Welcome to the prologue of my story. The prologue will last at least another chapter so stay with me until we get to the fun part. I will take any constructive criticism that you want to share with me. Don't ask for an OC as I will not imput them. Hope you enjoy part one of the prologue!

Screaming. All I can hear are the screams of those I love. Blood-curdling, horrific screams as they were burnt alive filled my ears. I covered my ears with my hands and shut my eyes, but I could still smell their flesh as it was burnt to a crisp. The heat from the flames reached me and I screamed.

*SLAM*

I woke with a start as my teacher slammed the book that he was reading on my desk, almost falling out of my chair onto the cold tile floor. I looked up at his scowling face, his bushy eyebrows pointed in a way that made his face intimidating. His dark brown eyes glared at me as he spoke.

"I don't suppose you could tell me the exact way a Pokeball captures a Pokemon could you, Nathan? What am I saying, of course you can if you feel the need to sleep during my class, eh?" He spoke, annoyed.

"Only the parts I need to know, sir. I throw the ball, it envelops a Pokemon, and it either works or it doesn't." I retorted as I stretched out my back, earning a few laughs from my classmates. He didn't approve of my answer as he put both hands on his hips and told me to stay after class and clean up.

I sighed and at least tried to pay attention to him, it was just so boring and pointless. When am I ever going to need to know the science behind this? It wasn't that he just couldn't teach it, on the contrary he at least tried to make it interesting but I just couldn't get into it. I rubbed my eyes as he droned on and on about why the little laser that comes out of the red and white ball is red in colouration.

I felt somebodies eyes on me so I turned to scan the room. Most of the other kids were in my position as well, slouched over trying to stay awake. A select few were aptly listening however, something I just couldn't understand. As I continued to look around the room, I caught the eyes of the person of was looking at me. She smiled as our eyes met and waved at me. I raised one of my eyebrows in question as the bell signalling the end of the day rang.

As I had to stay after class I took my time getting out of the chair. The girl that I caught staring at me walked over to me and cleared her throat to get my attention.

"So there's this party tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to come? I know that we don't really know each other but it's gonna be awesome, you should really come get to know everybody. It's just in town, everybody's going." Her voice was, in a word girly as she stood at the edge of my desk with a hip stuck out. She had dirty blonde hair that accented her straight face nicely and her green eyes went well with her pale skin. Her low cut shirt and tight jeans hugged her figure nicely and I think I was staring for a bit too long because she smiled and wrote the address on a piece of paper for me.

Wait. What.

I just got invited to a party, by a hot girl.

I must have been smiling like an idiot because Mr. Eyebrows over there called me over instead of just writing what he wants me to do on the blackboard like usual. I stood up from my desk, fixing my dark blue sweater and pulling my jeans up, and walked over to his desk. His desk was nothing special, just a dark brown old wooden thing that was covered in papers.

"Look son, I understand that you are something of an exception to the usual rules, but you could at least stay awake in my class." He said in a gentle tone, the exact opposite of when he woke me up. I twitched when he called me son and I clenched my teeth in anger.

"Son? You hardly know me; I'll be gone before you know it. I just need to pass this class and then I'll be out of your hair. So you can either give me a passing grade and be done with me, or keep me here. I'm not sure how the principle will react to the news that the schools star is being forced to stay for a mockery of a class, however." I couldn't hide my anger and simply left the classroom.

No doubt I had hurt the man with my words, but they were true. The school would not allow him to hold me back for something as unimportant as his class and he knows it. I grabbed the note that the girl - I think her name is Amber - gave me and looked at it, 493 Coal Street – 8pm. Coal Street eh? That's where a lot of the dorms are located.

I stopped by my locker and shoved my notebook into it then quickly closed it and left the school. It was only 2pm so I had a lot of time to kill. However I hardly knew anybody and had only bothered to learn the locations of the Gym, PokeCenter and PokeMart. I only knew that Coal Street was mostly dorms because I had looked at a few there when I came here.

The school I go to is situated in Rustboro and is Hoenns most known Pokemon trainer school. I was scouted at a young age as I could handle some of the more stubborn Pokemon at the lab in my hometown of Pallet town. Professor Oak himself gave me a recommendation here and guaranteed a Pokemon for me once I became eighteen and graduated from the school.

I've already fulfilled one of those conditions and in a few weeks I would fulfil the other as well. Thankfully I had already shown I could handle Pokemon and knew how to handle certain types and what not to do with each type. If Oak hadn't said that then it would be years learning how to handle each type and I don't know if I could deal with that.

I'm a bit of the reclusive type, I wasn't very good at making friends, which is why I spent a lot of time in professor Oaks lab playing with the Pokemon, eventually I started to learn more about them and would sometimes stay overnight there.

Not knowing what to do to kill the time until the alleged party I just went home. I lived above the Gym and I had a special key to get in if the Gym was closed, another perk from Oak. I had only talked with the leader a couple times, her name was Roxanne and she was definitely not what I had imagined her to be.

I thought that the rock leader would be rough looking, a bit on the pale side from being underground so much and pretty blunt. She was none of those things. Honestly she was pretty good looking, her long brown hair was tied into pig tails most of the time and she usually had a black skirt with black leggings and a loose fitting brown shirt. Her big brown eyes were friendly, and put everybody else at ease.

