That day was hard for Caleb. He was bullied a lot, was made late for class, and failed a pop-quiz. When he went home, he didn't even want to eat like he normally did. He just went up into his room and laid face-first on his bed.
"Just once I want something good to happen," he said, slightly muffled from the pillow, "my life is so melancholy, it's starting to hurt, literally!" He just reached over to his 3DS and started playing his Pokemon game.
When he felt bad or upset, he just played Pokemon. He had a great Lucario in the game, level 100, great moves and fully super trained. Although, when he was battling with it today, his Lucario looked…different. The usually cream stripes were red, he was a different shade of blue, and his Lucario's eyes looked, almost like his own... he let out a sigh playing this fun game. "Life in the Pokemon world would be so cool, meeting tons of trainers, battling, having awesome Pokemon, like my Lucario and Greninja... I wish I could be there... anything would be alright for the situation!"
'Is that really how you feel,' said a strange, slightly feminine voice.
"It would be kinda cool..."
'And you would be alright with any situation?' The voice kept asking me based off of what I said.
"As long as I'm not gonna die soon..."
'Well then,' the voice said,' I hope you're ready.
"For what?" Then, everything went black.