Prologue
A grunt asked, "Have you located our target, Muck?" Muck responded, "Positive, but he's far too young. I'd say around five years old." Luck scowled, "Blast! The boss needs that boy now, but he's not even a trainer!" Muck inquired, "What do we do then? We can't kidnap a five year old boy!" Luck contacted his boss and informed him of the situation. He roared in anger, "So you're telling me that you can't capture this boy because he's not a trainer!" Luck quivered, "Sir, he might not even be aware of his powers yet. And since we have yet to locate the temple, we might as well wait until he's a little bit older." The boss pondered this for a moment. Then he replied, "Very well. We shall wait till he's older before capturing him. Until then we shall find the temple that we will be bringing him to."Luck, now a little more calm, responded, "Okay sir. Do you want us to keep an eye on him?" The Boss answered, "No that's too risky! Report back to base for the time being. And have your minion do the same." Luck replied, "Yes sir! We'll be there shortly."
After the boss hung up, he stared at a report on the boy he was targeting. He went on a small rampage completely wrecking his office. He flipped over his office table, threw flower vases at the walls, scattered paper across the floor, knocked over bookshelves, tossed his chair, and shattered his laptop. When his small melt down was over, his office looked as if it was hit by Twister. He looked back at the report and he shredded it to bits with his bare hands. He went to the window and looked over the horizon and he vowed, "Just you wait Ash Ketchum! Your life is going to change drastically. And when you least expect it, I will strike with my fullest power. And you will be no more than a foolish kid who will end up with nothing but misery." When he finished his vow, he turned to see how the location of the temple was progressing. And he was right. The boy's life was about to change. Some for the better, but most of it was for the worst.