Her Gym is usually the first one people come to, but I've seen her battle with her stronger Pokemon one time. Usually she will use a Nosepass and a Geodude, but when somebody has at least one other badge, she will ramp it up a bit. See nobody has to do a set path for the Gyms, it's just what is recommended.

When I first came here she was getting ready for a battle against a trainer. She used a Tyrantum. I've only seen a lot of Pokemon in books, Oak pretty much only had each regions starter that he bred and shipped to the other regions, so I've seen all of the evolutions of all the starters and some others, most notably his Dragonite from when he was a trainer.

Her Tyrantum destroyed the other trainer, and I mean seriously hurt some of his Pokemon. I was in awe of the Rock/Dragons sheer power as it threw a Golem around like a play toy. Later I overheard that the trainer she beat have seven other badges, which meant that she was probably using a lot of other terrifyingly strong Rock types.

Roxanne wasn't at the Gym today so I just went up into my room and looked at myself in my mirror. My dark blue eyes peered back at me through my reflection as I ran my hand through my short brown hair; the front of it was naturally spiked up. My skin was tanned and went with my blue eyes well.

I would just wear the same thing to this party; I felt no reason to change. I probably won't even be there long.

I walked towards my bed, the room I had was pretty spartan, I only had my single person bed, a small black desk that was under my mirror and a small white chair to go with it. I fell onto my bed and shut my eyes, I was just going to sleep until it was time to go to the party.

When I woke up, my mouth felt dry and I just felt like shit altogether. Guess I probably shouldn't have taken a nap, but whatever. Smelling my armpits I judged myself to be fine and went down the stairs that led directly outside since the Gym itself was still closed.

It was pretty annoying having to go down the street to the PokeCenter whenever I wanted to use the bathroom unless the Gym was open, but hey it was free so I made it work. Once I got outside I noticed that it was already dark out, just how long did I sleep?

Once I got to the PokeCenter I checked the time, it was ten.

Fuck. I overslept. Whatever, better late than never. I nodded to the nurse behind the counter as she waved at me in greeting and walked across the brightly lit lobby to the restrooms. Quickly reliving my bladder I washed my hands and headed towards the party.

I knew once I was close as I could hear the loud electronic music playing. It looked like the whole street was active tonight, people were going in and out of houses but were mainly converging on one sole building. I judged that to be where the party was and made my way towards it.

I grew nervous as I walked closer and closer to the building. This would be my first party, and I didn't know anybody. Why did I even come here? Right, because a hot girl invited me, maybe I should just look for her.

Luckily for me she was on the porch of the house, drinking with some other girls. When she noticed me she ran over to me excitedly.

"Heeey, you came! Do you want a drink? Of course you want a drink; here we have some beer here." She said with glee as she grabbed my arm and led me towards where her friends were. I could smell the beer coming from them as they talked amongst themselves for a moment before turning towards me.

"Hey, you're that kid that has a free ride through school right? What was your name again?" One of the girls asked me as she sloshed her beer around the cup. She was pretty average, brown hair, white skin, brown eyes. She was wearing dark leggings and a white hoody.

"Nathan, and I still have to work hard through the general classes, just don't need to take the ones where you actually handle the Pokemon. In fact-" I was cut off by a hard shove to my shoulder, Amber, who was still holding on to my arm was knocked into her friends. I fell down the porch steps and onto the sidewalk.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing getting all touchy touchy with my girl you little shit!? Who the fuck even invited you?" A deep voice yelled at me from the porch.

"Terry stop it! I invited him, and I am not your girl! We went out once so why don't you go back inside, I'm sure Becky is probably looking for you." I heard Amber yell at this so called Terry. I was oblivious to the drama surrounding these two, but I had just gotten myself caught in the middle of it.

I turned to I was laying on my stomach and slowly got up, but when I was on my hands on knees I received a kick to the ribs, sending me over again.

"You stay the fuck down or you'll get worse then a kick." Somebody said to me, it wasn't this Terry guy so it was probably one of his friends.

"Guys stop it, he didn't do anything wrong!" I heard a girl shout my way. I don't think it was Amber but I couldn't tell because I was huddled in a ball clutching my ribs. I took a deep breath and tried to stand up, only to be roughly pulled up by the collar of my shirt.

"I thought I told you to stay down, kid." I take it this was the guy that had kicked me, his breath smelled of alcohol and his eyes were red. He threw me back on the ground and tore my shirt off.

The yelling stopped. I couldn't hear Amber yelling, or Terry. It had all gone quiet. I panicked, they all saw them, and they're all staring. The discoloured burn marks that scared my flesh ran from my upper arms across my chest, and circled around my lower back and up to my shoulder blades.

I quickly stood up, ignoring the pain I felt as I did so. I looked over at Amber and her hand was covering her mouth, she was disgusted. They all were. It was a mistake coming here, thinking that I could run away from these fucking scars. All I got back in Pallet was pity, I didn't fucking want pity.

I grabbed my torn sweater and ran. I think I heard somebody call out to me, but I didn't care I just needed to get home. I ran past the PokeCenter and to the Gym. I opened the door, ran to my room and jumped on my bed.

How could I go back to the school now? I would only receive looks of pity or disgust. Maybe I could hold out for a few weeks until I graduate, I had too and then I could finally travel the world with nothing but my Pokemon and leave all of this behind.

I buried my face into my pillow and screamed.