I will create extra chapters to leave some informations that I didn't know when to leave in the story. Most of them will be very short.

Here is the first one, it will have Chances' POV.

On the day that my egg hatched, my parents looked at me and smiled. I was leaved in the PC with them for four years. On my fourth birthday, I saw the outside for the first time, it was beautiful. The professor greeted me, she looked like a good person. Soon a man came, he said that he was my parents' trainer. He, the professor and my parents asked me a question that decided my life.

Do you want to be a trainer's pokemon or be wild?

My parents have teached how to take care of myself if I wished to live in a forest, only now I discovered why.

Domesticated or wild?

I wanted to be as strong as my parents. I decided that I wanted to be trained. My parents smiled, but there was something on their smile. I was too young to know what was wrong on my decision.

The years passed on and the professor started to teach me and other pokemon about how this world works, I wasn't the type of guy who liked to go to the school, I skipped the classes and watched some wild pokemon, to see who was their way to live. Their cruel lifestyle. I lost the count of how many times I have saw a predator pokemon killing a pokemon and eating it. That is the main difference between a trained and a wild.

I was ten when my parents' trainer decided to give them to his daughter, she was a cute 10 years old girl. My parents told me that they would use her pokenav everyday to call me, so we would be able to talk to each other.

One day, two months later, they didn't call me. I thought that the pokenav was out of batteries.

I didn't receive a call during an entire week. They might be far from a town.

I visited my parents' former trainer to see if he knew something. He was crying, I decided to leave.

A month. The pokenav might be broken.

I visited him again and again, he always said that they were okay, but something in his voice was odd.

A year...

I asked to the him once again, but this time the one crying was me.

I left that house crying much more than before.

Children shouldn't have pokemon. Children are naive. Children are useless. Children are stupid. Children are annoying. Children are the worst thing in this world.

I hate children.

I still wanted to be strong so I still need to have a trainer, but I didn't want a child to be my trainer. I started to study everything about human and pokemon society that I could in hopes that they decide that I too valuable to give to a naive child. I decided to have priorities, the first would be to be strong, the second was make sure that my teammates wouldn't die.

But my last priority is take care of a child.

Chances: Now you know who I am. Are you happy?

Cara normal: Totally am.

Claus: *Crying in sadness* I didn't know that you hated children because you lost your parents. *Try to hug Chances*

Chances: *Punches Claus' face.*

Claus: *Crying in pain.*

?: Stop it. Friends aren't surprised to do it.

Chances: He is not my friend.

Claus Star

Chances: Level 5 - Adamant - Blaze - 22 years - Growl and Scratch

Deaths: 0

Sam Kay

Mint: Level 5 - Gentle - Overgrow - 19 years - Leer and Pound

Deaths: 0