A/N: Hello again. Enjoy reading.

UPDATE: Looking through the original version, it seems that almost all of the dialogue was somehow erased when I uploaded this chapter. This should remedy the problem. Once again, thank you very much for reading.

I walked down the dirt path as fast I could, trying to reach the city center so I could depart for route 1 without any attention down on me. I tried not to look around, but my thoughts could not stop what my body was doing in a panic. I glanced around as I walked and noticed that there was virtually no one around down this pathway... It scared me, heightening my sense or urgency and my pace unconsciously increasing. So many things had ran through my mind... What if someone noticed? What if my father was here right now? What if...

I heard the sounds of chatter in the distance... From the sounds of it, they were talking about Pokemon. As it got louder, I wasted no time in going off the dirt road and trying to find a place to hide. Since it was just flat grasslands, all I could hide behind was just some bushes... Thankfully, I had made some far enough inroads that there was a modest house nearby, with bushes that lined the front that had an opening in the middle. I ran through that opening and hid behind, though not without my bag rustling the bushes.

Damn it... I kept myself as low as I could, my bag touching the ground and the straps sliding themselves off my body, but I needed to keep both of them around my shoulders, so I gripped both of them for dear life... I heard the chatter getting louder.

"Did you hear that, Jimmy?" It was a girl's voice, somewhat high pitched but it had shown signs of maturity...

I kept myself silent, trying to keep my breathing as quiet as possible... The charade seemed to be working, I didn't hear them walking towards where I was.

"Nothing, Marina... Guess you're probably just hearing things." The boy teased to this Marina.

I leaned in closer against the bushes, but I didn't dare try to get up... I needed to get out of here before I risked getting noticed by someone.

"So, did you hear, The Marshall's going to visit Pallet Town and have a vacation here of sorts." Marina immediately said...

I was amused by the fact that she immediately tried to change the subject, but hearing say those words... 'The Marshall,' it stirred a faint recognition within me. I vaguely remember conversations where my family, oftentimes either my father or Xavier, would drop that name... Mostly in a disparaging or even mocking tone.

"Really? Well I can't wait to see him, it's been too long since we last saw each other. I wanna battle him again." Jimmy responded.

Were they friends of his? I desperately wanted to ask of them who this 'Marshall' was, but I was too afraid to... I didn't want to be recognized as Xavier himself, for he has something of a... Reputation amongst trainers, at least that's what I've heard from hearsay via my sister. Being Xavier's twin, I looked very much alike to him, even though we diametrically oppose each other in every other possible way.

I had also realized one more thing... Xavier and this 'Marshall' were also rivals. Of course I'd be forgetting it right now, but their talk of the Marshall and my brother dominating my thoughts had brought all of it to the forefront now. The dramatic TV battles between them that my father obsessively watched, the way they taunted each other on TV (with Xavier instigating most of them, and his taunts so expertly worded that they conveyed very nasty messages without even sounding offensive!), and how they just looked at each other with such an intense ferocity that... I could feel the emotions through the TV. It was scary, and it was... It was just mental.

Whenever they faced against each other on TV, Xavier was the one to win the battles... And like everything he has done as a trainer, I remember him making that fact known to my face often. I didn't want to get involved in this whole rivalry business, but I just felt sorry for the Marshall. Every time he lost, I remember glancing at the TV and seeing his trademark red beret cloud the tears in his eyes... Even though I couldn't offer anything of support to him, every time I watched Xavier's rival on TV, I would silently cheer him on to win.

I noticed that the chatter had gotten much more silent, until I could no longer hear it. I took that as my cue to silently get up, I could see two figures heading down towards the Sheffield house... For what? There was only a church... Wait, what if they wanted to go to Cinnabar Island... Of course, this path is one of the three entrances to Route 21.

I set myself on the path to the center of Pallet Town, on the way to Oak's lab. I held onto the bag straps and began to walk. I looked up to the sky in occasion, it was getting darker, with hues of blue starting to appear. I had no watch with me, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was already half an hour past six. I was definitely not making good time whatsoever, so I sped my pace up, keeping to the edge of the dirt road and not at the center to avoid any passersby.

I needed a new plan of action... I was out in the open, so where do I go? The first answer that came to my mind was Viridian City. It was the city that immediately followed route 1 and I would find something that could count as shelter. After that, it would be the Viridian Forest... Crap... At this rate, I'm not going to make it far from Pallet Town. However, my goal was just to get as far away from here as possible. I needed to get out of this town, and quickly.

