Revenge
by Benjamin T. Kitsune

I slammed the door into my room with extreme anger and frustration. Snarling, I leaped onto my bed and laid there, trying to recollect my thoughts and actions of the past few minutes.

My name is Trevor, and I am sixteen. For six years I have yearned to go on a Pokemon journey, and for six years I have been denied my utmost desire. My parents simply will not let me. They claim that Pokemon are "too dangerous" and that I would be hurt, that I couldn't take care of myself, despite the fact I took a three-week survival course at camp and passed with flying colors.

What I believe is really the clincher, though, is that both of my parents are not just Pokemon trainers themselves, they're Gym Leaders. Why two Gym Leaders would ban their own son from training Pokemon will baffle me for my entire life. I will probably never understand, even if it were explained to me in excruciating detail.

What I do understand, though, is that I was very angry. I had awaited my entire life for my tenth birthday, the very day I could get my very first Pokemon, the day I could begin my training! However, that day came, and my parents profoundly refused to let me go to the lab. I couldn't believe that my dreams were being shattered one by one…I kept persisting, every day afterwards, until, one fateful day my parents forbade me from being around Pokemon. I was not to ever go to the lab, or to the Pokemon Center under any circumstance. My parents even refused to let me see the Pokemon they were training at the Gym, where they also forbade me to enter….

I used to be so close with my parents. After that incident, we started drifting apart. We don't do anything anymore. The only thing we ever do is eat at the kitchen table, and every night is always filled with a tension so thick that even a Japanese katana could never dream of cutting through. I hate them both. I hate them with every single fiber of my being I hate them!

Every single day I am forced to live a boring routine life. And here are my parents, they're all so hopeful for me, always telling me to do something with my life, take control of my dreams and make them come true, that they'll always be there for me, no matter what…..They're so damn hypocritical they're blind to what they're doing to me. They aren't supporting me! They're killing me! They want me to suffer! How DARE them!? HOW DARE THEM!? How DARE they tell me to follow my dreams, and then deny me the dream I so fervently wish to follow!? Why is it that every time I tell them this they always snap back at me to "mind my manners" and to "shut my trap" and to "don't talk back to them"!? EVERY SINGLE TIME!!

My parents always said that as long as I lived in this house, I was to live by their rules, and to obey every last one, no ifs, ands, buts, or ors.

Well, you know what, guys?

I'm outta here. You have pushed me TOO far. You have crossed the line, and you have officially passed the point of no return. I will never forgive them for their injustices…..and I will make them pay. I will make them pay for every mistake they made, for every injustice they caused, for every pound of pain they inflicted.

I am going to run away. I am going to the lab, and I am going to get a Pokemon, no matter what my parents say. I am going to get a Pokemon, and start my journey.

I guess I really will follow my dreams after all. And on the way, I will get back at my parents in every way they got me. And I will make them suffer. I will hurt them they way they hurt me, only worse.

I will have my revenge……
TO BE CONTINUED.......