Rough Night
It was a long travel from his home. His parents had rushed him into a small ship due to Kanto and Pike hadn't got time for much. His body clothes, a backpack with a few personal belongings and his beloved Seel, a pokemon Pike's father got him when the Monfan family fortunes were high, was all he could get. Officially now, Amycee Pike Monfan was a refugee and he didn't knew when he would see his parents, or his home, again.
The journey passed uneventful. As they got close to Cinnabar, the days grew hotter, with a few scattered white clouds on the horizon. Then the night came, so did a storm.
The small vessel was thrown from one wave to another, being blow up and down over the furious water like a father on the wind. A Gyarados roar could be heard amidst the thunder and ever-strong wind. Before he could register the danger they were hit, and Pike fell to the unstable floor albeit his effort to hold himself.
'Master Amy.' Called the captain crashing into the small room. 'The ship is doomed. The men are already in the water, I understand you have a water pokemon.'
'Yes.' Pike said. Then he nodded as the Gyarados roar made all attempt of communication fail.
Tumbling against the walls, Pike followed the captain out in the deck where he saw the burning red eyes of the water beast. He picked his pokeball, his only treasure, in a second Seel would be released and he would swim to safety, somewhere.
But the rampaging Gyarados was faster. As the wild pokemon hit the ship, trashing it, ripping it apart, Pike was thrown out in the water, the pokeball flew from his hand before he could release his pokemon. The cold waters embracing him tight.