my bed. A sudden feeling of innocence runs through my body, and I put the egg in my hands. I hold it for a few minutes until I feel a small jolt. I jump back in surprise. I sit awake the whole night with my right hand on the egg waiting for just ONE more jolt. The jolt didn't come at all. Its 6:30 in the morning. I'm exhausted and dreary. I want sleep. I NEED SLEEP. I lay down on my bed with the egg next to me. My eyes begin to feel heavier and heavier. Then, they finally closed.