A LEGENDARIE'S OWN CHAMPION
A/N: This is my very first story that I'm doing so hopefully you all like it and I would like to thank DemonicSin69 for giving me some good pointers on my story check his stories out as well all of em are freakin awesome. Also I would like to point out I do not own Pokemon or any characters associated with it beside my own ideas, scenarios, and my own OC's. Also i would like to point out this is a slight introduction chapter as well i will post up the next chapter when I have a chance as I am also working on other stories as well as work. So please do not rush or flame me for what I am doing ok thanks all!
Chapter 1: A painful life
As the young man laid down upon the soft green grass with gray clouds floating overhead, the wind going through the graveyard had created a somber ominous and calm feeling. His music going at a soft volume, as his black sweater with his favorite Pokémon Darkrai on it in the position like Sebastien Michaelis from Black Butler with a small quote 'I am your biggest nightmare.' He sighed in a memory relapse...
"*sigh* I guess I should go back. Bye mom. Bye dad. Laters lil sis"
The young man said to the Tombstones of his parents Jonathan and Dianne Sinclair. And his little sister Jenny Sinclair. He got up walked did the trinity as he left through the black gates of the ground morgue and back to his family's estate...
His name was Kairas Sinclair. A young man of 18 with long raven hair that covered his left eye. His eye was abnormal on Earth it was a different color than how his right eye color was. One was green and his left was red. He wore black all the time and his slogan was "You never know when you'll go to your own funeral..." He wore black converse and pants along with a couple chains on them and his shirt under the sweater was a shirt with the skull from CoD: Ghosts and the wrist bands he had were bedecked with skulls and a choker he had on his neck with studs on it. In short he looked like a gothic-punker.
As he walked to the house that he was willed to by his parents and money that could let him live a quiet and comfortable life...
That would all come tumbling down some time later...
He arrived at the house and opened the door to the desolate place that once housed his fondest memories of his family and him. He looked about at the foyer where his mother's cards came in at times and remembered he always got a stool to see the colorful cards when he was a kid. But all there was, were letters of condolences and hoping he was at peace with all that happened. He walked through the house and into the dining room where he remembered how him and his parents would sit down laugh and eat meals together. But the chairs where his parents sat collected dust while they remained unmoved and untouched from that night many days ago.
As he kept walking he noticed the kitchen and Kairas smiled at the memory as he sees himself when he was a kid. But the kitchen was cold and not warm with the laughter and fun of his family. He then went to the living room where he saw the memory of him and his parents sitting down together watching movies underneath the blanket and the fireplace going. But the couch was barren save for the few pillows and the fireplace gray with ashes.
He left these rooms and went upstairs to the bedrooms where he saw his past self-running through the hall into his parent's room which he walked to and saw his past self-jumping on his parents yelling 'wake up wake up!' But the sheets were made into the bed not being disturbed...just staying there. He then went to his room that he always had but changed over the years since he was small.
He remembered the memory of him and his girlfriend. Of how she spoke to him of his emotional state. She tried many things even as far as sex but he declined with venom in his voice about her suggestion. She felt betrayed. Yet she couldn't understand his emotional and physical state, she was completely inconsiderate to him and his feelings. So she left him in a very cold and harsh manner.
She had invited him over to talk yet when he arrived he opened her bedroom door and it was revealed to him that his now ex-girlfriend and his best friend were having sex and his friend didn't even know about them still being together. She had looked up and smiled evilly towards him. His friend a shocked look on his face. When he left he bolted out of her room and home all the while his friend calling out to him. This was almost breaking point for him and he was finished with everything.
He dropped out of high school at his last year. Teachers, friends, neighbors everyone that knew him and his parents all came by to support him but he didn't accept it he kept a stoic expression. He grew distant from people yet he still had some emotion to show some people yet he already knew he wouldn't last in the outside world so he invested and made millions to live comfortably he has a small contingent of people running his business and his estate.
Yet he was alone in this world….
"*sigh* well good night." He said to no one in particular a tear streak staining his pale face...
He fell asleep crying again to what he kept remembering of that fateful day...
The painful memories resurfaced as he felt guilt for what he couldn't prevent. How he couldn't help at all.
He fell asleep with the pain of that horrible day that took his family away from him and had contributed to making me him become the way he is now. For driving away, a lot of people from his life…
*In another world*
"Fear not young man you shall be in a new home soon. And all the pain you have will be washed away." a melodic deep voice said that recognized his pain.
The mirror like portal the melodious voice spoke from had peered into this young man's life in particular she knew of his pain and she couldn't stand seeing him the way he is now and wanted to give him a sense of peace, of happiness. Of love…
A/N: So what do you all think a nice intro chapter right? Well please review and pm me for any ideas or modifications. Thanks and bye all!