Most people would say that it was fine for me to not like to battle, giving account that all of the people you asked were not in my family. My family did not outwardly say that they were embarrassed by the fact that probably their best battler hated to battle. But over the years everyone stopped pressing me about the matter, except my Pokemon.
Suicune was horrified when I told him after the Johto League that I had no more intentions of battle again. Suicune came to all together avoid me when ever possible, the others began to accept that this was my new life and that that was my old. After that my old life ended, giving me room to make a new life with Byron.
But all of that changed when I got Amnesia after a train crash near Veilstone city.
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"Miss? Miss, are you awake? You need to wake up, Miss."
I opened my eyes to find a young man staring into my face. I must have jumped six inches off of the bed that I was laying on. I looked around.
"Why am I laying in a hospital? I feel fine."
The young doctor looked at me, "Miss, you where in a train crash right before Christmas last year."
"One question, please" I asked, "Why was I on a train?"
Everyone in the room gasped. I heard one of the nurses say to another, "I can't believe it. She has amnesia. Just like the others." The only person who kept calm was the young doctor. He asked,"So you don't remember anything, even your name?"
I thought a minute, starting to panic when I couldn't remember my own name. I could feel the air in the room begin to get tense as everyone waited to hear my name. But no matter how hard I tried to remember, I could not..
Over the next couple of years my life got better. Expessly because I found these awesome Pokemon that would become my life long partners. I fought my way to the top of the Battle Frontier, to become the bmaster of the Battle Frontier. But over the years I started to get this really lonely feeling in side of me. People also asked me why I never got married, since there were so many boys who I could have easily married. But I had this feeling inside of me that told me I shouldn't do that.
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Byron walked onto the battle field at the Canalave City Gym, hands in the pockets of his miner's pants. It was two years since the train accident at Veilstone City; two years since he had moved most of his family to Canalave from Oreburgh because there were to many memories in Oreburgh. Too many memories of her. Byron looked around. She would have loved it here. All of the family together. He smiled, yes she really would have loved that.
His smile faded when he noticed the solitary Pokemon in the middle of the battle field. He sat with his head low to the ground, every now and then giving a low moan.
Byron felt a pang of sorrow for Suicune. The poor Pokemon had taken the news of Byron's wife's accident and disappearance very hard. Maybe even as hard as he had.
The whole family had taken it really hard. Their youngest had been 1 year when the accident had happened, the oldest 25 years. He was very thankful that the older children had pitched in to help with the younger kids because Byron knew that during that time he had been incapable of doing anything.
Most of the kids were gone now off on various journeys or in far off places trying to forget the memories.
Ring! Ring! One of the helpers at the gym ran onto the battle field panting. Byron, now alert, ran over to the poor boy, touched his shoulder and asked, "Is everything ok?"
The boy shook his head as he tried to catch his breath. Suicune came over and leaning into Byron asked, "What do you think it is?"
Byron shrugged,"No earthly idea."
