"Drew's back!" yelled children gleefully. "Hi Drew!", "Welcome back!", "Oh my, you've grown!", were among the pleasantries he received by the mouths of the people of Coordinator's Rest, his hometown. Then the pleasant day was shattered when some of the rougher teens came around and started to tease him. "Back so soon?" "Couldn't handle real life?", and so on and so forth. Well, until one of the most respected coordinators came and scattered them. "Sorry Drew, they don't know how skilled you are. They're so bird-brained and they don't even watch TV." "Yeah." he said. He knew the real reason for why they were doing this, it was because of his sister. She was the only person who didn't do contests. He believed sometimes that Thorn had token Drew under her wing. This was because she had black hair, blue eyes, and she didn't compete in contests, much less even have Pokemon! He went in to the house, said hello and stomped up to his room, the joy gone out of returning home.
Thorn knew what was wrong. She knew of the lies the people who were distrustful of a non-coordinator had fed her little brother. Sadly she couldn't ease his heart and tell him who she really was.
5 years later
"Ha ha" the teams magma and aqua's commanders said. "We will definitely beat this little pain in the ass town of weak trainers." "Yes sirs" said their army of Pokemon trainers. "Hello coordinators!" said the commanders. "We are now ready to take over your little town!" Little did they know, but Thorn, the Contest Master, was free from caring for her little brother so she could be her own self now. "It's not like you have a contest master here but, we must obey protocol, so, Contest Master! "Yes?" the cold voice of Thorn resonated in the echoes of the square. The villagers looked at her, ready to scoff and laugh, but what they saw shocked them to silence. Thorn was wearing a purple tang-top knitted style with beautiful blue jean shorts and green sandals. It matched perfectly with her, this was the most startling part for the villagers because she had black hair and black eyes before so they thought that she wasn't related to Drew, she had blowing long green hair and eyes that perfectly matched Drew's. "I am here. What do you want?" she said, transformed into a Contest Master. Not any contest master, but the Contest Master, the one who was better than even Wallace. The one who had suffered a gruesome injury and had disappeared off the radar. "Ooooh" they gasped. " Oh really" said the commanders. " Show us that you really are what you say!" " Mighteyena, Wailren, GO" they screamed with fury. "Archanine, extreme speed" she said cooly. Mighteyena and Wailren were blasted back by the wind and fainted from the damage. There was dead silence in the square