*Y/N POV*

About some years ago... Y/N was 12 years old

Y/N: *laying on his bed relaxing* *gets up* *sigh* I really want a Pokemon.... I should go ask mom... *Goes to ask mom* Mom... Can I have a Pokemon? Mom: No... You aren't old or responsible enough... Wait till you're 14 then I might get you one... Y/N: But that's like two years away! I'm not waiting that long! So can I have one now- Mom: I said no! Wait until you turn 14 like I said! Now leave me alone... I'm not happy with you... *Goes to her room* Y/N: *sighs in sadness* aw man... *Goes back to his room and chills on his bed* it's not fair... Everyone else gets a Pokemon early but not me... I hate being young... Always having to deal with responsibilities... And school... Oh I hate school!

The next day... He went back to school...

Y/N: *finished getting ready* I'll be back mom... Mom: Ok then... Be good... Y/N: *walks out of the house and goes to walk to school* My school isn't too far away...

A few minutes later...

Y/N: *He hears cries* Who's crying? Something sounds really disturbing... *Follows the sound* *walks into a forest without noticing* *sees a tall Pokemon on the ground just sitting there... Staring at it's trainer in fear* Trainer: Why did you kill it?! It was a f*cking shiny! Perhaps the only shiny I've ever seen in my life! You're a worthless piece of sh*t! That's 5 whippings for being so stupid! And I'll make sure to let you know that I am your master! Pheromosa: *nods in agreement while crying in pain and agony* pher.... Trainer: *whips the frick out of the Pokemon* Y/N: 'what the heck do I do?! It's obviously getting whipped over a shiny! I should probably say something! It probably hasn't eaten anything!' Hey! What the hell is going on?! Why are you whipping your Pokemon?! Trainer: Because she's being a dumba**! I need to teach her somehow! Y/N: Well you don't need to be beating on your Pokemon! Just keep it in it's Pokeball! Trainer: *whips Pheromosa 4 more times* Now... Get back in your Pokeball! You're not getting fed anything this week! You go away child! Mind your own business! I teach them my way... *Sees someone recording* Delete that video... Student #1: No- Trainer: DELETE IT NOW!! Student #1: *runs off to the police station* Trainer: *grabs his shotgun and shoots at the student* *it misses* Damn it! *Shoots again* *it misses* F*ck... *After shooting and missing multiple times* *the student ran off* Ah sh*t... Now he's gonna get me caught... *Runs to the police station* Y/N: *follows*

After walking for about 10 minutes... They arrived...

Officer: Ok what seems to be the problem here... You three... Y/N: This man was beating his Pokemon.... Over a shiny... Officer: Ok sir... Send your Pokemon out... Trainer: *sends it out* Pheromosa: *gets sent out* *sees him and runs off* Pher! *Looks around to try to find a hiding place* *sees Y/N and hides behind him* 'don't hurt me! Please!' Officer: So... You got yourself an ultra beast eh? That's cool.... But why are you beating it? Trainer: It's an idiot that's why... Officer: I think that like your way too old for a Pokemon... You look like your in your 70's Trainer: Ugh... Fine.. I don't even want the Pokemon anymore anyway... One of y'all can keep her... *Leaves and throws her Pokeball on the floor* Pheromosa: *goes up to the Pokeball* *picks it up* *thinking of who she should give it to* *goes up to the student* *thinks* *goes back to the area she was at* *doesn't know* Officer: Hm... I have an idea... Come on you three...

After... They go to a room... Which reveals two kirlia...

Officer: Ok so... We are going to be playing a game... It's who can make these two come closer to that person... Without one of them feeling awkward or embarrassed... And whoever one of them goes to... Gets to keep the Pheromosa... Ok so start... Kirlia #1: *looks at Y/N* *approaches him slowly* *nervous* Y/N: *smiles at her* Kirlia #1: *thinks he's a good guy* *walks up to him* *grabs his hand* *puts it up in the air* Kir! *Spins around in joy* *does a ballet move* Y/N: I like your moves... Kirlia #1: *blushes a little* Kirlia #2: *walks a little closer to the student* Student: Yea! Come here! Yeah that's it... Please hurry up! Kirlia #2: *not phased* *instead goes up to Y/N and grabs his hand and puts it up in the air* Kirlia... Student: Aw man... Officer: Hm... It seems like they both have an interest in him... So that means th- Pheromosa: *teleports right in front of Y/N* *grabs his hand and picks him up* *put him down on his feet* Officer: Welp.. I guess she's your's now.. Y/N: Mhm... I guess so.... Officer: Oh.. and also... Could you watch these two until I find them a student that would want them?

At school... Everyone was in there first period.... When he got in everyone saw his pokemon... About 96% of the students we're jealous because he had an ultra beast... The remaining 4% didn't really care..

Y/N: *sitting at his desk* Everyone else: *staring at him in anger* Teacher: *a little jealous* Y/N... Please put your ultra beast back.. Y/N: I would... But her Pokeball broke... It's broken apart... Teacher: *sighs* whatever...

Lunch... a kid came to provoke Y/N.. because he was jealous that Y/N had an ultra beast...

Student: Hey idiot! Give me that pokemon! You don't deserve it! Y/N: What makes you think I don't deserve it eh? Student: Because! You just don't need it... Now give it here... I would've treated it better! Pheromosa: 'hmm.. I don't think so kid' *uses a random move on the kid which makes him not be able to talk* Student: M.. mhgh! Mhdgjmgt! Mhugtgbunh! MBHJUGYUHUG! Y/N: What's that? I can't understand muffled.. *they both laugh*

After school... Y/N was going home...

Y/N: Ok you three... I don't know what my mom will say... But I just know she might be mad at me it's because I'm only supposed to have a Pokemon until I'm 14... She might be mad I don't know... *They go to the front door and knock* Mom: about time... *Opens the door to reveal her son and 3 pokemon* Pheromosa: *waves*

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