The sunset was beautiful, just like any other day in Kanto, well for some others it could be the only source to bring atleast a bit happiness and thrill for a young boy with the name Salvatore.
Sitting by the cliff looking at the amazing view of the small town, his hometown.

Pallet Town was known only because one great reason, the famous Professor Oaks' residence, and the beginning of a trainers' adventure, which means choosing a starter. Squirtle a water-type, Bulbasaur a grass-type or Charmander a fire-type.

Salvatore wasn't really close to the professor, in fact. He wasn't a great fan at all, he disliked him, a lot. He disliked all people in Pallet Town. Professor Oak, because the lies about his parents, and the Orphanage too.

Hearing the screams coming from the house nearby, causes the young black haired boy to react. Stretching his arm out to look at the suprisingly fancy, and expensive clock, which were made of gold, the teen groaned as he stood up. "Shit...they will kill me." He shouted as he began running it's way out of the forest, as quick as possible to not get punished.
Getting tired of running he finally sees the view of the house, no it was more like a prison, and they indeed treated him as a criminal. Which were a bit strange, since they treated the rest of children well. But the children also treated him bad, what did they have against him? It made him so mad, why did they hate him without a reason?

Finally reaching the door, opening it slightly just to find the guardian standing in front of him. With a scary expression, no terrifying. He Knew what that meant. He was late, now he was ready for his punishment. "Off with your shirt." The guardian, who was a female in her mid 40ies replied as she had a smirk plastered on her lips. Not much to do against her, Salvatore nodded taking off his shirt. A lot of bruises revealed on his back, it seemed that they had tortured him during his years here too. "This is your last day am I right?" The guardian asked with a smirk. Salvatore didn't like this, not at all. This would probably be worse than usual. Placing his hands against the wall, his back at her direction. The guardian picked up a metal stick and began hitting his back. Loving the scream from the child, it was like music to her ears. This has been going on for many years and have really traumatized the young boy. What felt like hours, was actually only an half hour, she finally stopped. Salvatores back full of blood, and a old wound had opened up. You could see the blood left on the stick too. "Go to bed!" The guardian spoke in anger and sent him to his dorm, all there was a bed, and a wardrobe, nothing else.

After troubling with walking to the bed, after his horrible time with that monster, because that is what she was, he finally looked at the bed, and sat down carefully, groaning in pain. "Ugh it's better without shirt." He whispered as a tear drop escaped his eye as he took off his shirt and laid down carefully on the bed. Looking up at the ceiling. He had to be strong, he couldn't fall now, he was so close. His strength was always the will he had, the power to never fall. Take the hit and keep moving forward. Now tommorrow he could finally leave this horrible place, at that thought finally a soft smile formed on his lips, not a fake smile, a Real one actually. Closing his eyes, he could finally fall asleep, pretty peacefully suprisingly, probably because the thought.

Tommorrow would a new Life start, not as the weak Salvatore, who were hit all the time. The new Salvatore who's goal is to take over Kanto like a hurricane, in storm. And after that, the world. And damn, he would give them hell, how people have treated him, like he was devil's son, then he would show them, he would show what the son of a devil could do to them, Just wait.