Once again, I do not own Pokemon. The rights to this story belong to KenitohMenara and if you have not read Rosa's New Perspective I seriously recommend that you do it is an incredible story.

Aaron had lasted three months before he was caught again. Aaron knew that this would not be the end of his running streak; he was stubborn and refused to be treated like an infant. He managed to run four more times for two months at a time. Soon people came to know him as "The Renegade Solo". He earned the nickname once they found out Aaron had made the hideouts, and because he never listened to the Pokémon that adopted him, and he would always runaway within the first week of being placed in a new home; Aaron was very creative in his escape tactics. One time he blinded his "parents" with a bottle of baby powder, and another time he set out several small toys in strategic locations in his room and sure enough they tripped on the toys and bumped their heads on the corners of furniture which caused them to pass out from the head trauma.

He was sent back to Aurora Silverscale's office repeatedly. Every family that adopted him gave up on him just after running off once or twice; apparently they did not like "such a disrespectful child" or an "ungrateful brat" and a few other names. She asked him what was wrong. Aaron told her that he did not want to be treated like an infant, and none of these Pokémon were going to be his parents. Aurora saw the look of hatred in his eye, but she also seemed to see something else, like she had hope for him. Aaron returned to the center where he waited to be adopted, only to make a break for it when he got the chance. Just at that moment, a couple had gone in to Mrs. Silverscale's office to adopt a child. The couple was an Emolga and a Marowak.

They looked over Aaron's file, while escaping frequently was impressive, he was no "18 month shadow". His records showed no serious illness or injury to be concerned with. They looked over his picture which had been taken recently, his hair was brown and short, and his eyes glistened with a yellow citrine color.

The notes on the file said that Aaron would fight back at any attempts to baby him. He would refuse to give up his trainer bag or trainer clothes under any circumstances. If upset by the slightest instance, he would try to escape. There were several reports of how Aaron escaped in the past, and the locations of a few of the hideouts in the area that he would most likely run to. They also listed a few precautions to take to try to prevent him escaping including: bars on the windows, combination locks on everything, keep him away from sharp objects and anything flammable. Other families had taken these precautions in to account in the past, and yet Aaron had still escaped. They noted that Aaron was a very clever boy and combined with his resourcefulness and planning he was a force to be reckoned with.

The notes also included a few inferences that said Aaron may come around to an infant lifestyle in the right circumstances, and that he may even go through infant regression if he trusts his family enough, but the chances were very slim based on his past.

There were other notes that were bolded to signify importance which included: You must give Aaron time to warm up to you. If he runs off once, giving up on him will be a bad experience for him. Right now he needs a loving family who he can trust. It may take time, but anyone can grow to love him.

"He's adorable, he may be a little work, but he sounds like a delight" The Emolga said to her husband. "I'm up for a challenge" The Marowak said. It was settled, the couple signed the papers and had adopted Aaron. They followed Aurora to the center where Aaron sat on a bench scowling and clutching his trainer bag. The couple walked over to Aaron and greeted him. The Marowak and the Emolga were both about six feet tall (from the growth pills). The Marowak wore a red golf shirt and a pair of blue jeans. The Emolga was wearing a floral dress. The Marowak's name was Mark Skuller as he introduced himself extending his hand to Aaron who retracted away from him. The Emolga introduced herself as Amanda Skuller who tried to comfort Aaron as he pushed her back. "This will clearly take some time" The Emolga thought to herself. Aaron, knowing the usual routine, walked with them to their car. Aaron got in, but he saw no car seat, this was clearly an improvement he thought to himself. The family drove to their suburban house in Nimbasa City. Aaron got out of the car as Mark opened the door. Mark and Amanda walked Aaron upstairs telling him that he did not have to call them "Mom" and "Dad", but they would like it if he did. They walked Aaron to a door, knowing what would come next Aaron clutched his bag tightly. Instead of seeing a nursery, Aaron saw what appeared to be a teenager's room; it had a large bed, a big t.v with a game console, and even a new computer. Aaron looked around in dismay, wondering what this family was up to. He walked over to the dresser and opened it, it had boxers, t-shirts and jeans; there wasn't a diaper or baby outfit in sight. Aaron sat his bag on the bed, Mark and Amanda saw this as a good sign. Aaron opened the closet and saw that it had jackets and a few dress clothes. There was even his own bathroom.

"Do you like your room?" Amanda asked anxiously. "Yeah… its nice" Aaron said still a little shocked that it wasn't a nursery. "I'm so glad" she replied smiling. "Maybe we can try out that game console later" Mark said. "Sounds good" Aaron said smiling. "We know that you don't want to be babied, so we thought that we should treat you like your age" Amanda said. Aaron appreciated that this family respected his wishes; he might even stay here for a while. The couple walked out of the room, Aaron went in to the bathroom, washed his face, and laid down on the bed thinking about this new family, and he began formulating a plan for escape just in case. A few hours later Amanda called him down for dinner. Aaron saw the meal, they were having Asian food. Aaron took a seat and scarfed down a few spring rolls and polished off a bowl of white rice. "You're a great cook" Aaron told Amanda. "Thanks sweetheart" Amanda said watching her nicknames in an attempt to not offend Aaron. "She always has been a great cook" Mark said staring at his wife watching her giggle.

Aaron finished his food and went to his room and got a shower. He played on his new game console for a little while and got ready for bed. Aaron continued thinking about this new family; they treated him like a teenager, and they seemed to respect him somewhat. Aaron decided to think about it more the next day as he got in to bed. As soon as his face hit the pillow he fell asleep.