I was walking around Mt. Silver with my great childhood friend, Leaf, who I can vaguely remember as being a girly girl. She walked next to me, holding her bag with her left hand.

"So, Red." She began, emphasizing my name, "How's your training coming along?"

I stood there for a second to think of a response. I quickly nodded and she grinned.

"I'm taking that as a good sign." She put down her bag and took out a pokeball. I quickly reacted to the sight of the pokeball and sent out my Charizard.

"Just what do you think you're doing, young man?! I just wanted to show you my new Pokémon!"

She said, murmuring. I returned Charizard to its pokeball and let Pikachu climb up to my shoulders. Leaf stood up and showed me the pokeball.

"Can you guess what Pokémon THIS is?" She asked, and threw the ball up in the air, unleashing the Gallade it held inside. I grinned and stared at her Gallade.

"Like it? It's one of my new teammates!" She said excitedly.

I knew she always wanted a Gallade, and I was very happy for her that he finally got one. The Gallade looked at me for a second, recognizing my infamous look in my eyes. It quickly nodded and smiled. I smiled back and Leaf walked over next to me.

"Wanna keep going? Or do you wanna fly back to the top?" She asked.

I shrugged and looked at her. "How about we keep walking. Sound like a deal?" She said, spitting on her hand and holding it out in front of me.

I took a little step away and put my hands out to block it. She grinned, and put her hand back to her side.

"Sorry. I forgot you didn't like that."

I stared to walk back up the stairs engraved into the cave ad walked back up the place where I am always at. The only reason I stay up there is to train. Not because I want to be alone, as many people claim is the truth. I sat down in the snow and Leaf sat next to me. She put her hand on mine and I blushed. She grinned and grabbed my hand gently making me blush even more.

"The view up here is wonderful, Red. I can see why you picked this location." She said, with kindness in her voice.

I looked at her, as Pikachu was taking the hat off and on my head.

She got up. "I should be going. Blue is expecting me to battle him today. Sorry, Red!" She said, sending out her Fearow. She quickly hopped on and flew back to Pallet town, where the battle was going to be held. I would go back, but everyone will be too afraid to talk to me. Not because I come across as intimidating, which I'll admit I do, it's because I'm the only one that cannot talk. I'm like what you can call the outcast of Pallet town. I decided to face my fears (Not that I had any, I just refer some things to as fears) and go to watch the battle against Blue and Leaf. Wow, what an intensifying battle THIS ONE will be! I sent out my Charizard and commanded it to fly me to Pallet town. It quickly flew me to Pallet town without any problems along the way, so I was very relieved with that.

I hopped off my Charizard in front of my house, and noticed that decorations were being hung everywhere. I decided to walk inside my home sweet home, and check out whatever was in there. When I walked in, all the furniture was covered with this bag-like material. All the furniture was covered with it. I slowly walked about the first floor, cautious with every step. My foot hit something hard and I immediately looked down. It was a family portrait. The only family portrait. I picked it up gently as the glass shattered in my hands. The picture had a splash of blood that covered the whole left corner of the picture. I stared at it for a while, and decided to check the upstairs level, which was basically my bedroom.

All the furniture was covered as well. I walked over to my bed and saw a note written in the neatest of cursive. I could recognize it as my mom's handwriting right away. I picked up the piece of paper and read aloud.

"Dearest Red, This is probably the last letter you will ever receive from me. Team Rocket, an organization that we've only known of for a day or two has kidnapped your father and plans to brainwash him. Their leader said I would be killed if you never came back by the twenty seventh. Please, Red. Hear my plea. Please come back home, Love, Mum."

I was crying a river by this point and gently laid the letter on the side table. I now know who's blood it was on that family portrait. It was my mum's blood. I gently picked up the portrait with her blood splashed onto the side, and put it in my backpack. Then I suddenly started feeling light headed. I started to lose my balance, and I slid to the other side of my room. I pulled myself up using the dresser and looked into the mirror. My eyes were completely red, and I was pale. My eyes were literally bleeding out of their sockets. My vision started to grow blurry as blood trailed down my cheeks and onto the drawers of the pearl white dresser. I slowly let go of the dresser, and made my way to the floor, my clothes soaked with fresh blood. My vision slowly turned to black and I passed out on the floor of my bedroom that I had had since childhood.