Hi guys, this is my forth (counting drabble series as 1) story for the Indigo league challenge. There was a time limit on this and I easily beat it! Take exam essays! Anyway, one of my OCs again, try to guess the parents (it''s really hard this time!)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokemon
Here I am. Running my hand through my hair every few seconds. Anxiety eating at my conscious. Why was I doing this again? Oh yes, my sister forced my into it. Great, not only do I have a battling skill to uphold, but a co-ordinating one too. Why do my parents have to be so skilled?
Right, here I go, walking onto the stage in front of a million people, all expecting heaps from me, just because I'm the son of the Sinnoh Pokemon Master and top Co-ordinator. Why did my parents do so well? Of course, it was there dream. So, why am I doing this? My dream is to beat my father not my Mum. Again, my sister wanting me to compete with her for her first contest.
Why was I born first? Anyway, I sure it's not as bad as I think. Plus, if I get pass the performance round, there's the battling. That's where I'll get my points. Actually, now that I think of it; I get a lot of my Mum's technique in my battles anyway.
This could be a lot of fun! Urgg, now I have to wait for my name to be called. And there goes more wasted talent... Some of these guys really need to make their Pokemon shine, not the moves. Whoa, I sounded like my Mum then. One more person. My sister then my first contest begins.
Please review, tell me what you think. It fuels my imagination!