I kept my pace as brisk as possible, trying not to stare at the slowly setting sun. Even though the light's pace felt slow and lurching, it felt as if it was progressing faster than I'd like. A light blue hue was starting to appear over the sky, and that had prompted me to nearly run to the city center.

It didn't take long, but I eventually reached Oak's lab, which laid just at the edge of the center of Pallet Town. However, I could not take a rest here, and I needed to move before someone inside the lab came out and noticed the backpack on me. I made my way onto the road that would lead me to Pallet Town, the convergence point that would lead to the one main to Pallet Town. My walk to the center was slower and more people were around. I risked a glance at the strangers walking down the various paths of pallet town. I saw a few children running around the center fountain, a few people that looked like they were seasoned trainers, and some parents watching over their children.

It relieved me, to see that there was a sense of normalcy. However, I saw a few of those trainers glance at me, one with curiosity, and a few others that seemed to glare at me. I turned my head away from those trainers and increased my pace. Something about those glares pierced into my soul and made me feel incredibly self-conscious... They had no reason to do so. I had no Pokemon with me, just a bag.

I didn't want to think about it any further, and soon enough, I had found myself facing the invisible border between Pallet Town and Route 1... My legs became weak and nearly began to buckle as I stared at the vast expanses of Kanto from where I stood. This was it, this was truly where my old life would end... The beginning of many ten year old's rite of passage started here... It felt like the beginning of a journey, something special that could potentially lead me to the one road where I want to lead my life to. Yet, worry had concealed all of those joyous emotions, giving me fear and worry in its place.

I slowly paced myself through the exit of Pallet Town, trying to steady my breathing. Was this the feeling of going on a journey? An anxiety, a panic settling within you? I didn't want to believe it, but those two were all I felt as I walked... I tried not to look down on the ground as much as possible, hoping not to bump into someone. Thankfully, there weren't many trainers walking around, I could spot one and possibly two walking towards the town behind me, but that was it.

I kept walking until anxiety started to settle in, my legs had started to ache from the constant walking along with the weight of the backpack on my back... The sun was almost truly set at this point and it was about to be nighttime. Ahead of where I stood now was road, lots of it. I was ways away from Pallet Town now, but reaching Viridian City would be impossible if I wanted to get there before midnight. All I could do now was just slowly walk myself towards a tree and sit down against its trunk. I felt the thirst burn my throat, and my hands instinctively were on my bag... It would be unwise to try and immediately waste the water so early on.

Hunger had also made its sensation known as well, with my stomach grumbling and the unpleasant sensation running through my stomach... It was tempting to feast right now and start munching one pizza and drink some water. However, I needed to make those supplies last... Unpleasant as these feelings of hunger and thirst were, I needed to make sure that my supply can last until at least after Virdian Forest.

As much as fatigue wore me down, I needed to keep walking. I stood up, feeling the weight of the bag even more... It felt like I was carrying rocks... Had I packed too much? I disregarded the gradually increasing pain from my bag and willed my legs to walk...

It wasn't long before I had fell to my knees in utter tiredness... My shoulders could no longer support the bag nor for my hunger and thirst to be at the forefront at my mind. I couldn't go on any further now... I was too tired, too weak... I am... I am not strong enough... I wasn't strong enough...

I removed the straps from my shoulders and stood up once again. If they couldn't carry them, then I would use my hands to drag them along. I clasped my hands on one of the straps and dragged them to the nearest tree. By this point, there was no more light around me... Just the blue sky that was gradually becoming black... Night had truly settled in now... The most dangerous time for me...

I had been lucky so far before the sun had set... I had yet to run into any Pokemon thus far, but I felt as if that luck was going to disappear. The nighttime would surely make a majority of the wild Pokemon become much more active... Even though there were no trainers around here, thank goodness, it still felt as if there were things moving around the tall grass around the dirt path of route 1... Even now, I could hear the sounds of Pokemon in the trees behind me... Possibly Rattata and Pidgey... I knew they were young Pokemon that weren't supposed to scare trainers, but hearing their chirps and cries around the route heightened my anxiety...

