Prologue
A young boy, who seemed no older than 9, stared at the T.V. in awe. He may have seen this battle many times before, but it never seems to cease amazing him.
'I wonder what it would be like to be a trainer... To be like the people I see on T.V. Always on a adventure, always battling, making more friends then I have ever imagined...' The boy thought, admiring the tactics the trainers used.
The battle was reaching a climax, both Pokemon weakened considerably. The battle was between a heavily scarred Blastoise, who had scars and cracks everywhere; even the blaster on its back was damaged, and a Mightyena; who seemed to be small for its kind. Too small, it seemed.
In the end, the Mightyena prevailed, finishing the Blastoise off with a well-aimed Faint Attack. The Blastoise went down with a resounding 'Thunk'.
"Blastoise!"The Blastoise's trainer cried out.
The trainer quickly ran to his Pokemon, patting its head."You did well, buddy."
"The winner of the battle is Tyler and his Mightyena!" The announcer said, as the young boy watching the battle cheered.
"You never seem to get sick of watching that, Seth..."The young boy's mother said.
"Of course not! It's always an awesome battle!"
"I see... I've seen it at least a thousand times, so why wouldn't I see..."The mother replied, muttering the last part."Clean up and go to bed Seth, your dad will be visiting tomorrow."
"But mooooommm..."
"No buts mister, Clean up and bed, now!"
"Awwwww..."The young boy, named Seth, muttered.
He grudgingly turned off the T.V., and put away the VCR tape that held the battle away. He grabbed his stuffed Charmander toy, and walked off for bed.
His mother smiled softly."Such a good kid... Maybe one day, he'll be able to reach his dream..."She said to herself, so quiet she barely heard herself.
A/N: A actual attempt at a story! *Le gasp* Amazing, right? This one will hopefully do better than my others. At least this time, it didn't omit words. I hate when it does that...
Anyway, stay tuned for the ride, will ya?