Legend

There are a lot of things in this world that I don't get. For example, why do humans train Pokemon? Why can't it be the other way around? Not that I'm complaining or anything. Also, why is the sky blue? Why is the grass green? Why is Brendan such a jerk?

Who knows. Actually, I know that the grass is green because green is the only color reflected off grass, but so what? Why does grass only reflect the color green? Hell if I know!

Now that I think about it, grass is green because of something in the chlorophyll ... Oh, shut up. I know you're interested! But anyway, my main question is why does anyone live? I guess some people live because they have that so-called destiny to finish. Others saw themselves as something in the world. Some other people have a dream they want to accomplish, and maybe some live for other people. I don't know why I live. No one seems to care about me, I don't think I have a destiny, I probably will never become a Pokemon Champion (at least not at this age), and I don't live for someone else, I suppose. Doesn't everyone have a reason to live?

But, of course, I'm not going to kill myself when you least expected it even though most of you want me to.

Sometimes I have this dream. It comes at least once a week when it's hard for me to sleep. It's about some girl who was made fun of all the time because of the way she looked and if people got to know her, she was made fun of because of her personality. She lived through it though and grew up to some really hot chick. Latios, she was hot.

K, sorry, I'm done! But anyway, I wonder if that dream is a sign? I wonder why I keep asking you questions.

But really, that girl had nothing to live for when she was younger but when she grew up ... Yeah, I won't mention it again. So maybe I have a reason to live too! Maybe I just have to wait and see if I do until I die! Maybe I already lived my life and Rayquaza is all, ""Hmm ... I'm gonna make this kid suffer by letting him live a pointless life!"

Fun again! Like that shit in the toilet or whatever crap I brought up before.

Anyway, bringing up a random topic that comes to mind, how are ... the ... Pokemon going? Wow, what a lame question. Speaking of Pokemon though, I began to travel again. You can't stay too long in my aunt's house without a specific reason because otherwise, she'll whack you with her broom if you don't. It's weird how my mom wanted me to stay inside my house while my aunt wants you to get out of it.

Let's see, how many badges do I need to compete in the league? Three? Four? I lost count. Ha, I make it sound like I have a bajillion badges! Is bajillion a word? Or is it Bahillion? I can't remember. I have a short-term memory. At least, I think I do.

Now where was I? Oh yeah, badges and journeys! Yeah, I need three more badges! I think it'll be at least two months traveling, three tops! A bit of training and fresh air never hurts, I suppose, especially for a sickly boy like me that was kept hostage in his house for what? Ten years almost straight? At least when I turned ten, my mom KIND OF let me out, kind of being the keyword there.

Did you know it's almost four months 'til the Pokemon League over here in Hoenn? Latios, I keep asking you questions that most of you don't know how to answer. But yeah, four more months! I can't wait! I want to be like those trainers on T.V. who battle with so much power. The ones that don't crack under pressure. The ones who can think of awesome strategies with only, like, five seconds to think. The ones who are still friends with their Pokemon even if they lose. The ones that see the good in anything.

Yeah, those are the people I look up to. I don't look for heroes that are strong, wise beyond their years, and whatnot but heroes that see the good in anything.

Speaking of heroes, did you know that none of the League Champions haven't captured anything rare or even seen anything rare? Well maybe except the legendary Steven Stone – I think he saw Latios once. It always seemed like Hoenn had the worse line of legendaries. I mean look at everyone else! Crystal with Suicune, Gold with Ho-Oh, Red with Mewtwo or Mewthree or whatever, but Hoenn ... Hoenn hasn't even seen a silver-blue wing off of a Latios' back, for crying out loud! Doesn't at least ONE Pokemon Champion in Hoenn catch at least a GLIMPSE of a legendary Pokemon anymore?

Who knows? Maybe I'll be the first.

Oh yeah. It's gonna be me alright.

And by the way, for the smart ones sitting out there, that was sarcasm. Say it with me; Sarcasm. S-A-R-C-A-S-M. Congratulations, you won the Spelling Beedrill! You win a genuine, one hundred percent, made with real, value sized, full on word of "NOTHING!" Awesome! Shipping and handling is not included. May cause some boredom.

Speaking of legendaries, it would be cool if I captured (or at least saw) Latios, Latias, Rayquaza, or one of the Regi'! But ya'll know that Brendan or May (one of the most popular trainers today in the Hoenn Region considering they were on the Pokemon Report with Gabby and T.Y pretty much every week) are going to see and probably capture one of them. I can perfectly imagine Brendan taming the wild Groudon if it ever awakens and May riding on the back of the magnificent Kyogre. But I don't complain. Who needs legendaries when you have Pokemon like mine right?

Riiiiiiight.

No, I'm not saying I love my Pokemon. I do really! But I need something on my team that gives it a certain edge, ya know? Like a Gyarados or Mightyena which intimidates a Pokemon or trainer or a cool, under pressure Blaziken. Or even a sarcastic Delcatty. Maybe I'll teach my Delcatty to be sarcastic because we all know that I'm the most sardonic boy on the in the world!

Look! I'm being sarcastic again! I use the word "sarcastic" too much. I should read the dictionary or maybe not of thrown out that word-of-the-day calendar my cousin got me. I hate those things though. They annoy me with their big words. Surreptitious, blaze, muftis, you name it. I don't know it. I didn't even know muftis was a word 'til I read it on the calendar!

But anyway, I have no clue what I was talking about before now.

I told you I had short-term memory.

