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-sigh- Why the hell did that human have to find me? Why couldn’t I just recover, and go on with my life, rather than being the slave of this idiot? The only thing that makes it bearable is he doesn’t believe in leaving Pokèmon trapped in those metal prisons. It’s the only reason I haven’t attacked him, yet.

My captor, his Grovyle, and I walked in silence; not because we couldn’t understand each other, but because I have nothing to say to either of them. And if they even dare to make fun of my mangled ears, so help me I WILL introduce them to a whole new world of pain.

A sharp northern wind blew through the coastal road we were traveling down; bringing with it the scent of freedom. Something within me wanted to just break and run, but I knew that was pointless. I was stuck with him, and until he gives me a reason to free myself, such is my fate.

I should have seen my brother’s betrayal coming: Derano and Charis were getting harder to keep in line, but I didn’t think anything of it. It shouldn’t have been a shock when Charis found the balls to fight back. Though, if Derano had stayed the obedient slave I taught him to be, it wouldn’t have turned out this way…

How had it happened? I was distracted with Derano, administering a bit of electric judgment for giving me lip. That’s when Charis rammed me in the chest, knocking me down, and savagely attacking my beautiful ears; scarring me for life.

Guess I owe Derano; he kept Charis from killing me, though it would have been better than being stuck with a human. At least if I had died, I could be reunited with my REAL parents, not those imposters that pretended to be my mother and father. But no, I’m cursed to live on; suffering through the pain of life, and the insult of being owned.

At least I can make my ‘masters’ life a living hell for capturing me. The a*****e didn’t even catch me when I had a chance; he just picked me up, and took me to one of those hospital things. The NERVE of him; thinking that if he helped me that I would become loyal to him. I only stick with him because that human that treated me forced this fate upon me.

The wind died down to a gentle breeze, the gentle motion relaxing my nerves a bit. The heavy scent of salt air filled my lungs as I tried to calm myself again. Anger is pointless at this time, if I attack my ‘master’ directly, all it would do is get me killed. But, if he gives me reason to attack in self defense… I smiled at the thought of sending a lethal charge through his body; his screams of pain fading into nothing as the electricity shorted out his heart. He would beg, plead, and eventually accept that he was going to die. Ahh, how nice it will be when I can take out all the anger and hatred I’m feeling upon him.