"Yayy! We're at the top!" Kotone cheered happily as her Cyndaquil cooed on top of her head. The minute she arrived at Violet City, she quickly pace her feet to the city gym.

Only to find it closed.

When she stood at the gym door, disappointed, an old man recommended her to go to the Sprout Tower for some training before Falkner came back. So with a heavy heart, she went to the tower. Kotone sighed. Ah well, at least Cyndaquil can get some training.

After countless stairs and monks, Kotone finally reached the top – where the Grand Monk was waiting. She smiled and huffed vigorously. "We're gonna win, right buddy!"

"Cyndaaa!" Her pokemon yelled – excited for the next battle.

She ran towards the edge of the tower. Her heart was beating with determination as she saw the final monk.

And Silver.

Silver? Kotone widen her eyes in disbelief. It was really him. And he was battling the monk.

But his pokemon seemed worn out.

"Totodile! Headbutt!" Silver yelled valiantly. His starter headbutted the monk's Bellsprout – ending the battle.

Silver scoffed proudly. He called back Totodile into his ball and moved towards the fallen monk.

"You are strong."

Silver smirked arrogantly as the monk praised him. But his smirk disappeared as soon as the monk added, "But the way you treat your pokemon is barbaric. There was no love in your pokemon. Hence, your skills are lacking."

The redhead buried his eyebrows in resent. "Listen, old man! I don't need some weak punk telling me how to raise my pokemon!"

The monk didn't flinch. "I may have lost. But you my child will lose everything if you don't treat you and your pokemon with love."

Love. Silver's most hatred word. He gripped the monk's collar robe, pulling him closer to his face. Silver growled. "Do not lecture me about love, you old coot!" he hissed.

"Hey!"

The voice made Silver turned his head – only to find Kotone behind him. He groaned and released his grip, pushing the old man back.

Kotone didn't like the view at all. "Hey! Don't do that! Respect him! He's an old man for Arceus sake!"

But all Silver could hear was 'bla, bla and bla'. He moved lazily to the brunette – hands shoved inside his pocket. Kotone gritted her teeth silently. Her Cyndaquil growled at the redhead came closer.

"You know," he mused – moving his face closer to hers again. Kotone's heartbeat began to race as the distance between them was getting smaller. "You annoy me." Silver hissed and shoved Kotone away again.

The female trainer gape her mouth open. He really is a prick! Kotone chased Silver and caught his sleeve – causing him to turn around, annoyed.

"Let go woman!" he flailed his arms roughly but her grip was tighter than ever. Silver growled.

Kotone just glared at her sinister rival. "Go apologize to the monk."

Silver couldn't help but widen his eyes at her remark. "What…Why do I have to apologize! What are you, my mother? Let go!" He moved his arm high above his head – lifting the petite girl with him. Arceus, this woman can grip!

"Kyaa!" Kotone yelled as she felt her feet of the ground. Cyndaquil fell from her head and clung on her shoulder for safety. Unwarily, she hugged Silver's arm – not letting it go. Silver was getting pissed.

"Woman! Let go let go let go!" He swished his arm even faster – trying to detach himself from the clinging girl.

"Wahhh!" Kotone yelled even louder. She was getting dizzy from the flailing. "Not…until…you apologizeee!" Her body was swaying up and down like a doll.

Silver growled. With his free hand, he held Kotone and tried to pull her away from his arm. "I'll say this one more time – no!" He was losing his patience again. The loud feud attracted the attention of most of the monks and pokemon. Silver cursed the day he met Kotone. "Let…me…go!" He waved his arm with all his power and luckily, Kotone released the grip and was thrown on the other side of the wall.

"Ow!" She shouted – holding her head.

Silver rubbed his numb arm. "You pesky little nuisance!" Before the woman plunges herself at him and grips him again, he released his Gastly. "Gastly! Get me out of here now! He ordered sternly. With a nod, Gastly swirled himself around Silver and before Kotone could open her eyes, they disappear out of the tower.

"Ow…" Kotone groaned. The impact made her dizzy. Cyndaquil stood on his trainers lap – concerned placed on his face.

That bastard redhead is gonna get it! Cyndaquil growled.

After a few minutes of regaining her consciousness, Kotone stood up. She frowned and blushed slightly when she realized what she's had done. She had reacted out of instinct. Still, the boy had no right to act rudely to and elder or her. Kotone sighed. She looked down at her anxious Cyndaquil.

"Come one buddy, let's challenege the Grand Monk and then we can battle Falkner!"

Cyndaquil barked happily – oblivious that her trainer was still disturbed by the red-headed boy.

"Stupid…annoying…brat…pest…idiot…" Silver mumbled as soon as he got out of the tower. He didn't expect the girl to literally cling on him when he left. Who does she think she is? Does she know what personal space means! No shame! Silver kept cursing until he finally reached the Pokemon Center.

While waiting for his pokemon to be healed, Silver placed a seat on one of the benches. His head was still picturing the annoying brat. Silver grunted. Obviously, the woman wasn't afraid of him – which was a big mistake.

Impatiently, he tapped his fingers on the table. He wanted to leave the town as soon as possible – not wanting to bump to Kotone again.

"Shameless idiot…" he muttered. He shook his head when the image of Kotone smiling appeared in his mind.

Luckily, Nurse Joy called him – his pokemon were healed.

Without a word, Silver took his pokeballs and moved to the door. But his movements were halted when he saw a strange poster on the billboard. Curiously, Silver went to the billboard and looked at the poster.

It was a wanted poster.

And it showed a sketch of a boy with red hair.

Silver gulped. He read the words below the picture.

Warning, this boy is under the lookout. He stole a Totodile from a professor in New Bark Town. Keep a sharp eye and call if you spotted him. The suspect's name is Slyvia.

Silver gulped. The sketch may not look like him at all but the red hair was definitely a bad giveaway. Crap. That bitch sell me out! I'm doom. I have to hide. I have to run. I have to –

Slyvia?

Wait…what? Silver gawked at the name is the poster. They are looking for a guy…name Slyvia!

Silver just stared at the poster for a good five minutes. No doubt that the suspect they were looking for is him. But since did my name become fuckin' Slyvia!

Silver cursed under his breath. Obviously, this was all the girl's bidding. Although, deep inside his heart, he was quite glad that she didn't ratted him out completely (and he doesn't even know why). But seeing the fake name she'd gave him made him clenched his fist in anger.

"That woman is going to get it…" he growled.