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damn! i shouted, because i was angry. why was i angry? because i lost another battle! no matter how hard itried i could never win! your worthless, chamander!! i screamed at my charmander. he really was
we had been toghether for almost a month now, and in that time charmander had yet to win a single battle. use scratch! i cried but charmander would yawn and look at me. use ember! i pleaded but charmande would spind around a few times and sit down. do literaly anything! i begged but chamrander would just lie down and let the other pokemon beat him up
i took him to the nurses joy at pokemon center, but they couldnt tell what was wrong. he's a healthy young boy they said, we dont know why he wont fight. so i take him to professer elm. why wont he fight!? i asked him violently, holding my gun to his temple. elm whimpered and said he didnt know, but to ask mr pokemon. mr pokemon huh, what a stupid name. i killed professor elm and left for mr pokemon house
when i got there nobody answered the door when i knocked. im coming in! i screamed as i filled the dooor with bullets then kicked it open. inside was mr pokemon, butt naked, dancing in the middle of the room. how revolting! i told him as i raised the gun. tell me what wrong with my charmander! he begged for his life but in the end i had to kill him too, he was of no use
i had enough now! i told charmander to wait for me and i would be back. but i never came back. its been 2 years since that day. i still have 2 bullets left. in case he comes. one for him... and one for me
