Chapter Twelve

~ FLASHBACK~

I turned six years old today. My grandmother had passed away only two weeks before.

The jet touched down. My father had sent for me. I departed the jet and looked at my new surroundings. I wasn't really looking foreword to be living with my father. I had never met the man or know who he is.

I sighed and checked to see if my jigglypuff backpack was still on my back. A Lucario came and picked up my suitcase. I didn't own very many clothes, so packing wasn't really bad.

I followed the Lucario inside the Castle. I repelled the bucket of water over my head and drenched the culprit.

The culprit was a teenage boy, about 17 or 18. He was wearing a yellow shirt, which was now drenched.

"I don't appreciate pranks, Flint." I sighed.

"Like Father, like daughter." He mumbled. "You're no fun to trick."

"That's what you get if you try to trick one of the Elite Four, Flint." A man with a mauve suit said. He had purple glasses and short purple hair.

"Oh stop lecturing me, so what if I just entered the Elite Four? Besides, Bertha does that twenty-four/seven." He stomped off.

"I see you've avoided Flint's prank, aren't you smart?" A woman with long blonde hair approached me. She was wearing black boots, black jeans and a black short sleeved t-shirt.

"Cynthia, you're just below the Champion and above my father, correct?" I looked up at her.

"You're SURE she's SIX, because she talks just like you." She looked at my Father.

He sweat dropped, "I promise you, she is six."

"Anyways, what's your name?" Cynthia bent down.

"Violet, Violet Destiny Bronze." I replied.

"You're such a cute little girl!" She squealed. She picked me up.

"Put me down, I hate to be carried." I crossed my arms.

"I'm taking you shopping today!" Cynthia smiled.

"I hate shopping."

"Someone's a little cranky, have you taken your nap?" Flint smirked. He had changed into some dry clothes.

"You should talk. Please, an eighteen year old playing a prank on a six year old, stupid." I stared at him with bored eyes.

"Lucian, your kid's a little scary." Flint whispered to Father.

"You'll get along. Cynthia, pass me Violet, please." He reached his hands out for me.

"Awwwwww, but she's so adorable!" She held tighter.

I teleported away from her and in front of Father. "I don't do hugs."

"Definitely scary." Flint said.

"She's a Psychic, like you Lucian." A woman with grey hair said.

"Bertha, Flint, this is my daughter, Violet." Father picked me up.

"I would appreciate it if you let me down." I stared at him.

"She is different from other six year olds." Bertha smiled, amused.

"She's just like you, her looks, her personality, the way she speaks…" Cynthia observed.

Flint nodded. "Your powers are the same too."

"But you've said you haven't been with her since she was born." Bertha looked at me.

Father nodded. "That's true. But her mother died when she was one."

My eyes widened. Mom didn't leave… she was dead. He lied to me! Raimon lied to me, his little sister.

He flashed in my mind, short dark purple hair and green eyes.

"…Could you show me to my room, Father?" I asked.

"Of course, Violet." He put me down and led me to my new room.

Once we were away from the others, Father looked at me concerned. "You didn't know she had died?"

"…No, Raimon didn't tell me. He just told me she had gone on a journey and wouldn't be back for a while." I told him, fighting tears.

He sighed. "He's always been like that. He's probably still mad at me for coming here. That's why he probably didn't send you here first." He rubbed his forehead.

Father stopped walking.

I stopped.

"It's alright Violet, it's okay to be a child, you don't have to be independent right now. You have me now." He bent down.

I looked down. I was still fighting tears. I wanted to be strong. Raimon wouldn't…

"He's so stupid!" Tears went down my face. "He broke his promise! He's so stupid!" I sobbed. "He knew I'd miss him but he still went anyways and left me with Grandmother. He's so stupid!"

"It hurts me too, to see you like this. We both share the same pain. But one day, Raimon will show up or we can chase him out from his hiding place." He smiled and pat my head.

I managed to smile. "Thank you, Daddy."

He seemed a bit surprised. He smiled as well. "That's my Vi-Vi."

~END FLASHBACK~