My parents' divorce happened very quickly. From the day we found out, it was only a few weeks before everything was over. Many of the belongings disappeared from the house, the rapidash herd was sold (with the exception of mine and Jessee's, obviously.) By the time everything was over, the ranch was barren and looked all-in-all, abandoned. These sudden changes took quite a toll on our little family, but the biggest shock was the one that happened last.

My father's new wife-to-be was filthy rich. From a rich family, with rich cousins, who had rich friends...Just plain rich. She and he were able to hire the best lawyer on the market. Safe to say, that lawyer was ruthless, and in the end, left my family with little to nothing at all. After the whole ranch had been divided between my two parents; my mother getting some of the land and the buildings, and my father getting most of the furniture and interior stuff; a new subject came up-one that I had failed to, or had been too scared to, consider earlier.

I was at home taking care of Jessee and James when my father stormed through the door, my mother not far behind.

"Jim, please; you've already taken almost everything from me...Why are you trying to take my children too?!"

"Mya, honestly." My father yelled back, ignoring the three of us standing in the kitchen. "You're being unreasonable. You fail to consider that these children are half mine too; I have the right to them. Also, how do you think you are going to support three children on nothing?!" The two glared at each other for a moment. That's when I noticed that my father's mistress was now standing in the doorway. Looking back now, from a worldly point of view she was beautiful. Perfect porcelain skin, sleek black eyes lined with makeup, full red lips, diamond earrings and a matching necklace, and all this un-holy human glory cloaked in a sparkling black gown. But from my point of view, as a child whose family was being torn apart by this siren, she was hideous. When I looked at her, all I could see was a venomous wild ekans staring back at me. The temptress moved out of the doorway and stood next to my father, who put a lusting arm around her. The whole scene was revolting. I moved in front of Jessee and James and touched the pokeball with my Rapidash hanging from my belt...I was the only thing standing between my siblings and this demon.

When we were little, Jessee and James accidentally angered a wild arbok while they were playing in the woods. When the Pokemon was about to use it's fang attack, I jumped between. This was the exact same feeling.

"There's nothing you can do about it anyway. The deed is finished and signed." My father continued. "The only thing that's missing," He grabbed my brother's arm. "Is him." He turned now and talked to James. "Pack your things. You're living with me."

"What?"

"No...!"

"You wouldn't dare...!" I growled, gripping my pokeball tighter, my index finger finding the button on the front.

"I am your father and you will do as I say!" My father roared, still talking to James.

James yanked his arm away and clung onto my shirt sleeve. "I'm never going with you...! Growlith!" His orange, black, and white Pokemon came plodding into the kitchen. When he saw my father, his fur stood up and he began to growl. James went on. "I'm staying here with Jessee and Jess. I'm never going with you and you can't make me!"

My father sighed exasperatedly. "Pack, don't pack, I don't care. But you're coming with me whether you come on your own or I have to drag you out kicking and screaming." He pointed at James. "I'm coming back in three hours. You had better be ready." With that, he and his wife-to-be left.

The house was silent for five minutes. My mother sat down at the table with a long sigh. "James, you had best go pack your things."

"But mom, I don't want to go with him; I'm staying here with you!"

"James Ivory Newken, don't contradict me." My mom ordered, tears in her eyes. "Go up to your room now, and pack your suitcase."

James' eyes misted and he turned silently climbing up the stairs to his room. Jessee and I stood for a moment in pure shock before bolting up after him.