I would like to personally thank Blue Toad and Kikixeni for taking their time to review this beforehand and advising me on how to improve my fanfic. Also I do not own the Smash Bros. series.


I sobbed for hours last week. I ignored the multiple rings of the door and phone. Probably it was from Ike. He was always concerned for his friends which included me as well. But I just wanted to be left alone. He is not of this world anymore. He was my best friend for years. Charizard, why did you leave me?

In the back of my mind I knew you would leave before your natural lifespan was up, but I denied those thoughts. I met you because of your special condition, the condition that claimed your life.

I am not good with years but a long time ago I wanted to start my Pokemon journey. I, unfortunately, had no access to young Pokemon that most trainers start out with like Bulbasaur and Cyndaquil. It is too dangerous to attempt to befriend a wild Pokemon on my own. I needed a partner, a Pokemon partner.

I was lucky when I learned about a shelter that houses abandoned Pokemon who would not survive if they were released in the wild. I met you there, as a Charmeleon.

I saw you first as I was exploring the shelter. The shelter was well taken care of, with friendly staff. You just slept in your part of the cage. I wanted to see if there were other cool Pokemon, who were more active. You were pretty cool, as you are a rare Pokemon, but I wanted a more energetic partner.

I was not impressed at all with the others. They were all too common and dumb looking. Bidoofs and Pidgeys? I moved on and ignored them. I looked at you again. You were still sleeping. A staff member told me that you were very mellow in your personality. I always thought of Charmeleons as rowdy lizards due to their ever raging hormones I am not trying to make fun of your kind. Your species do get pretty wild before growing your wings and becoming magnificent Charizards. I decided to take you. But why are you in the shelter in the first place?

I learned a bit more about your background. You have some genetic defects that require a lot of attention. The previous trainer could not afford to keep you. He probably was not a good one anyway as he probably lost many battles and lost much money due to that. As a result you were brought here. I really wanted you. I did not care about your problems. I wanted a cool Pokemon. I think my childish thoughts prevented me from thinking rationally if I could really give you the support you needed. When signing papers so you can become my Pokemon companion, I was asked in the legal forms how would I afford to pay for you. I said I would win many battles and win prize money. The staff was a bit unsure due to the previous trainer so they gave me you on a condition that I can prove I am a good trainer and can afford you. After the initial week, they would see that I indeed was able to fulfill my part.

The Pokeball to house you was given to me. I summoned you into it. You woke up while being called back and looked very excited that you were finally leaving the place but more importantly, I am not sure if you felt this, but I knew your existence was acknowledged and you are wanted despite your flaws.

I brought you home. I really wanted to go out and prove that I am the best trainer around by tackling many gyms and defeating the Elite Four. I suppressed that urge as I felt you needed to feel at home first. I remembered how nervous I was before releasing you in my room. I was afraid that you would burn down my room and I would get into so much trouble for it. Fearfully, I released you.

Oh, you were so curious. You left nothing in my room unexplored. You knocked down many things in the process of quenching your thirst for knowledge in your new environment. But I forgave you. You were pretty cute during your exploration. I fed you and petted you afterwards. My mother came home and she was surprised at the Pokemon I brought home from the shelter. She expected a younger Charmander instead. At the end, she liked you as well. She gave you treats and petted you. I didn't want to call you back to your Pokeball. But it was getting late at night and your tail gave off quite a bit of light in my room. I… I… hope you weren't upset.

I hear another door bell. I don't want to show myself. My face is red and I looked like a mess due to all my sobbing. "Leave me alone!"

"It's Samus! I want to talk to you. You have not left your house in days."

"I don't want to be seen!" My eyes watered even more.

"Please let me in. I know what you are going through."

End of Chapter One.

I want to give a heads up that the next chapter will contain the events of Super Metroid and the Metroid Manga.

Also, reviews are always welcomed.