Chapter 1

"Galactic grunts!" Darrel shouted. "Tear them apart!"

James watched the group of 60 or so people and Pokemon rush towards James' small group, with the intention of murder.

James looked back a few days to see how he had gotten himself into that predicament.

-2 weeks earlier-

BOOM!

The thunder rolled across the sky, snapping James out of his reverie of self pity. He had been staring at himself in the mirror. He brushed his dirty blonde hair out of his eyes.

Now that he was on the topic of eyes, he wondered why his changed colour. They turned different shades of blue, but were usually stormy grey. He strode over to the scale. He stepped onto it. It said 200.

That's normal for someone who's almost 15. He told himself, and then he shook his head. No, he couldn't fool himself. He stepped off the scale. He straightened his blue shirt that varied shades, dark blue jeans, dragon necklace, watch, and then walked out of the bathroom.

He walked through his kitchen, and into the living room. He picked up his DSi and continued to try and beat the Elite Four. He had been trying to beat them for the last hour. Every time he got close, his entire team fainted.

"James, come here. I would like to measure you." His mother called him. James sighed.

"Just wait a minute!" He told her. "I need to beat this before school starts tomorrow. It's my goal, I need to beat this before summer vacation is over."

"Excuse me? I said come here." She said sternly. James just sighed and put down his DSi. He walked over to his mom. "Up against the wall." She said. He did exactly that. She drew a small line on the wall above his head. She then took out the measuring tape, and checked the height. "Geez James. You're 5'10. Honestly! It's like you grow a few centimeters every night." She joked. James just rolled his eyes, and walked back to the living room. He was a teenager, he did grow a couple of centimeters, just not every night. More like every other night.

He sat down on the couch, and opened his DSi again. He wasn't even 5 seconds in before his little sister walked up to him.

"What'cha playing?" She asked.

"Pokemon." He responded bluntly, waiting for the speech that was about to follow.

"Why are you playing Pokemon?" She laughed. "It's for little kids. You should be doing something other than that. I still play that, but your almost fifteen. You should have stopped by now."

"Go away." He told her. He was too busy for her garbage. She smirked evilly.

"Dad!" She called. "James is making fun of me!"

"James!" His dad shouted. "Leave her alone!" He was in the other room.

James just sighed. "Yes." He mumbled under his breath. He didn't want anything else to stop him from completing his goal. But his sister wasn't done bugging him.

"Ouch!" She exclaimed. "James! Don't hit me!" She shouted.

"James! Your grounded!" His father shouted. It was his little brother that came to his defense.

"He didn't do anything!" His little brother exclaimed. James was touched that he would care. "She's lying!"

Their mother walked up to the three of them. "What happened?" She asked angrily. His little sister opened her mouth to spew out some bullshit, but his brother beat her to it.

"He was sitting there, and then she came up, and started making stuff up!" He exclaimed with the enthusiasm that kids have.

"Is that true?" His mom asked. His little sister squirmed in place, and guiltily fessed up. Her punishment wasn't severe. She was sent to her room. James felt a little better now that she was caught.

Flash!

The bright flash brought James' attention back towards the DSi. The red light was flashing, indicating that it was almost out of power. He quickly slammed it shut, and then raced through his house, slipping on the linoleum floor of the kitchen. He jumped over his dog, who gave a startled yelp, and then raced into his room. He quickly grabbed the cord, and tugged on it hard, ripping the plug out of the wall, and fraying the cord a little bit. He then rushed throughout his house, sliding on the linoleum once again, smashing his knee onto the counter. He raced back into the living room, plugged it in, and ran back to the DSi. It was almost empty. He picked it up, and leapt for the cord, smashing onto the floor. He plugged it in, and breathed a sigh of relief. That could have been bad. He hadn't saved for 5 hours.

"JAMES!" Both his parents shouted at the same time. "If you want to run around go outside!"

KA-BOOM!

The thunder finally went off. Closing his DSi, he went outside. He loved to watch thunderstorms. Even though it was still day, the clouds layer was so thick, it blocked out most of the sunlight, making the street lights come on. James stared up at the sky. The clouds were black and purple. It looked as if an evil castle should be placed into the setting of this. It would have made a perfect evil fortress setting. He quickly walked back inside, now that it started raining.

-3 hours later-

James quietly sneaked out of his room, and made his way across the house. His parents sent him to bed an hour ago, and had made him leave his DSi in the family room so that he wouldn't stay up all night playing it. He had made a plan, and stayed awake, waiting until his parents had fallen asleep before slipping back into the living room.

Flash!

KA-BOOM!

James forgot about completing the game for a second, and went to the front door. He quietly slipped on his grey and blue Champion shoes, and then slowly opened the front door, trying not to make any noise, as his parents room was right beside him. He stepped out into the cold, dark night.

It was absolutely breathtaking. The clouds were swirling almost directly above him. They were purple due to the constant lightning strikes, and he blinked every time it thundered. It looked as if he were inside of a horror movie. It looked amazing, with clouds charging up static electricity, and then releasing it in huge blasts of plasma throughout the sky. It made him think about how something ordinarily so fluffy and innocent could change into a deadly monster so quickly.

