Path of a Master

Me: I made 10 stories. So this is my first actual Pokémon Story. The other one I made was a one-shot. So now please enjoy. This story is much different than any other. It takes place in my own created region. Second, I am having new people come in. I will do as much sensory details as I could. So now, I am going onward to my story.

"You are the best champion in the world," my girlfriend said to me. It was windy outside. The sharp wind rushed through her brown hair. I was proud of myself. I am a Pokémon Champion. I beat out all of the Elite 4 and now I have power. I looked into the bathroom mirror to see if I changed at all. I still had the spiky black hair, the ice blue eyes, and the sharp features on my face. I didn't change. I was still so very proud of myself. I left and went to accept my title.

In some random place…

"How the f*ck does a guy like that becomes a champion," a shady figure said.

"Yeah, he's not that good," another person said.

"When I find him I will kill him once and for all," the guy said.

"Yes, I can get revenge on my brother," the latter said.

5 years later… (the champion's view)

"Congratulations," everyone said. I was holding my baby boy in the air. He had black hair and the sharp features on his face. The weird thing was that he had a violent shade of orange eyes. It was weird. My wife was on the bed smiling. I could tell she was in a lot of pain but to see her son, just made her ignore it.

"He looks like you," she said.

"I know," I said.

3 days later…

I was home at last. My Dragonite welcomed me.

"I missed you too Dragonite," I said. My son was crying.

"Calm down Chris," my wife said.

"Fidela, that won't help," I said.

"I know Spencer but he won't stop," my wife said as she cradled Chris. Chris grabbed her brown hair.

"Stop it," she said. Chris stopped and fell asleep. I knew Chris was going to be a lot of 'fun'. Then we heard yelling. People busted in the doors.

"WTF," I yelled. People dressed in black came in. Each had a Poke' ball. They threw it in the air. Some had a Hydreigon, some had a Zweilous, and some had a Deino.

"Attack," yelled a familiar voice. All of the Pokémon shot hyper beams at us. I yelled and the last thing I remember seeing was my wife yelling and my son hitting the floor.

Meanwhile…

"No! The champion," I yelled looking down.

"King Arceus, we could protect him," my servants said.

"Yes MewTwo, you may take him into safety," I said.

Me: That was so sad :'( So, this was a short chapter. I will update soon for you guys. Remember to please review and favorite!