I reached the tree and put my back against the trunk, sliding down on it... Once I felt myself on the grass, I reached for my bag and made sure it was as close to me as possible. I opened it to find that the bag was a bit of a mess, but nothing had been totally destroyed so far... There was some damage on the crackers due to movement, but aside from that, nothing else... I grabbed one bag of the three packs of crackers I had and opened it. I ate the whole pack as fast I could, and it had managed to somewhat quench the hunger in my stomach... I was still somewhat hungry, but it was enough to satisfy my mind... Once I was done, I crumbled the empty plastic and put it on one of the bag's outer pockets. I looked inside the bag again and grabbed one of the bottles.

I felt the bottle and my worst fears were confirmed, it was already warm. I opened it regardless, it was just going to be one more displeasurable fact of this journey I have to deal with. I put the bottle's tip to my mouth, being careful not to chug it down and resisting the temptation to empty it all. I stopped myself when I started to gulp it down, with my throat wanting a lot more, but I managed to resist the thirst enough for me to close the bottle and put it back on the bag...

I wasn't sure if I could go on any further than this... As I lay against the tree, I felt the fatigue of everything that I'd done today actually hit me. I wasn't expecting to be this drowsy already. I had no tent to sleep in, but I needed to rest.

I closed the bag and decided to lay it flat on the ground... I lay my head down next to it with my hands hugging it as a sort of pillow, ensuring that I was still feeling something.

Laying down on the grass and dirt felt uncomfortable, but I felt sleep overtake me...

I felt my eyes hit by the rays of the sun, dragging me out of the unconsciousness that I was in setting me into the world of the awake... However, I hadn't expected the sunlight to be this intense, so bright. It jolted me up rather quickly and I had felt for my bag... Miraculously, it was still there, though it was opened. That immediately made my heart jump, someone stole from it... Who?

I looked at the bag's contents in a rush, even though my body was still not fully conscious... That moment of panic was enough for me to truly wake me up. I had found that all of the crackers were gone... Their wrappers hastily opened along with some of the insides of the bag torn apart... Even though they were just snacks, those crackers were still resources I could've used to make myself last... To know that they were gone, in that one instant when I wasn't even aware... It brought me down...

"Hey, are you alright?"

What!? No!

That had immediately sent me to a panic. Even though the voice was familiar, fear radiated in my body. Who was that? Why were they concerned for me? Were they going to hurt me? I immediately clasped for my bag and hugged it, not wanting to let anyone touch it... I didn't dare look up.

"Jimmy! You idiot, look at what you've done!" A girl had shouted, her voice familiar.

"Well, I couldn't help it! The poor guy looked so... Lost!"

Jimmy?... Of all the luck that I could've had... I remember now, the two people I had overheard talk about the Marshall yesterday afternoon were the ones who would find me. I looked up, and my intuitions were confirmed. I saw Jimmy and the blue-haired girl, Marina, argue... They weren't even aware of my presence, so I slowly let go of my bag and started to close it. As I did so, the argument between the two had started to die down... I glanced at them for a moment, pensive and distrusting eyes on the girl, and a concerned look on the boy... Their looks were getting uncomfortable, and I simply looked down on my bag again.

"Hey, look who's awake. Are you alright?" Jimmy had asked me, trying incredibly hard to seem welcoming.

I looked up and gave him a nod. He seemed to believe it by giving an enthusiastic smile of his own, and he helped me up from the ground. I immediately turned around to reach for my bag and slung it on. I was prepared to make my leave until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around, and it was Jimmy who stopped me. Annoyance boiled within me but I needed to keep it down... He seemed nice, but I was wasting time here... I needed to get to Viridian as quick as I can.

"Where are you going? You don't really look like the type to journey. I don't think you even have a Pokemon!" He said.

"I was going to Viridian City..." I responded, my voice weak and a bit throaty. Had I gotten sick?

"For what?" This time, it was Marina who asked it. Her tone was harsh, and it had felt like a punch to the gut hearing that.

I looked to her for a few seconds when she had said that question... Unlike Jimmy, it was clear that she hadn't trusted me at all. I felt her eyes trying to prod me, trying to reach into my memories and expose them. I immediately looked away. What was I going to answer? That the only reason why I want to go to Viridian City is that I ran away from home? That I wanted to escape from my father and not look back?

"I... I wanted to get away..." I answered coolly as I could, though my voice had shaken which betrayed my utterly low confidence and fear.

Regardless, it didn't placate her at all. It only satisfied Marina enough that she looked away from me. At least she's no longer giving me the evil eye... I heard Jimmy chuckle at me, though apologetically. I looked up at him...

"Why is she..." I wanted to ask why she was so moody around me. Was it something about me? Did I say something in my sleep?

