Life is like a stream. Some streams are dirty, some are clogged up by dams, some are short, some are long, some are rivers, and some are just perfect. Mine, mine isn't even a stream at this point. It's so clogged with branches, sewage, and dirt that I now classify it more as a septic pipe. Yea, it's that bad. So when most other Pokemon might freak out that they are being captured, I don't care. Trust me, I definitely could have escaped the cold hands of slavery. It was a simple red and white Poke-ball. I just don't have a will to live anymore. Better this kid who I found out literally just got his starter Pokemon not five minutes ago than a member of Team Rocket. Not that they are populated in this region. It is the Orre region after all. The only gang you should keep an eye out for here titled themselves "Team Snagem." What a lame team name honestly.

Anyways, the kid who captured me is named Trevor. I did just meet him, but he seems like a good kid so far. I will say though, that he has no idea what he is doing. I doubt he even knows I'm a legendary Pokemon. Then again, who wouldn't know...

Now something some humans might not know is that a Pokemon can actually see what is going on from inside its Poke-ball. So whatever Trevor does, I can see. Being in a Poke-ball is actually quite boring. The only things you can do is watch your trainer do his/her thing, or communicate with the other Pokemon in their Poke-balls. Trevor's only other Pokemon is a level ten Eevee, as per norm with Orre trainers. I haven't tried talking to the Eevee yet, as I would prefer solitude right now. I think he might just be too scared to talk to me. Whether that be because I'm a legendary Pokemon or a female I don't know.

At this point, Trevor is wandering around helplessly looking for something to do. "Where's more Pokemon I can catch?" He would ask himself. What an idiot. It's a rare sighting to find a wild Pokemon anywhere in the Orre region, so much that you have to actually put out bait and wait for one to find you. Another thing he might ask himself is "What would Red do in my position?" For those who don't know, Red is a trainer known by all across the world. Pretty much a celebrity. So what he stopped Team Rocket a few times and was the first to ever capture one of every Pokemon. He's almost eighty years old at this point! I'm surprised this kid even knows who he is.

"Ugh... I haven't found any Pokemon at all since I found that Suicune near the professor's lab an hour ago..." Trevor whines.

I really wanna tell him. But I'll just let him figure it out. Right now we are in the middle of a forest. Completely lost.

"I'm just going to sit down a bit." Trevor gasps out.

"How about you stay standing, and hand over that Suicune I heard you talking about."

Who was that? now I'm actually intrigued.

"W-Who's there" Trevor responds.

A tall male in ridiculous clothing steps out from behind a tree. "Who I am is none of your business, I'm part of the fantastic Team Snagem and I think bringing a Suicune back to the base will get me promoted."

Great. This day couldn't be worse.

"Go, Teddiursa!" Cried the Snagem grunt as he hurdled a Poke-ball into the air. The small bear-like Pokemon pops out of its ball.

"What Pokemon is that Dexter?"

"Teddiursa, the little bear Pokemon. Teddiursa uses Beedrill pollen and fruit to create its own honey. The marking on its face glows when it finds honey already made. Honey is often absorbed into the forepaws, and Teddiursa is often seen licking them. It will hide food stores throughout its territory before food becomes scarce in winter. Teddiursa lives in mountainous forests." The Poke-dex replies.

I swear, if Trevor puts me into battle I'm gonna...

"Ok, then go Suicune!" Trevor shouted in response, as he also threw a Poke-ball.

God damn it Trevor.

My Poke-ball explodes upon impact with the ground, and I come out standing in the decaying smoke. The Snagem grunt's legs start shaking. "I can do this." He mutters to himself.

Trevor shouts a command, "Suicune, use Aurora Beam!"

I thought about it for a while. I could use Aurora Beam, but why would I. This child thinks he can just boss me around? I have better things to do. Like sleep. Maybe think about what happened earlier. How it was all my fault...

"Suicune!" Trevor shouts.

I look at him startled. Apparently I had spaced off. I decide that this Teddiursa doesn't deserve death. No Pokemon does. I could just faint it, but that's a lot of work. It's what, level five? It's not like it could hurt me. So I decided to take a nap.

Trevor sighs...

"Fine, go Eevee!" He shouts in an irritated tone.

Trevor then chucks another Poke-ball into the air, and out pops a cute little Eevee.

"Eevee use tackle!" Trevor shouts at an instant.

The Eevee nods in agreement as it starts rushing toward the Teddiursa at full speed. The Teddiursa stands still and watches.

"Get out of the way you stupid bear!" The grunt screams.

The Teddiursa then looks back at it's trainer, feelings hurt. A singular tear rolls down the bear's face. But before the trainer could even think about apologizing, the small animal was flying through the sky as a bear projectile after it had been launched by Eevee's powerful tackle.

"Yea!" Trevor jumps with excitement. "Critical hit!"

The grunt recalls his now fainted Pokemon, then looks at the Suicune with a greedy twinkle in his eyes.

Eevee growls, as to scare off the grunt.

"Ok fine, I'm leaving! But just wait till the boss hears about this..."

He begins to run off.

"Return, Eevee!" Trevor calls out. Then he walks over to me, as I pretend I am asleep. I expected disappointment, or anger. But instead, he sits beside me. Silent.

Then suddenly, after a few minutes of silence other than the sound of a flowing stream nearby, he speaks to me.

"I know your life has probably been rough. Mine has been too. I mean, with those guys chasing you wherever you go, life has got to be a bit difficult. I know you can't speak back to me, but if you don't want to fight, then that is fine. I will release you back into the wild after we get back to some civilization." He paused. "Do you want back into your Poke-ball for now, or is it ok if i sleep on you for the night? Stand up if you want back into your ball."

I was shocked. I never thought he, a twelve year old child, could understand what I was going to even remotely. I decided to stay there, as after he said all this he began to cry. I wish I knew why. If I did, maybe I could help him feel better... No, snap out of it! Don't let him get into your head! All humans are the same. The only emotion they can feel is greed. I'll let him lay on me tonight so he wont catch a cold, but tomorrow I will be free once more. But even so, whats freedom without love. What is life without someone to share it with...