Hello. My name is Terry Collins. I'm 20 years old. I feel much older, though. My journey was taxing. Many things happened. Not all of them were good. Yet, I feel like if I hadn't taken it I would have ended up dead in a gutter with bloody wrists. Despite all the hardships that I had to endure, I enjoyed it. I really did. I traveled all over Unova, met the greatest of friends, the fiercest of rivals, the most bitter enemies. I spent the entire journey with Angel at my side. Psychic Type pokemon are very intelligent, Angel was no exception. But I discovered several other things about her and Psychic Types, pokemon in general as well. What I'm writing for you today is the story of my Journey, from start to finish, reliving the joy and fear, happiness and pain, the best days and the worst. I don't know who will read this, if anyone, or whether or not people will enjoy it. But I am not writing it for people to read. No. I'm writing it so I will never, ever forget the memories I gained, the lessons I learned. Because if I did, I would never forgive myself. I wouldn't even try.

As of right now, I'm sitting in front of the fireplace. It's about eleven at night. Angel is asleep on the couch, looking peaceful for the first time in a long time. I'm lost in thought, just letting my mind guide my pencil down the page, writing whatever it wants.

I tell myself every night that it's good that I finally stopped, settled down, found a place to live.

But I know in my heart that I will never truly stop adventuring, never stop exploring. Because no matter what happens, the thirst for fun and exciting new things thrives within me.

My name is Terry Collins. This is my story.

Author's Note: Well, I finally got off my lazy ass and rewrote the Prologue. I like it a lot, but I'm still debating whether or not it supports the overall feeling and mood of the story. Any input is appreciated. Thanks, and Happy Reading! -Orthros