First fanfic. ^^ Hopefully you like it. This is very non canon.. so uh.
Read at your own risk? No idea.
~blueFireDraconius
Ingo always looks like a guy who always frowns and wears black, works on a train, and probably loves (in a Blankshipping way) his brother, Emmet. He doesn't live in Nimbasa City, but rather Anville Town.
Yawning, he wakes up only to end up falling down the stairs because of how tired he is. Emmet is usually sitting on the couch downstairs eating cereal. Ingo decides to make coffee and some toast. After that, he takes a shower, gets dressed, blah blah blah. You get it. He takes the train bake to Gear Station and head aboard the Single Train.
He waits patiently for trainers to come forth and battle him. And the first one does. Ingo is the victor of the battle, as the young trainer did not have strong Pokemon. Then another comes. Ingo wins, again. He wins for a while, until one trainer has him lose. Ingo doesn't black out. Only when he was young did he ever black out. Instead, the victorious trainer blacks out. He wakes up in a bloody room, in a chiar, tied up. Ingo faces towards him and approaches slowly. The trainer usually cries, but some don't. This one did. Ingo held up a knife when he got very close to him. The last thing the trainers would see was Ingo smiling.
Smiling.
After the day is done, Ingo and Emmet would go home to rest. Until another bloody day..