A/N: This actually came to me in a dream...about 3 months ago and I have been trying to fight my schedule and procrastination to get this written. Well I managed to write it and I learned something; my imagination does NOT want me to start something from the beginning, but from the middle to the end. So imagine how hard it was for me to start this when I kept seeing a later scene. Well after so long I finally managed to get this written and from this point on I will be working on this till the end, regardless if you like it or not. Well now that I've gotten that simplification of my rant out, you can read this and enjoy it.

Chapter 1: School's out

Come on cmon hurry up. I thought as I waited for the bell signaling the end of school and the beginning of summer vacation. We had about ten minutes left and it was the LONGEST ten minutes of my life. I had a book that I'm pretty sure would take at least a half hour to read that I read at least three times in the past five minutes. I really wanted to just walk out the door as a few other students have, they didn't come back and since it's the last day of school.

"WHY WON'T THE BELL RING?!?" I screamed and slammed my head on my desk. I heard some snickering behind me which normally would have angered me, but I was more glad that I had gave my classmates a few seconds of relief from this year long ten minutes. At this point I thought, Why did I come to school today, it's the last day of the school year and I decided to come to school. I should have just stayed home. I swear if this bell does not ring, I am going to shove... As if on cue the bell rang and the longest day of my life was over.

"Finalfuckingly!" A few of my classmates and I said at the very same time. I ran out the classroom and rushed to my locker knowing that the end of the year meant that someone will pick a fight with anyone, and I DO mean ANYONE. I just had a feeling that it was going to happen nearby the east wing door where I leave out of. Inputting my combination I realized, I didn't bring anything nor did I have anything I wanted to take home other than the book that was in my hand. So I just turned away from my locker and headed towards my exit. I was kind of glad the hallways were empty because so many students didn't come due to today being the last day of the year. At the end of the hallway by the door I saw someone dressed in black jeans and a black hooded sweater, first guess I made was that it was Berry, the one person in this school who I truly hated. Just seeing his face pissed me off. To make things worse is that he was in the special ed class and acted like he was superior to everyone. You're probably thinking that the special ed class is for the mentally challenged, no, it's for the gifted battlers here, I never understood why though. I already knew he was waiting for me just to pick a fight with me, I resisted the urge of slamming his face into the nearest thing all this year, but today I was probably going to break his face if he picked a fight with me. Just because I have a lot of tolerance does not make me something he could abuse. I stepped up to him and looked him dead in the eyes, he just grinned cockily.

"Move" I said to him. He just stood there still grinning.

"Move!" I said louder. He still didn't move.

"I SAID MOVE!!" I yelled. He stayed in place still grinning. Right now I was pissed, really pissed.

"Make me, or are you too much of a bitch to?" He said clearly trying to provoke me. It was working.

"Don't fuck with me Berry. I took shit from you all year and held myself back from practically killing you because I would've felt bad for doing it, but right now if you try ANYTHING I'll break your face." I said while clenching my fist. He moved closer and pushed me back. I started counting to myself to ease my anger, didn't work. He slapped me across the face and I lost it. I slugged him right in the jaw and slammed his face into the wall to my left. He fell over unconscious with a broken nose and possibly a broken jaw, he wasn't even bleeding yet. I didn't care to wait until I saw blood or till someone saw what I did and congratulate me or lecture me on how wrong it was to do that, so I left out with a smile on my face. That long wait all today was very much worth it if I got to do that to someone I hated.

"JASON!!" Someone yelled in my ear causing me to jump. There was only one person I knew who could actually sneak up on me.

"Stop doing that Paris!" I yelled back at her. She only laughed.

"I saw what you did to Berry. You're such a jerk. You know that was mean. You should take anger management classes." She spoke. Her of all people, saying THAT to me.

"You know the bullshit he put me through all year. It's only fair that I got to deal a portion of pain back to him." I replied.

"I know, he harassed me too. If you hadn't when you did I would've." She said. I turned towards her and lifted an eyebrow, somewhat surprised at hearing those words come out of her mouth.

"You hurting someone else? I don't see that happening." I responded. Paris was a nonviolent person, never starting fights and somehow never getting into arguments.

"Just because you've never seen me fight doesn't mean I'm scared to. I avoid fighting because it's wrong and people get hurt." She explained.

"And it's okay for Pokemon to fight? You refuse to fight other people yet you are a really good Pokemon battler?" I asked

"Well I...um..." She was stammering, and I fought back a smile of accomplishment.

"Exactly." I said. She just frowned. "Anyway why did you stop me?" I asked.

"I didn't stop you, I yelled in your ear and you stopped."

"But you caused me to stop by getting my attention."

"You stopped out of your own free will. I didn't tell you to stop."

"Okay fine, what do you want?" I asked, slightly irritated at how she got me back in just a few seconds.

"What are you doing tonight?" Was she asking me out?

"Nothing why?"

"I got in a fight with my parents yesterday about me leaving and I'm still somewhat mad at them and I'm sure they are too. So can I stay over your house tonight?" Okay so she wasn't asking me out, but what was she planning? I can't just turn her away though.

"Okay, but you better have a spare set of clothes."

"I do thanks."

"Good, now before we go we have to pickup my Charmander from the daycare center. Hopefully she hasn't caused too much trouble."

"Why didn't you put her in her pokeball?"