"Why she doesn't like you? Well... You look like someone the both of us know, and it's someone that we don't really like." Jimmy whispered to me.

I was about to ask 'who,' and then I remembered who I was related to... Of course I would remind them of Xavier Sheffield. Aside from the hair, clothes, fitness, and the general messy state I was in, I was identical to him in the face. I wanted to roll my eyes at myself... I felt sheepish. This was the first time where I met trainers that had come across Xavier himself. I had no idea how to handle this, nor even how interact with that revelation in mind.

I thought of myself different from Xavier, but evidently from my face, I wasn't much different at all. I wanted to smack my brother for giving this kind of reputation to the Sheffield family. I wondered how Alexis was dealing with this as well...

"Hmm, I think you know who I'm talking about, don't you? Xavier Sheffield?" Jimmy smiled.

I nodded hastily. I couldn't bear to think about Xavier any longer or face anyone that hates him... I wasn't proud of my family, but they were the only reasons why I even have a name on this earth. Much as I hated Xavier, it still feels horrible to hear that the Sheffields are horrible people...

"I'm so sorry... I have to go... I'm sorry about whatever this Xavier did... I..." I said.

Before I could start rambling, I immediately sped off towards Viridian City. I willed my legs to move as fast they can, though my bag was making it hard to run fast.

"Wait! WAIT!" I could hear Jimmy scream through the air.

I kept running and running. Even though pain was beginning to build up in my legs, I had not felt this free in years. Running through route 1 made me feel alive. Eventually, fatigue had started to set in, and the voices of Jimmy and Marina were long gone... My legs gave out and I was down to my knees. I had no idea how much distance I made between them and myself, but I had never felt so satisfied... I willed myself to a tree and sat down. I could afford to splurge and rest a bit before I set off again.

I opened my bag and reached for the ziplocked bag of pizzas. I used up a lot more energy than I'd like, I knew I shouldn't have run today, but I couldn't convince myself that it was a bad idea... It didn't delete that sensation of freedom, nor that absolute pleasure of the wind on your skin. Perhaps the only downside was how tired I was already, and what I presume to be acid in my leg was causing them to ache.

I ate two pizzas and drank from the water that I opened last night... I felt very tempted to chug it all down but I managed to leave the water just a quarter of a way full. I knew this would not help me in my survival chances, I really needed to make all of this last, but a part of me also said that I needed the amount I ate. Before I let my mind take me on an internal debate, I closed my bag, put it on, and set off for Viridian City once again.

I decided to walk this time... As I walked, the frequency of trainers had started to increase, and I could see buildings off into the distance. Missing supplies be damned, this had sent my heart and emotions soaring. I was able to accomplish something after all, even though it was simply going through route 1 to Pallet Town. It still felt great to see the buildings inching ever so closer.

Damn... I feel pathetic just for celebrating walking... I knew reaching Viridian City really was nothing, but it was a start...

I wondered what I was going to do once I reached Virdian... After Viridian, there was Viridian Forest and then Pewter City. I had no idea what I was going to do, and there were certainly going to be much more trainer running around considering the fact that Pewter has a gym. I'd have to figure it out I guess... But the fact that I didn't plan this little 'excursion' (or escape) out at all was getting to me. It was uncomfortable, but I tried to shake off those feelings... But the seed was already planted, and I couldn't help but start to feel slightly disheartened...

My pace had started to slow down, and I began to glance at the other trainers that were walking around me to calm myself down. It was then that I realized how harsh some of them were. I could see the hatred in some trainer's eyes against me, especially ones that were from older trainers. The young ones were merely curious at me, but mistrusting. That had caused me to pull on my bag's straps for stress and I had fastened my pace towards Viridian... I wished I didn't look in their faces... What was I doing to make everyone so mad at me? I knew I looked terrible and unprepared, but what did I do?

I silently sighed, and I felt a heavy feeling overcome my body. A feeling that I was familiar with when I knew I could buckle under and start crying. However, I tried to keep those feelings down, I tried to let those feelings bubble under me and not let anyone see me breaking down. I kept going, ignoring the stares that everyone kept giving me... I looked at the buildings that were closing in and I tried to focus on that instead.

