How dare he strip me of my power? I had once been the strongest man in the world, but now I am nothing more than a laughing stock because of him.

I had dedicated ten years of my life to training. I have caught, and trained well over four hundred pokemon throughout my journey and I have risked everything in order to become the champion.

But then he had to come along, Goodboy had to come and take everything away from me. All that power that I have longed for my entire life had been taken from me in the blink of an eye.

Something must be done about that man. Somebody must make him pay for the pain that he caused me to suffer. Goodboy must be taken out of the picture so I can reclaim my rightful spot in history.

“Sir, may I come in?” A voice called from out in the hallway.

Come in Jared” D’Zed responded. “I do hope that you bring me good news.”

“I am sorry sire, but I do not. It seems that Goodboy’s brother had been given his first pokemon. Him, as well as seven other new trainers are now heading off to Osmium City as we speak, with the hopes of becoming the next champion.”

This is not good; those pesky trainers will all want to become champions. They will all want to battle Goodboy in order to overthrow him. I can’t let that happen as long as Goodboy is the champion. If those trainers want to battle the champion, it must be me.

“I can’t let them win, something must be done,” D’Zed told Jared. “I will personally take care of the brother and make sure that he never wins a battle in his life. Jared, I want you to take care of the other trainers.”

Somebody must take care of Goodboy. No matter what it takes, no matter what I have to put them through, I will again become the champion.