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.
