Lonelywerewolf: Well, this is a strange idea that suddenly appeared in my head. I guess I have the GiovanniisAsh'sfather syndrome, anyone, enough said, hope you read and review...


No Strife

He could no longer remember when he had felt this feeling before. It had taken years for him to forget love, and now, it had return. Return like those 'memories' he hated to recall, for he feared he would be weak if he recalled them. It was his family, he had suddenly remembered and those feelings he had so long ago forgotten returned.

He remembered meeting her once, after she was declared the Champion coordinator of the region, with her faithful partner right by her side. That young girl had been the one that had fallen in love with him. To what the man could recall, it was that girl that had been smitten by his silent look and gentle face. Each and every single day, that young girl would pass by his house, always looking for conversation she did not receive, but was there, two…maybe five hours, before finally giving up and going back home. How a person like her could love him, even he didn't know. Love at first sight, is what the old people had called it, and had always pressured the boy to get out of his computer room, so he could at least take the young girl out to see a movie in the Sunyshore Theater, which he would always refuse. "Oh, boy…you're gonna break her heart with that attitude of yours." It was all the old people would tell them, to which he would shrugged. He did not care for human relations, only his computers mattered and the research that he had done with them.

But how he had fallen in love, that was no mystery. Maybe that day his heart became less cold, and he felt it. For the first time, years after he had met that girl. He could recall that day, years ago, when he had got out of his hideout to observe the world before him, trouble arose. Yes, that problem to which he was now trying to destroy. A poacher had found him, accusing him of interfering with his job. It was a huge beast that he saw before him, a huge dragon Pokemon was going to chew him up, and here, the young man had nothing to defend himself with. So silly was he to think that computers could be his only friends. "Let's finish this, Salamence! Teach this pretty boy how to dance, FIRE BLAST!!" He could feel the fire consuming him, ready to take his life away. His arm was caught first, unable to free itself out of the huge exhausting flames.

"MILOTIC,QUICK! HYDRO PUMP!" And the horror, as soon as it had started, ended. The flames stopped advancing, and the young man noticed that his arm was growling with pain. It took a gentle hand to shake him out of his painful trance, the same girl was there. No longer seeking attention, no loner seeking conversation, only looking out for him. Giving him protection. "Milotic, use Ice Beam!" The projectile of ice that the strange sea monster had released from it's mouth took out the evil dragon that had stood before the young man and death. Days after that, his life wasn't the same. Soon, just like that young girl, no woman, before him, he too, began to seek that attention that he had so long ignored, and soon, both married. Two or three years later, they had a daughter, whose name reminding him of the sun, when it was rising to greet the world in a shining new day.

But, as a year passed, the trouble within him grew. That violence, he saw it everyday. That conflict that never left his mind, but that made him leave his family. Now, he stood in the top of his career, looking for a way to end this strife, for he and his family needed to live in a world were everything was peaceful, where only time and space roamed. Cyrus looked back at the picture of a young girl, smiling, and then he saw the sun rising again for the start of a new day. For even the coldest of hearts, can feel love, even if it is only for a while.