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Cynder

By Farla

My trainer named me Cynder. Probably just because of my species. He never was a deep thinker.

But it fit. My mother had been his best pokemon, but he had gotten an offer he couldn't refuse and traded her. Before he did so, he put her in the breeding center with another pokemon and got an egg.

I hatched and we started battling. I have an almost perfect memory, and I can recount every battle, every attack and counter-attack, every trainer and strategy. But no need. I can sum it all up easily. I lost.

My first battle was against Pryce, the winter trainer. I got crushed by his dewgong. I lost, even with a type advantage.

My trainer was mad, but he didn't hurt me or starve me. He still used me when all his other pokemon had fainted in the battle and I was all he had left, and I still lost.

I'm not like my mother. I'm not strong and fast and powerful. I'm just a tiny worthless little cinder of her power.

Okay, I'm adding a little author's note because (as usual) people missed the point when I first posted this. Totally. Now, yes, it does SEEM like this trainer isn't bad, but check it again. What is this pokemon's battle experience? Why exactly do you think its losing? And really people, a DEWGONG! A *DEWGONG*! Do I have to spell it out for you?