My name is Tokiro.
A Pichu with redder fur than usual is running in the Park as it is being followed by a young boy with a Pokeball on his hand, the Pokemon paid close attention as the Trainer gain more speed, this one throw his Pokeball at him, but it reach the ground, Tokiro used this moment to stop and turn back, trying to take as much energy possible...
...My dream?
The Pichu imagined a long black tail with a large thunder shape scythe replacing the one at the end of it small body, he jumped, putting all of his electricity at the end of his tail as it trying to keep up with his pain and slammed the person on the head "ARGH!" The trainer was slit in two, letting blood getting out of both parts in the Pokemon's mind, but it was only a minor electrocution for the child, Tokiro jumped off of the young boy's head.
I want to become a Raichu and travels all around the world, and there's nothing, nobody, not even the strongest trainer that will stop me, and that, as long as i am alive!
"Alright, now that's done it! YEARGH!" The young boy throw the ball as hard as he can, Tokiro quickly turn on his side and make a spin jump, sending the pokeball in the bushes, the Pichu looked at him with a maniacal face, grinning with his eyes wide open, the child took a step back, fearing the thing "You really are stubborn huh? NO. ONE. WILL. GET. ME!!" On the last sentence, Tokiro run forward of the boy, jump and grips to his T-Shirt, take everything possible to get in the air and let's everything out.
Even if it take months, even if it take years, i will reach those goals, no matters what...
The boy fell on the ground, the small Pichu release his grips off the boy, trying to breath "Douglas, were are you? Douglas!" The Pichu realise the presence of the older man, his hearth started to go wild as he quickly got up, he could no longer control the electricy going wild around him "Son? DOUGLAS!!" The Pichu ran away as fast as he could, shooting sparks in every directions, he could hear the man shouts..