[A/N: I know I've been gone for a while but don't worry! I'm rewriting this story and so far I've only rewritten the prologue and the first chapter of this story. Now, let me all know what you think! Has my writing improved and should I still continue this story or are you not interested anymore? Anyway, I'm gonna upload the prologue and the first chapter right now so don't forget to leave a review!]
Silver's story: Prologue:
December 24th 2006
iMom you have always taught me that at a certain time in life we'll all follow our own path. Some people follow the right one, some the bad. There is no in between. But the truth is that all our paths have an end, sooner or later. Yours has ended a long time ago and I still miss you. Father has followed the wrong path and so have I, but I want to change. Because I made you a promise. I promised you that I would never turn out like father did and I swear I won't. Even if it takes me to my dying day. This will be the last time I write to you, but don't worry. I'll write again. When I've found the right path to walk on. You're the one I fight for. I love you. Silver
I laid the letter I had written on my mother's grave and placed a red rose on top of it. She liked red roses. They had filled the Viridian City gym one day, just like their smell always filled our house. My father had loved them and so had I. But things have changed and today there are no flowers left for my father to love. Nor are there any for me. There's only their memory that still lingers, the memory of my mother.
The freezing cold did not bother me at all as I watched the red rose slowly turn white. Sometimes, the wind brought the noises of happy families, who were watching the snow, onto the graveyard but their voices faded away and soon there was nothing but the sound of the wind and the ticking of church's giant clock. With one glance I looked up and smiled.
"Happy birthday, Silver," I said to myself.