Name: James Xavier Micro II Age: 38 yrs.
Height: 5'9" Weight: 177 lbs.
Eyes: Cerulean Hair: Silver
Relations
James Xavier Micro I [Father](Deceased)
Annabeth Marie Micro [Mother](Deceased)
Michael Sean Micro [Brother](Deceased)
Erin Lynn Micro (Anthony) [Sister-in-Law](Deceased)
Sarrah Annabeth Micro [Niece]
Biography
I am Prof. James Xavier Micro II, however most people just call me Xavier. I was brought up in Cerulean City, in Kanto. I am the eldest of two children, with a younger brother—Michael. My home life was very normal as a young child, except for the fact that my mother passed away from Tuberculosis when I was eight. Father, Michael and I were all quite distraught. The neighbor girls seemed to be quite upset as well. Father thought it best to move to a far off place, newly discovered: Hoenn. We moved, and when we arrived, there was not much in the way of developed civilization. It was there, but it wasn't as in-your-face as it is nowadays. Michael and I met the local boys—Norman and Birch, the latter of which no one knew what his real name was—and we hit it off immediately. My first Pokémon came not from a regional professor, but from my own father—a Bulbasaur. I decided to call him Seeds. When I turned 17, my father fell deathly ill. The doctor said it was Influenza, but I have my doubts still to this very day. This left Michael and I by myself. A few years later, when I was 19, I started college to become a Professor, as did Birch. However, Norman studied to become a Gym Leader, and Michael had met a lovely woman, Erin, and had fathered a child—my beloved Niece Sarrah. A few years later, when I was travelling Johto, I received mail a phone call from Norman saying that something was terribly wrong and that I needed to return to Hoenn and head to Mauville immediately. I rode Skarmory as fast as his tired wings would allow, and I was stopped by Wattson when I landed. He told me that there was a large fight between Archie and Maxie in Slateport, and that instantly gave me a bad feeling in my gut. I asked him if Mike and Erin were okay, and his facial expression told me more than words could have. However he said that I should head to the daycare to talk to the couple there. I was distraught but he assured me there was reason for me to do so. I went over and my heart lifted slightly because I saw the face of my niece running towards me, frightened and crying. We returned to my manor in Lilycove, where we still reside today.