The Legend of Dane: Johto Journeys
Prologue:
It was near midnight and eight year old Dane Grey was having trouble sleeping because of the wind and rain raging outside his window. He was tossing and turning when he heard a soft knock at his bedroom door. He got up and opened the door to see his father standing just outside.
"Hey buddy, sorry if I woke you," said his father.
"It's ok. I was having trouble sleeping. What's up dad?
Danes father gave him a sad smile as he knelt down to look his son in the eye.
"I have to go away for a while."
"Why," asked Dane in the worried voice of a child?
"I have to go help my….. I have to go help an old friend who has walked down the wrong path. I need you to be strong, for me and especially for your mother.
"I'll be strong. I promise."
"I know you will, and to help you be strong I have something for you."
Danes father reached into his pocket and pulled out a small red and white sphere. He placed the pokeball into his son's hand.
"In your hand is a great responsibility, a responsibility to be kind and loving to your pokemon. A responsibility to be not only a good trainer, but a good man. If you care for your pokemon he'll be your best friend, and your most loyal partner till the day you die."
"Thank you," said Dane quietly.
Dane smiled and looked up into the silver gray eyes that he and his Father shared.
Danes Father rose and messed up his sons brown hair saying, "I love you. I'll be back soon Buddy."
His father walked away and Dane looked down at the pokeball in his hand. He would train hard and when his came home he would show him how strong he had become.
The thing is his Father never came back…