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Sweat dripped from my pores.

"No." I thought. "This can't be it."

It was only a matter of time before death came for me.

I could only run. The Pokemon League Champion of Sinnoh was near, Ryder Jones.

Ryder was known for ruthlessly slaughtering all Pokemon that came near him.

Yet... I noticed something strange. Ryder was sluggish. It had been years since Ryder's last battle, so what was he going to do to me?

I instantly regretted taking a moment to think, as Ryder's gaze shifted over to me.

In a desperate attempt to survive, I dashed straight towards him, waiting for my end.

But it didn't come.

Ryder picked me up and put me in his arms, with a sly grin on his face.

"Oh, you'll serve a purpose, little Bidoof."

Fear coursed throughout my veins, and I attempted to struggle my way out of his grip.

But it was futile.

With a sparkle in his eyes, he told me, "From now on, your name is ASS."

I was shocked. Was that all he was going to do?

Breathing a sigh of relief, I fell limp in his arms.


2 YEARS LATER

It had been two years since Ryder Jones had caught me, and placed me in the PC Box to play with his other Pokemon. My best friend was a Sewaddle named "SHITDICK".

SHITDICK was a gruff, old man who enjoyed smoking and cutting himself. He had lost his eye in a legendary battle with a Dialga, and wears an eyepatch made out of the claws of a Garchomp from that day on.

"Hey kiddo, it's time to go."

"W-What?" I asked, scared.

"Everybody's disappearing from the boxes, ASS. We-"

Suddenly, the only man I ever loved in the world was gone.

Teared streamed down my cheeks.

Why him?

Why did he have to be transferred to ORAS?

Why not anyone else?

Before I could grieve, I was taken out of the PC Box, and suddenly forced into another trainer's arms.

"W-who are you?" I asked, fearing he might be worse than Ryder Jones.

"What the fuck?! Who names a Bidoof ASS?!"

I began to sob. It was my GIVEN NAME, I cherished it as it was mine and mine only.

"This is gay."

Another man came walking up to my new trainer and I.

"Odin, is that a FUCKING BIDOOF? You're getting banned!"

The man pulled out a gas mask, and placed us both in the gas chamber.

"Fuck you Zero, jew jokes are gay."

My new trainer, who I discovered was dubbed "Odin", used his angelic wings to attack Zero.

Zero tumbled backwards, grasping his chest.

"I will not be defeated! This is MY server!"

His voice shook the entire earth.

In a last resort, Zero whipped out a gun and shot Odin in the chest.

Odin began to falter, and said:

"E-edgy..."

I cried.

I had lost too many people that day.

It was time for my revenge.

Gritting my teeth, I charged with the only Egg move I knew, Double Edge.

But Zero was like "lolno nigga"

and banned me from the server.