This is a story about Pikachu, Pichu, and Raichu. I'm gonna re-type it and make it better than the last. I hope you guys enjoy and have fun reading.

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Prologue

"Thunder! Wake up! Mother is gonna tell us a story!"

That was Sparky, the older of the two brothers by a few months. Thunder slowly opened his eyes with a yawn. He had just laid down and was reardy to sleep, when Sparky began pawing at him, trying to wake him up.

"What story is she going to tell us?"

"The one about Raikou and the Thunder Warrior!"

Thunder jumped up when he heard this. He loved that story, no matter how many times he had heard the tale. The two Pichu gathered around their mother, who smiled down at them.

"Are you two ready for the story?"

"Yes!"

"Yeah!"

"Long ago when the small village was getting just getting started, Raikou came and told the Pikachu and Pichu of the village that he would come and pick the strongest of us to be his apprentice," the mother Pikachu began.

"To train to be a Thunder Warrior like him? To rule the ways of lightning?" Thunder questioned. Even if he had already heard this story many times, he always asked the same question.

The mother mouse Pokemon nodded her head, pulling the two balls of fur close to her. "Yes. And, if you're a good and strong Pikachu, Raikou will take you with him."

"That's gonna be me someday!" Sparky said, jumped up and down beside his younger brother. "I'll become the strongest Pikachu ever, when I become one!"

Thunder chuckled. "Not if I do first!"

The mother smiled at the two of them and continued the tale. "When you come back to the village after you're training, you can never speak of what Raikou taught you."

"That doesn't seem fair."

"It's not, but you must honor what you were taught. And only use the power when needed most."

"Like to help others?" Thunder asked.

"Yes. Like that."

"I can't wait to become one and help all my friends.." Thunder said. "Like Dad.."

The mother smiled. "Maybe you will someday Thunder. Just your father. He was the greatest Thunder Warrior there was. And maybe someday, one of you will be just like him."

The little Pichu yawned. It was a sign that he was time for them to go to sleep for the night. The mother pulled them close and Thunder curled up close to her warm fur.

Someday I'm going to be a Thunder Warrior, just like Dad...