"Please, tell me how it happened." "I allready told you a hundred times, I don't like talking about it." "But I want to know, please." "Why do you want to know so badly?" "Why do you want to hide it so badly?" "Uhg, why do you always win conversations." "Because I am older and smarter than you."

No matter what I did, or what I said, she would always come back at me with some moral bullshit that bet me.

"I want to know because my father knew your parents, and whatever my father likes, I love." "Bu...but...ugh, fine, but this is not some pretty story, this doesn't end with happily ever after. It ends with: "They died".

When the war between the Zangooses and Sevipers ended they all say that everyone had found peace. That statement was a bit exaggerated. Imagine that our species's rivalry with the other's was like what the human's called it: "The world war". Well, when it ended, it didn't completely get rid of all the violence, it just contained it. It went into something like racism. Our species wouldent fight anymore, but we didn't like being around one-another.

About 50% of the two species went along with their daily lives, but still scolded and insulted the rivalling Pokemon when the opportunity presented itself. 48% of the people accepted the peace and got along reasonably well with one another. They wern't bread and butter perse, but they just went with the flow.

What was the remaining 2% you may be asking? That 2%, is me and Erin.

We were the Pokemon that accepted the end of the war, and we still love it up until today.

She and I had been friends since I was about 4, or was it 5? Nevermind, irrelevant. She was the daughter of the Seviper King, and I...well, I...am the son of Gale.

The group of Zangooses and Sevipers who disagreed with this peace, went to seek out the reason for it. And that reason, was my parents. It didn't matter which side did it, they killed my mother and father. They were off on a holiday in Kalos while I was just at a day care in Unova. When the news of my parent's assassination hit me, I didn't even feel sad. At the time, I didn't even understand the concept of death, so I keep thinking to myself that they are coming back to me. They are just taking the long way around.

"That is why I am going also. I am off to Kalos to try and find the bastards that killed my parents, And them and I are going to have a little chat." "You can't just go skipping off to Kalos." "Why not?" "Your parents were some of the best warriors that anyone has ever know. If the people who assassinated them are even better than they were, how are you going to beat them?" "Look! I don't know how I am gonna fucking do it, I just have to!" "Can't you just be like the rest of us? Like get a job?" "Nobody deserves to be murdered. They deserve to live an old and happy life, then pass away on a really fucking old and broken bed with the ones they love sitting beside them, still shining hope on them till the end."

I think I just won at a conversation.

"Ug, fine. But I'm coming with you asshole." "No, you have no reason to come along with me." "I'm not going to let you get yourself get killed so easily. Besides, Unova is getting boring for me, I want to go somewhere fun!" "Ugh, Allright, but no singing, you're not Taylor fucking swift okay!?" "My singing isn't that bad!" "Your voice made a vegan choke themself with a chicken wing." "That doesn't count! They were autistic!"

And that is it so far. Me and Erin set out to the region of Kalos. There was just one problem,

Neither of us knew how the fuck to get there. Hopefully we should figure something else before we become homeless, but with our chances, I should start digging in the bins allready.