As the arrogant trainer kicked aside his Litwick, he said,"Useless!" He threw its pokéball on the ground and crushed it. "Don't come near me! You are hopeless in a battle." The Litwick still would not give up, and crawled towards its former trainer. The trainer picked it up and threw it at a tree, where it fainted. As he continued walking, the trainer felt tired and he spotted an old house, which was in perfect condition. He walked inside after kicking the door open, scaring a bunch of Gastlies. He saw many ghost-type Pokémon, including Duskulls, Shuppets, and a rare sight of a Spiritomb. As the trainer lay down on the broken bed, he suddenly felt hot and cold at the same time. He turned to the edge of the bed, and saw the culprit. The trainer's vengeful Litwick was sucking his life force from him. He was so tired, he closed his eyes, and never opened them again. His last words were,"Don't abuse...... your Pokémon......" as he drifted off to eternal sleep.
