My brother was the one that was going to go. Not me.

"Markus is such a wonderful trainer! Just like his parents."

I wanted to go high school and to college. I just wanted an education.

"Whose that girl standing next to them? Is she a trainer too?"

"Nah, I think that's the maid."

I didn't fit in with these Pokemaniacs. How did my parents make such a living out of such a profession? Training pokemon…

Why did it go wrong?

"No, Markus! No!"

Why did he have to die?

"Quick! Call 911!"

Why was I just ignored?

"Now we have no one to carry on our fortune."

Why did I have to go?

"Get out of the house!"

"And don't come back unless you can live up to our name!"

Why was I so unwelcoming?

"Ele-electrike?"

I can't ever find an answer to my questions. All I know now is that I'll live up to it. I had to live up to my family name. Not for my parents. For Markus.