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"I'll show you!" an ambitious red head girl screamed at her older siblings. They were always teasing her and treating her like a subordinate. If they won't accept as equal in looks I will be their equal- no their superior- when it comes to being a trainer. With fists clenched Misty set out of the gym with no intention to ever return... Not to her siblings or to the forsaken city where they had poisoned her reputation. She pushed the pedals on her push bike as hard and quickly as she could all that yelling had really drained her energy so she knew it wouldn't be long before she would have to stop and rest.

The forest floor may not have been the most comfortable place to sleep but without a house that would have to do. Misty had managed to sneak a newspaper out of one of the stands and she began reading it. She skipped to the back and looked for a psychologist who had vacancies. Her last one had refused to help Misty after Misty had screamed at her and her sisters gossip had gotten around that she had a crush on him. Just thinking about it made Misty's face go red with rage. As if! People are stupid! There is no way I liked him like that... Maybe a little... Argh! Not that I'd actually date him! Why do people listen to my sisters anyway? As soon as Misty asked herself she knew the answer. She sighed. Of course people listen to my sisters. they're so pretty and talented and everyone loves them... everyone but me! And why should I! They obviously don't love me!

After long hours of yelling, tears and various self conversations Misty fell asleep. But she did not stay that way for long. The sun stung her eyes as if she had an allergy and it made it impossible to fall back to sleep.

Misty set out again to travel to an actual place to stay. The ground was not going to make the cut- besides she needed some more Pokémon right? To be honest Misty didn't really care about catching Pokémon at the moment because she had actually found a psychology clinic she hadn't tried yet! It couldn't hurt to try one last time... Misty wasn't convinced. If this psychologist knew the things being said about her she doubted she'd get a session (she'd probably get sent to an asylum, not a normal clinic. I'm not crazy! I mean I do talk to myself- in my head- we all do that! Don't we? I don't know! They better not send me to some psycho ward... They wouldn't dare send a child... would they...

Misty tried to cast aside her worries and fears as she pedalled towards the clinic. They have to let me in...

CLIFF HANGER! This is officially the first chapter of Misty's story... What do you guys think? Have you already figured out why Misty ends up Mafia (I kind of spoilt it in Town of Snorlax) and do you think her motivation is justified?    

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