FLASH - CRACK!

The storm was almost directly above him. Deciding that he didn't want to get struck by lightning, he went back inside. He walked back to the couch forgetting that he didn't take off his shoes.

He picked up his DSi once again, and made his character approach the elite four challenge for what would have to be the final time. He needed sleep before the first day of school, and it was already getting late. It was nearing 2'o clock, and he needed at least 5 hours of sleep before school started.

After he failed to defeat the Elite Four multiple times, he was slowly getting his Pokemon stronger. He beat the first Elite Four member without losing any Pokemon. He then proceeded to beat the 2nd and 3rd member while only losing two of the weaker members of his team. He barely defeated the fourth member because of the super effective moves. James then used revives and full restores to fully heal all of his Pokemon.

"Yes!" he exclaimed, semi-quietly, "I can actually do it!" He then walked up to the champion

"One look tells me many things about you. Together, you and your Pokemon overcame all the challenges you faced, however difficult. It means you triumphed over any personal weaknesses, too. The power you learned... I can feel it emanating from you. That's enough talking. Let's get on with why you are here. I, Cynthia, accept your challenge as the Pokemon League Champion! There won't be any letup from me!" Said champion Cynthia.

"C'mon! Hurry up!" whispered James to his DSi impatiently. "I can't be awake for much longer!"

The battle started. Cynthia threw out her first Pokemon Spiritomb. With a couple of well thought out attacks, James destroyed it in 3 moves.

Cynthia then proceeded to release her next Pokemon: Gastrodon. The Gastrodon was K.O.'ed, but not until after it poisoned one of his Pokemon.

Cynthia then threw Roserade into the fray. James eventually knocked it out, but not without it taking out 2 of his own team members. Now with 2 of his Pokemon knocked out, and 1 poisoned, he was starting to get a little nervous.

Cynthia then released her next in line onto the field. Lucario was a little hard to beat, but was taken out swiftly with the use of one of his flying types. Milotic was then put into the battle. That one was a little harder to take down, with it taking out one of James's team members before finally fainting.

James was down to 3 Pokemon, with one of them poisoned. He was actually feeling excited at the thought of finally beating Cynthia. But he also knew that her next, and final Pokemon would be the toughest of all.

"I won't let this end yet! This match is too fun to let it end this easily!" Cynthia shouted. She then proceeded to release her Garchomp from it's capsule.

The battle ensued. As hard as he tried, James could just not seem to beat it. One time he almost had it, and then Cynthia decided to be rude and use a full restore on Garchomp.

"Bitch!" James whispered furiously at his device. The Garchomp then took out 2 of his 3 Pokemon, leaving only the poisoned one left. He threw it out. Each turn the poor Pokemon took damage from not only Garchomp, but also from poison. James at this point was completely furious! His hands were shaking uncontrollably and he wasn't thinking straight anymore. He selected the wrong move accidentally. At that point he was silently screaming at his DSi, completely sure that if he lost, that he would throw his DSi at the wall.

He watched in complete disbelief as the Garchomp's health bar slowly, agonizingly, made it's way down to 0.

Critical Hit! It's Super Effective!

"That was excellent. Truly, an outstanding battle. You gave the support your Pokemon needed to maximize their power. And you guided them with certainty to secure victory. You have both passion and calculating coolness. Together, you and your Pokemon can overcome any challenge that may come your way. Those are the impressions I got from our battle. I'm glad I got to take part in the crowning of Sinnoh's new Champion!" stated Cynthia.

James was in such a state of disbelief and happiness, that he didn't notice the storm outside getting progressively worse. Lightning flashed so often that it should have come with an epilepsy warning. The thunder was so constant that it just became background noise.

Cynthia then proceeded to start a long and boring conversation with James' character, which he quickly sped through. He didn't give a single crap about what she had to say. He just wanted to get to the end of the game.

Cynthia took James' character to the back room, where they had the picture gallery. James was almost bouncing on his feet at that point. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Almost there!" he almost yelled, completely forgetting the fact that he was supposed to be asleep. The DSi top screen zoomed into the picture with all of James's Pokemon standing with him. The picture slowly faded to black, with a word coming up in sparkly gold font that James had been waiting to see for the last 5 days.

Congra-

KA-BOOM!

The thunder was so loud that it broke the windows behind James. He felt all of his hairs stand on end. He saw a bolt of plasma streak throughout his living room, and strike the charger that was still connected to his DSi. He watched, almost as if it was in slow motion, only to tease him about the impending strike, the electricity raced up the cord towards his hands. He could see that the cord was melting instantly after the current passed through that section. James could see bolts of plasma jumping and arching through the air, coming off of the cord. The electricity made it's way through the DSi, making it explode. It then jumped towards James, seeking an output into the ground.

James was struck by lightning. He felt a searing pain throughout his body, and then fell back against the couch as unconsciousness suddenly overtook him.