Weak…

I am always called that

I was abandoned by my first trainer for it

Because I was such a weak pokemon

I can still hear his voice when he admitted he abandoned me

'What's wrong with dumping off a weak pokemon?'

'I wasn't gonna come back for it…'

I was lucky. Another trainer was there, one who said that abandoning pokemon was wrong

If it wasn't for him, my second trainer, I would have gone with him, Damien

I was too weak to chose to go on my own

I was the first of his pokemon to reach the level to evolve

I was also the only one who chose to

Evolved pokemon are stronger

And I didn't want to be weak

But then, being strong

I wouldn't

Couldn't

Take orders from one who was weak

That would make me weak

So I ignored his orders in battle

He sent me out when he was having trouble fighting

I fought

Usually I won

But sometimes I lost

Until finally, I fought a powerful water pokemon

It used ice beam

I was frozen solid

I lost

I nearly died

The weak humans tried to warm me

They lit fires and rubbed me

But I didn't want warmth

I wanted cold and the death it would bring

I lost

I was weak

Yet they tried so hard

And somehow

Against my will

I lived

I fought again

Taking orders from another

Because I was too weak to fight alone

I won

But it didn't matter

I had needed help

The other pokemon had help too

It's help just wasn't as good

It didn't prove which of use was stronger

On my own

I was weak

I fought a dragonite

The strongest pokemon of the strongest trainer of the Orange League

I lost

Weak

My trainer sent all his pokemon against it

That tiny, pathetic weak mouse beat it

My trainer was happy with me

He had only wanted me to weaken it for his prize pokemon

Who was strong

I was too weak

I traveled with him

Hoping to get stronger

One day we meat a charizard trainer

She asked if we wanted to go to the Charisific Valley

The place where the greatest charizard

-Wild ones-

Train

I thought it made sense

A trainer is a helper

To fight without one makes you stronger

We went

The trainer told us the only way there is to fly

I was to carry him there

Her charizard flew smoothly, level

Carrying her, and towing a balloon with my trainer's friends in it

I had trouble

He was heavy

I had never carried anything before

I struggled

Faltered

Couldn't stay level

Weak wings

Weak me

Finally we got to the valley

I couldn't beat the weakest one there

They had no trainer to help them

They had learned to fight without one

I hadn't

I was weak

My second trainer left me to train there

"Looks like you got a lot to learn so you better get started"

"Who wants a weak charizard"

And I heard Damian's voice behind it

"Who wants a weak pokemon"

At that moment, I didn't know who I hated more

Him

Or myself

I was weak

(A/N Although this doesn't match well with pokemon the third movie's portrayal of charizard, I think it is very realistic, if that makes any sense since charizard doesn't exist. Anyway, I actually wrote it before I saw the movie, so this is the result.)