"Because I don't like to put Pokemon in pokeballs. I prefer to have them walking with me."

"So why did you leave her at the daycare center?"

"Well because she had somehow managed to tie a rope to the ceiling of my room and was swinging from wall to wall holding a can of Lysol spray dangerously close to to her tail. That may not seem like much since, as you know, most of my house and property is insulated, but she fell and dropped the Lysol which fell and hit the ground on head right next to her tail fire which caused the spray to become a flamethrower which was blown in my direction." I explained.

"Uh huh." She was clearly off in her own little world...or just trying to annoy me.

"You weren't even listening! I'm the one with the short attention span not you!" I said loudly, but she ignored it. I sighed and then said, "Lets just go."

She nodded and we began head west of the city and I looked back and thought. Goodbye Mauville Battle Tactics High, may I never go here again.

The streets of Mauville were usually bustling at this time. Mainly with trainers looking for a gym battle with Wattson. They usually piss me off by challenging me to a battle all the time. Just because I keep a charmander with me at all times when I'm not in school does not make me a freaking trainer, it doesn't even mean that I am looking for a battle. I kept an eye out for any random trainers looking for a quick fight, I had a few pokeballs strapped to my belt and I didn't want them to think there were any Pokemon in them.

I looked to my left at the casino as we walked past, half expecting a random trainer to burst out screaming that they had won the jackpot. Maybe I should go play the slots a few times...no, I've got no debts towards the place nor do I want any. As unlucky as I am, I'd probably lose everything in just a few minutes.

The daycare center began to come into view and I saw flames firing upward. I just sighed and picked up my pace to a jog with Paris following.

"I'm guessing that's your charmander?" Paris asked, I nodded yes. "She's pretty strong." She said.

"I've had her for five years now. My father gave her to me when he came back from Kanto before going out to hunt for the deities." I responded.

"Before your mother died?" She asked. Hearing that made me stumble, but I didn't fall. My mother had died two years ago. My mother could see the future and always knew what I would do, when I did it, and how. Before she died she had written many notes that she said I would find when the time came. So far I've found 19 notes, and if my anticipation is correct I should find one more before I leave Mauville. The last note I found yesterday read, "Just so you don't forget, this is the last week you can stay in that house. I know you don't have the money to pay the bills and I know you have decided to leave this very week. Good luck on your adventure. Hope you have fun."

"Yeah, before she died." I was a little upset at being reminded that.

There was a loud roar from some large Pokemon. Whatever it was, it was big. We began to sprint towards the building. The fence was destroyed so we just ran over the debris. There was a large black armored vehicle in the field of the daycare center. There was a large red R on the side of the vehicle.

"What are Rockets doing here in Hoenn?!" Paris exclaimed. I wasn't paying attention though, I was too busy looking at a rhydon and a man with red hair dressed in a white jumpsuit with a large red R on it.

"Rhydon, hyperbeam. Blow this building to pieces." The rhydon began to charge the hyperbeam and I panicked. What do I, how do I stop him, can I stop him, where are the owners of this place, where are the Pokemon, where is my charmander, why are there Rockets out here in Hoenn, what the hell is going on?! Were a few of the several questions that were flying through my mind.

"HEY YOU! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I yelled at the man. That caught his attention since he and his rhydon turned to me. I looked his rhydon in the eye and flinched, big mistake. The man just grinned and his rhydon fired at us. I dived out of the way, but I was caught in the blast and was thrown into a tree.

"Stay down and maybe I'll let you live." Said the man, as I struggled to stand. That blast hurt, the tree just made it worse. I couldn't stand up but I did manage to lift myself up to sit up against the tree. I noticed Paris was gone, she had either gone to get help, or is about to try something idiotic that will just make everything worse.

"What have you done with the owners and the Pokemon?" I asked. It hurt to speak. He just glared at me.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM?!" I yelled. That hurt even more. I think something is broken.

"You should stay quiet if you know what's good for you." He said. His grin dropped.

"ANSWER ME!" I was breathing heavily now. Normally I keep a steady breathing pattern whether I'm hurt, tired, or trying to calm down, but this was different. I think I may have something broken.

"You should have stayed quiet, you would've lived longer. Rhydon horn drill." I tried to stand again using the tree as the rhydon's horn began to spin like a drill. If this hits it may cause some serious and maybe permanent damage, but I wont let it kill me. Paris where ever you are, you better hurry up.

The rhydon charged as I managed to stand. If it took that much energy and time to stand I may not get away from this without losing something. I waited till the last second and dropped to the ground as it struck the tree right where I was standing. If I jumped out of the way it would've just changed direction and hit me. I rolled to the side just as it stomped the ground where I was. I had to keep rolling since it wasn't giving me a chance to stand by constantly attacking. The moment it stopped I jumped to my feet and turned to it only to find it charging a hyperbeam.

"This will hurt..." I muttered as I watched the orange orb grow larger. It fired and everything seemed to move in slow-motion. I watched the beam slowly progress toward me. The beam was too big to sidestep past or duck under. If I jump out of the way the explosion may throw me into something else or send me flipping which may break my neck. If I don't move then I'll be obliterated. I threw my arms in front of my face, closed my eyes, and braced for impact.....

A/N:So what do you think? I know there are many parts that could be done better. If you have any tips I'm listening. Also the title is pending and I am willing to accept a suggestion.