“Charizard! Use Flame Charge!”

The Charizard flew high in the air and then dived at the Raichu. Just feet from the ground, Charizard pulled up and let out a burst of flame. The Raichu collapsed but quickly stood up again and turned around to make one final attempt at a comeback.

That was not going to happen; the Charizard twisted around in the air and was now heading back for its kill.

“Raichu!” The challenger screamed. “DODGE!!!”

“Charizard, use slam!” screamed goodboy.

Before the Raichu could get out of the way, Charizard grabbed a hold of the pokemon and flew into the air again.

The challenger shook his head in disgust, “No!”

Once Charizard had reached a decent height, it turned and began to speed down towards the ground. At the last moment, Charizard let go and the Raichu hit the ground, skidded a dozen feet, and then laid there motionless.

“Good job Mac,” said Goodboy. “Another good battle by one of my favorite challengers. You lost yet again, but try agin some time in the future, who know’s, maybe the you can finally become the champion after the 7^th try.”

“I hope so,” said Mac. “Beating you is the only thing I ever wanted to do.”

“Come on, let’s head on downstairs for you to fill out the paperwork.”

Goodboy had faced three challengers today, but none of them had succeeded in overpowering our champion. He had just received a call from his younger brother earlier in the day telling him that they would be leaving the city soon.

It was two days ago when Tgags123 received his pokemon, and then all of the new trainers had to ride out to the eastern part of the city. They all stayed in a hotel there for three days and they had to go to all sorts of classes during the day to make sure that they know what they are doing.

The house had been empty since Tgags123 left, he missed his brother. The only thing that kept Goodboy from telling him not to become a trainer wads the fact that he would soon be able to battle him and then they would be together again.

It was 9PM by the time Goodboy had finished all of his paperwork and was able to head home and it was a quarter to 10 when he arrived at the front door of his house.

The door was not locked.

He was sure that he locked the door before he had left this morning. He opened the door and said “hello? Tgags123? Did you come back because you love your brother? No….”

Everything was a mess, all of his books were scattered across the floor, furniture was torn apart and lying everywhere, and everything was broken. All of the windows were smashed in, the TV and Wii U were lying on the floor in pieces, and pots and pans were all smashed across the kitchen floor.

“Hello?!?!”

Goodboy ran up to the second floor to check on the bedrooms. Tgags123’s room was fine, but his room was completely destroyed except for his mattress, which was left untouched. It had been untouched aside for one small note lying on top of the bed.

“You have messed with the wrong person Goodboy, it is time that you fall, and that I take everything away from you. Have a good day.”