Eventually, I had reached the city. By the time I had reached the city, there were definitely much more people around me now and I no longer felt as if I was being stared at... The city was bigger than I'd imagined, especially for one that doesn't have any skyscrapers to it. The buildings around the edge of the city and some on the center were somewhat tall, but tall in the sense that they were probably apartment buildings. It felt overwhelming as I walked on the sidewalks of the entrance road of city, and it didn't help that I could hear some automobiles driving around the city.

I was tempted to take a break, but I had no idea of what the city's layout was. I was absolutely clueless as to how to make my way through here. There seemed to be one main street, which was the street I came from. I assumed that if I just walked straight forward, that I'd be able to get to route 2 without much of a hassle. Even with that assumption in mind, I needed to find something or someone that could give me directions... I did not want to wander around aimlessly in a city... And the number of people walking around was beginning to unnerve me.

I started to walk, just to calm my nerves. I needed to look for a map, for something, to guide me... I kept walking down the main street, but either the maps were just impossible to spot or my nerves were making it hard to focus, but I could see no maps. So there was that option nixed... I didn't want to ask other people for directions, prideful as it was. If trainers had reacted to my presence with glares and hatred, I didn't want to know how others would react... All I had was to merely follow my assumption that this main road would lead to route 2.

I kept walking down the main road, stopping when the cars needed to go through... The city wasn't particularly too large, the overwhelming feelings had led me to overestimate the largeness of Viridian. Yet regardless, it was a... It was a very unique feeling walking down an urbanized city. It wasn't much of a concrete jungle, but it was an experience I'd never thought I have in this age. At a certain point, I saw that there was another road that was similar and as equally large as this one... What was particular about that road was that there was an abundance of trainers walking through it. Most seemed somewhat older, and the ones that had let their Pokemon out looked incredibly experienced and tough.

It was the route that had led to the Indigo League... This was the first step to participating to the Indigo Conference after attaining the eight badges. A weird feeling went through me as I looked on at those trainers... This was the road that my brother had once walked on, and so did the Marshall as well. Eventually, my sister would be walking down this road as well. I felt a slight pang of jealousy for those walking down. Those trainers have accomplished so much, fought for the right to participate in the conference... It broke my heart slightly, but I had no right to feel that jealousy... It was my decision after all, it was my decision to not be a trainer... Even as I reminded myself of that, those feelings still lingered.

I realized I wasn't walking, and I felt myself being pushed slightly when the crowd behind me started to walk. Oh! It sent me into a panic, and I started to follow the crowd down the main road, with that route to the Indigo League disappearing from my eyes in a flash.

I kept walking forward, trying not to look back and focus on the road ahead. It seemed as if my assumption was right, as I could see the first signs of a dirt road being formed. It scared me as to how fast I was making this all go. In about a few minutes, if I didn't delay it, I'd be in another route. After the city, there was the Viridian Forest. This would be the first area that would have trainers that want to battle you, so I needed to be crafty... And there was a lot more tall grass to walk in to, plus bug Pokemon to contend with... Damn it, I'm screwed...

I had reached the beginning of the dirt path and noticed it was simply just trainers walking around as passersby now. I was sad that I couldn't spend more time in Viridian City but I needed to be on the move. I kept walking towards the entrance to Viridian Forest, which looked incredibly menacing... Even though I could see some of the forest beyond, the small opening that was outlined by the separated trees still had enough darkness that I couldn't fully see everything.

I shook my head, I needed to get through this... My goal right now was to get to Pewter City as fast as possible. I could rest there at least, and maybe I'd run into my sister...

I reached the entrance to Viridian Forest and walked in, trying to keep down my fear. I wanted to turn away immediately once I did so. I could hear the sounds of the bug Pokemon crawl around me, the Caterpie, the Weedles, and god forbid, the Beedrills... Of all the Pokemon in this world that existed, I did not want to ever encounter a Beedrill. God knows how it happened, but those Pokemon nearly killed me when I was 5... Yet here I was, in their home.

I heaved a large sigh, trying to build a resolve. It was genuinely tempting to just chicken out and go back to the city, but it would render the walk here useless... I decided to chance it and started my trek through the Viridian Forest.

The first thing I had noted was there was a split once I made my first steps. Left or right... I chose the latter, with my gut instinct telling me that going towards the left would lead me nowhere. I tried to avoid trying to walk on the tall grass as much as possible, though there were moments where it was necessary for me to step on it, due to the fact that the deeper I went, there would be less short grass for me to walk on... I wasn't even far into the forest yet!

