Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon... yet

Jubilife City is so crowded this time of day when the temperature is just starting to cool down. I'm so angry I haven't found a single trainer yet. As I'm walking out of the city ready to give up and go home I run into a boy with odd dark purple hair, a purple and black jacket, light black pants, and purple sneakers, but what really caught my eye was his belt. A belt designed to hold pokeballs and it had six strapped to it. Finally I found a trainer! I thought.

I run up to him, "Excuse me! You in the purple jacket!" I shout and he turns around. His eyes look so mean.

"What?" he asks sourly.

"What's your name." I ask.

"Paul." He replied.

"My name is Amber Moore would you have a battle with me?" I ask.

"The daughter of Olivia and Samuel Moore? The couple that own all of those hotels, clothing shops, and restaurants?" he asked.

"Yes." I replied,

"Then no." he replied blatantly.

"Why not?" I ask angrily.

"Because you are not a real trainer you'd be no match for me." He said.

"I am to a real trainer!" I yell.

"No you aren't. I hate people like you. People who think they can call themselves trainers just because their rich parents bought you a pokemon. You probably haven't even been in a single battle in your life. How old are you anyway?" He asked vilely.

"I just turned ten that's why my parents got me a pokemon and no I haven't ever been in a battle that's why I'm asking you to battle me." I retaliated.

"I can tell by your clothing that dress and that hand bag that you aren't an actual trainer. You're the kind of person that would have thirty brand new Gucci purses not one worn out backpack." He said meanly.

"What's wrong with having nice things and by the way the bag and dress are Chanel not Gucci," I responded, "and it's not my fault you are too poor to afford anything."

"You think you are better than everyone else because you have money don't you? Well news flash I could crush you in a battle any day." He said.

"Fine then let's battle!" I exclaimed.

"Fine. Follow me but don't say I didn't warn you." He said eerily and started walking and I followed. We walked for about ten minutes until we ended up in an alley large enough to host a pokemon battle. The buildings around the alley were damaged in many places. The effect of multiple pokemon battles I guessed. "This will be a one on one pokemon battle. That's your side." He said pointing to the side we were currently at. Then he walked to the other side. Then I pulled out my only pokeball from my bag.

"Are you ready for this?" I asked confidently. He shook his head.

"I can tell just by looking at that pokeball that your no trainer." He said still shaking his head.

"What's wrong with it? It's shiny and clean. What is wrong with having a shiny clean pokeball?" I asked dumbfounded.

"It means you've hardly used it." He then pulled out a miniaturized pokeball from his belt and maximized it. It was so dull and scratched I'm surprised it still works. "This is what a pokeball is supposed to look like. When your pokeball is worn and scratched it means you;ve worked hard, and you've worked you pokemon hard. Now let's battle." He said.

"Alright let's go." I said opening my pokeball. In a flash of red light my partner appeared. A blue faced pokemon with yellow wool. My Mareep.

"Mareep!" it bleated happily.

"I can tell by looking at it that it barely has any experience. A rare pokemon that you parent bought you exactly like I predicted." He said.

"Mareep aren't rare!" I shouted.

"In the Sinnoh region they are." He replied.

"So." I mumbled.

"Let's battle. Go Torterra!" He shouted opening his own pokeball. Then a massive pokemon came out in a flash of red. It was humongous, and green with a tree on its back. "Use wood hammer." He commanded then it charged and slammed into Mareep sending it flying to my feat. She was obviously unconscious, but why was he still attacking? I wondered. "Now use earthquake." He ordered.

Then that continent of a pokemon brought up its forelegs preparing to bring them down to create an attack that could possibly put this whole half of the city danger, but the next thing I knew Mareep and I were being lifted into the sky by a very familiar fluffy white and blue dragon.

"Benjamin's Altaria! What are you doing here girl?' I asked and she just chirped. I never heard the vibrations of the earthquake attack or saw anything shaking, but then I saw why. One of Benjamin's other pokemon, his Grumpig, was holding was holding up Paul's Torterra with a psychic. I heard Benjamin's shrill whistle then Alltaria began to fly back down setting me and my still unconscious Mareep. "Ben I'm so glad to see you!" I shouted running to hug him his suit was so soft.

"Me too my dear. I suggest returning Mareep while I handle this." He said. So I returned Mareep in another flash of light. Then I heard Ben's voice. "Young man do you realized you could have endangered have of Jubilife city with that powerful attack? People could have died and another thing you knew that Miss Moore's pokemon was extremely weak compared to yours and you attacked with an attack that isn't super effective and her Mareep fainted, yet you continued to attack her with earthquake, an attack that is super effective against electric types like Mareep, an attack that could have very well taken Mareep's life had I not followed Miss Moore and stop your destructive search for power." He explained harshly. Paul's expression never changed.

"Why did you interrupt a battle that doesn't concern you?" he asked.

"If it concerns Miss Moore it concerns me." He said through clenched teeth.

"Who are you to her?" Paul asked.

"I am her personal butler, body guard, and teacher although she tried to give me the slip earlier today. Now if you want a battle with someone that is at your level then battle me not a poor innocent girl that didn't know any better." He replied.

"That girl still owes me money for winning." Paul said.

"As I recall you stated yourself that the battle was still quite active, but if you can beat me in a one on one then I'll give you double the regular wage and if I win you owe me nothing." Ben replied again.

"Deal my Torterra against your Grumpig." He said accepting a deal he couldn't refuse.

"Alright then Grumpig set down Torterra gently." Ben ordered and his purple and black pig set down the giant turtle. "Miss Moore would you do the honors?" he asked me.

"Sure, Begin!" I shouted.

"Grumpig use psywave." Ben ordered and Grumpig released a blue beam from its eyes that made direct contact with Torterra. When the beam cleared Torterra had fainted. Paul looked astonished.

"H-how?" he asked with a terrible stutter.

"Well you se psywave can be a very useful attack. Its strength is decided by the level of the opponent then the power is multiplied by 0.5 to 1.5. So I used your pokemon's own strength against him so even the strongest pokemon can be taken out. Now if you'll excuse us. Grumpig return," he said returning his Grumpig, "Altaria fly us home." Then I jumped on Altaria's back and she picked Ben up with her claws and we flew back home leaving Paul paralyzed in the alley with a fainted Torterra.

For me flying is quite enjoyable I'd much rather prefer flying on pokemon then flying on a plain but Ben get's scared when flying on a pokemon for a long time. He isn't so much scared of flying as he is of falling. When we got home Benjamin gave me the usual 'Don't be so careless' speech and sent me to my room. I love him he's been more of a parent then either of mine have ever been.

I still couldn't get over what Paul said. Saying that I wasn't a real trainer. Then I decided it. I was going to be a real trainer. I am going to run away to start my pokemon journey.