- - -

Wally looked up from his writings and sighed. Storing his journal safely tucked away in his black backpack, he threw the strap of the bag over his shoulder to continue his travels. He had to get the badge from Fortree and stock up on supplies since he was already down to his emergency supply of canned food. As he walked along the dirt path, he began to wonder how every trainer he met along his journey was doing. Lady Cindy was still probably tending to her flowers, that Rich Boy Wilson was probably still rich with that pathetic Zigazagoon of his, and maybe Cooltrainer Brian was busy catching that Larion he always wanted. He wondered how little Jade was doing. She was already six and a half. He wished he didn't miss her birthday party, but then again, watching a puppet show performed by a guy in a purple dinosaur suit wasn't his idea of fun.

He wondered how May was doing. He just got over his little "infatuation" with her. He wondered if her Blaziken got even stronger. He hoped not, that Blaziken was tough to begin with. How was he suppose to beat her if she got stronger?

He also wondered, oddly, how Brendan was doing. Probably making an ass out of himself, no doubt.

"No really, Wally?" the green-haired trainer asked himself. "You think?" he snorted to himself, and then a loud eruption sounded. Bewildered and wondering is his snort caused the world to blow up, he exclaimed, "What the hell was that?" He felt the sun beat down on his back hotly, and he winced in pain. The light was blinding. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a pair of shades to protect his eyes. "What's going on?" he asked, confused. "I remember my grandmother telling me a story about when the sun beat down hotly on the backs of both trainers and Pokemon. Rumor states that the sun shone brightly and the rain poured down for many days when legendaries Groudon and Kyogre clashed! It is not raining so ..." A shadow overpassed him, and he looked up. Large was the only was to describe the beast. It also caused the sun to shine more brightly.

Wally gasped in surprise as he saw the river he was walking next too slowly evaporate away. With a flick of his wrist, he released his beautiful and graceful Altaria and asked if he could ride upon her to the skies. She nodded her head and he hopped on. The Altaria took off at an amazing speed as she hummed a harmonic song. They reached up a height where Wally wouldn't lose oxygen. The green-haired trainer glared at what he saw. The oceans were beginning to dry up and not a single soul set foot outside. You could hear the slamming and locking of doors and windows if you listen closely enough.

"Has ... has Groudon awoken?" Wally asked in an amazed voice. He blinked twice. Something was up – something terrible – something created from the hands of Team Magma. He knew a Team Magma member, and that Team Magma member was–

"BEEP BEEP BEEP! New video message from Pokemon Trainer Brendan. BEEP BEEP BEEP! New video message from Pokemon Trainer Brendan. BEEP BEEP-"

Wally reached down to his PokeNav, un-clipped it from his pants and pressed the button, turning off the annoying beeping noise. The device opened, and Brendan's face appeared on screen.

"Yeah, Birch?" Wally asked dully despite the fact that a legendary might have flown over his head minutes before. "Kind of in the middle of flying here, and you kind of need both hands to hang on."

Brendan looked nervous, his face pale white. "I ... I don't know what happened," he murmured, an awe-struck look plastered on his face now. "I ... I was just standing here with May and then-" he gulped. "Maxie ... he came-"

"Your leader?" Wally spat.

"Former leader, Wallace," Brendan growled from the pit of his throat. "Turns out that I am wrong. Team Magma does want to cover the entire world with land, not half water."

Wally couldn't help but roll his eyes. "No shit, sherlock. That's what we have been TRYING to tell you for the past three months!"

"I know, and I'm sorry, alright?" Brendan snapped. "Anyway, Maxie, he came, and he took out the Red Orb that he stole. The light ... That red, burning light piecing through my retinas!"

"Oh, shnaps!" Wally joked. "Brendan's actually using the words he finds in his word-of-the-day-calendar! At least someone is."

Brendan ignored him. "It awoke the sleeping Groudon!"

"Say what?" Wally gasped, remembering the shadow overpassing him a few moments ago. "I saw him! He passed overhead not too long ago! Heading towards the ocean, probably near Pacifilog or Sootopolis! Is it Groudon that is making everything so hot?"

Wally saw May push Brendan out of the way as she grasped onto the white-haired trainer's PokeNav. "Yeah!" she exclaimed, panic edging into her voice. "We have to stop it! Groudon's drought is already affecting all of the cities and towns! I hope Sootopolis is alright! That white rock must burn their eyes out!" She bit her fingernails in a nervous manner. "We better get out of here, Brendan! Maxie and Archie already left!"

"Stop screaming!" Brendan groaned as he shared the screen with May. "Latios, it hurts like hell. Anyway, we we're just calling – though I don't know why YOU of all trainers – if you saw Groudon pass by. But since you told us you did and where it was going ... Yeah, we're done talking to you, so later!"

"How rude, Brendan Birch." Wally could see May roll her eyes. "Anyway, B Boy and I over here better split and tame that wild Groudon before someone else does! Wish us luck!"

"Good luck!" Wally smirked. "You're going to need it."

"Oh. Well thanks," Brendan said sarcastically. "So much faith you have in us!"

"I never said I didn't have faith in you too. I just said good luck!" Wally raised and eyebrow and laughed.

"You have problems," Brendan retorted weakly.

"I've known that ever since I was born," Wally retaliated, a smug smile etched on his face. "Later!" He ended the video message and clipped the device back onto his pants. Wally shook his head – he couldn't help but feel smug right now. He predicted in his journal that Brendan and May would awaken and catch Groudon or Kyogre and it might come true.

If only what he wrote always came true like this time.

But then again, what the hell was he suppose to do with all that money in the first place?