It wasn't long before I had stumbled upon a new patch of short grass, which opened a little bit to the right... I breathed a sigh of relief... I had yet to risk any close calls by walking through that patch of tall grass. However, I had heard the sounds of a battle commencing... Were there trainers already? I glanced around as hard as I could, scurrying over to one of the nearby trees. I peeped over the trees I was on and my suspicions of trainers around were confirmed. There was a bug catcher and a young rookie trainer battling, and both of them looked young, just as young as my sister.

I wasn't sure how I was able to quietly sneak by the both of them... I had my monstrosity of a bag with me, which was bound to make any sound if I tried to sneak around. I then thought about running... Even though this bag made it hard to run, I could try and chance it. I wanted to thank that rookie trainer for keeping that bug catcher in a battle... At the very least, I did not have to deal with the bug trainer trying to challenge me.

I took a close glance at the battle, and it seemed as if the bug catcher knew as if he was going to lose. The other trainer, the challenger, had a Charmander in front of him as well. I took that as my cue to start running. I didn't care if it was going to distract them, I wait any longer, my window was going to be gone.

I ran as fast I could, but my pace was sluggish and I ran out of breath far more quickly than I did this morning... I managed to get some distance before they could notice, but I had ended up tripping... I felt myself slam on down to the grass floor, with my knees taking the brunt of the damage and my bag smothering me... An intense pain rang throughout my body, and I almost screamed in utter agony.

I had just enough strength to remove the bag off of me, setting it off on the other side... However, even then, I had found it hard just to get up... The pain radiated the worst on my knees. My face contorted in pain, and it felt like my knees were set on a furnace...

I looked up to see where I was, and fear exploded inside of me. I had landed myself right next to a tree, and I was lying down in the middle of tall grass. I wanted to curl up and just stop moving right here... Everything's falling apart... I wouldn't make it out of here alive after all... Maybe... Maybe it's best if I just waited here... Waited here for life to take me away... Or maybe... If... No... That would never happen...

I suddenly heard the sounds of Pokemon approaching... I felt the adrenaline instantly running through my body. No, I am not going to die here, I'm making it out of here alive. I looked around to see the source of the sounds...

No... no... This couldn't be... No...

So many Beedrill... An Ariados crawling out of a tree, hissing at me... The Pokemon in front of me right now, all of my worst fears come to life...

This was... This was... I needed to run... I willed for my legs to have enough strength for me get up and run... And somehow, they did... Wobbly as they were, I was still standing. I still felt the pain, but it was nothing compared to the fear I was feeling now...

I couldn't face it any longer... I ran, I tried to run as far as I could from... From them. I didn't care about anything else, no... I...

It wasn't far, but I had managed to reach a tree that was surrounded by small glass... Once I reached that tree, I had stopped there... I fell to my knees... I didn't know if it was from exhaustion... Or sadness... But I didn't care.

A heavy feeling came through me again... This time, I couldn't stop it... Tears started to prickle my eyes and I felt sobs wrack my body...

Why... Why couldn't I do anything right!? Why am I so useless!? Why am I... Why... Why do I even exist?

"You're worthless, Claude. You're of no use to anyone, at all." F-father?

"Why can't you be more like you brother, Xavier? He can pass all of his tests and still be friendly with Pokemon?" M-mother?

"HA, HA, Loser Claude! Loser Claude!" X... Xavier?

"You're nothing to me... You're NOTHING."

"You'll never be a good trainer."

"You shouldn't have even been born. You just came with Xavier."

"You should've died."

My heart shattered into pieces as those fragments of my past kept replaying in my head... My heart broke because of how true they all were... Why did I run away? Why was I under the delusion that I meant something?...

I never meant anything at all... To anyone... I was a... I am a nobody... I am no one...

I plagued everyone's life... I caused my mother so much pain... I was useless to my father... I was an annoyance to my brother... I burdened my sister with my problems... I entitled myself to so many things... That I never even gave back...

I didn't care about living anymore... Maybe... Maybe this was the ultimate fate of my life... Letting death come to me in a forest...

I glanced up around me... Seeing a group of Butterfree surround me with menacing looks... It would've scared me, but I didn't care anymore... Of course they'd take no pity on me... Who would? Why would anyone care for me?

I pathetically lay myself down on the ground... If they were the ones responsible for my death, then so be it...

Nothing mattered anymore... I turned my face down to the ground... I could hear the sounds of Pokemon being released... An attack being called...

It didn't matter though... What else does?

I just wanted this to end...