Prolouge /

My name is Austin I never really wanted to be a trainer its not that Pokemon were boring they were actually really cool its just that going to new places and areas didnt appeal to me,I still got a licensence just incase I ever decided to become a trainer I think part of the reason I didnt want to be one is because when I was about five my sister went on an adventure but they say the last time they ever saw her was in saffron city battleing team rocket she defeated them but was never seen again.

I was strong and so it didnt effect me that much but I knew deep inside I was really sad people often described me as deppresed but I wasnt it was just the way I was and then I remebered some memories.

five years ago /

"Hey dad you okay you dont seem alright?" The boy asked his father

His father had black hair and cold blue eyes the boy admired his father and him and his brother looked up to him he would always have fun with him, the boys brother didnt get to know him because he was only two at the boy knew his father was hiding something.

"Im going to search for her im not deserting you please tell your mother I know she will be sad but I have a reason." the father said as he hugged his son for the last time.

"Dad you cant go Ill be lonely if you leave." the boy cried

"Your the man of the house now take care of your mother and brother I will miss you to." He said as he patted the boys head.

"I promise I will be back I dont know when but I will be back." He said as he slowly opened the door and left.

The boy noticed something on the floor it was a hat with a note boy opened it up and read it.

The boy had to wait until his mother came from work home to tell her so he waited three hours but when she did she asked a question the boy couldnt answer but knew he would still tell her what he knew.

"Weres your father?" She asked as she plopped down the paper work on the table.

"Read the note." The boy said as he pointed to it.

She picked up the note and read it carefully before she finnally took the note and threw it into the garbage can.

"That ungrateful basterd." His mother yelled

"He couldnt even wait until I got home." she said in a voice that terrified the boy

"Mom hes coming back." The boy said as he tried to calm down his mother

"No hes not I know men they are selfish and ungreatful hes never coming back." She said as she slapped the boy

The boy ran into his room upstairs and began crying he then remebered the hat his father said was for him,so he picked up the hat and put it on his head he liked the way it looked on an hour later the boy heard his door open and his mother came inside.

"Im sorry I hit you it wasnt your fault." she said as she hugged him

"Its my fault that I didnt stop him." the boy said with guilt

"Its okay you probably couldnt have stopped him anyways." she said as she lovingly hugged him again.

"Well I have some pizza down stairs lets eat." she said as she tried not to sound angry or sad.

To think that boy was me will forever haunt me but now something more horrible will happen will I be able to fix it and if I can will anybody die in the process.