I was only a little kid. Always happy; always smiling. I had a family, and Pokemon to play with when I was alone. I didn't have any friends, but that was fine. I found all the entertainment I needed in just one house. I was happy...

I lived in Viridian City, Kanto, with my father, mother, and their Pokemon. Mother had bright, blue eyes and long red hair, to her lower back I'd guess. She was always optimistic, and was always there for me. Unlike father, she stayed home most of the time. She used to be a trainer that traveled around Kanto, but she stopped when she met father and just relaxed from then on. 

I would always play with Sneasel, my mother's Pokemon. Sneasel and I could just get along more than any of her other Pokemon. We'd play games, sneak around the house, and listen in on conversations...

I would hear father talking to mother. 

"He'll make a perfect leader for Team Rocket."  He would tell her. 

"He'll be strong and powerful." He'd say with pride. 

"He'll be happy." He was convinced. He believed that power and strength would make me happy.

Father would always ask me, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" 

I would joyfully reply in my childish voice, "Team Rocket's leader!" with a giggle. Father knew...no, he thought, that my innocent smiles and giggles would turn into sneers and evil laughter. He wanted to train me to be a great Rocket. He wanted me to rise through the ranks of being a Rocket, doing everything perfectly. Running Team Rocket perfectly. But it never happened. 

I am the heir to Team Rocket. 

I was only 2 years old. Father went out (probably doing some Rocket business), leaving mother to watch me. Sneasel and I were playing, and mother was reading the paper. I saw on the cover the missing reports of other children, but I was practically a baby; as if I'd actually know what 'kidnapping' and 'missing' meant. I, like any other kid, ignored it and ran around playing. 

It got dark out, and it was my bedtime. Mother carried to my room, with Sneasel following behind. She put me in my crib and tucked me in.

"Good night, Silver..." She whispered and walked out. Sneasel always stayed in my room with me so he curled up on his little bed and started falling asleep as well. 

I comforably positioned myself; blankets around me like a cocoon, but arms free to hug my Nidoking doll. I held my favorite rag in my right hand, the one with my name stitched on it.

...

Flap, flap...tap. 

I could hear something outside, but I ignored it. I had Sneasel here to protect me, and mother was downstairs. 

Tap...Tap, tap, tap.

Something was beating on my window. Sneasel's ears perked up, and stood protectively around the crib. 

Tap, tap, tap!  ...Crack!

The wall besides me was instantly destroyed, revealing the creature causing all of the racket. It was a large, orange bird, with wings of white and green. Its red eyes pierced right through me. 

I was terrified. And what did I do? I did what any other 2 year old would do; scream and cry for their mom. 

The large bird, Ho-oh, reached its head in and picked me up by the back of my shirt. I continued to scream and cry, thrashing around hoping the legendary would release me. 

Mother ran in, with a Pokeball in hand. She was in shock, and threw the Pokeball to let out her Pokemon. She let out a cat Pokemon; Meowth. 

"Meowth, flash!" The coin on the cat-like Pokemon's head flashed, blinding Ho-oh for a moment. Ho-oh glared, putting me down on the cold grass outside. I was frozen in fear, and couldn't make it back into the house. Sneasel tried to slash it across the face, only to be smacked down to the ground. I sniffled, crawling over to Sneasel and hugged the fainted Pokemon close. Tears flowing down my cheeks, I watched the rest of the fight in fear. 

Meowth had no chance against Ho-oh. With a simple fire spin, it fainted, just like Sneasel. Ho-oh glared at mother, picking her up with its beak. Before she could grab another Pokeball from her pocket, the legendary bird threw her to the ground, and attacked with flamethrower. I was forced to watch this beast kill my mother...I held Sneasel closer to me and cried. I wanted nothing more than a warm embrace.

Ho-oh picked me up again, ignoring the fact that I was still holding my ice-type. With the flap of its wings, we took off. 

I couldn't tell where we were going. All I wanted was my mother or father to hold me close, telling me everything would be ok. That it was only a bad dream. Then we'd just sit there, comforting each other, telling me everything would get better...

Ho-oh landed, placing me down gently. I looked around in fear. 6 people surrounded me, all covered with white masks. I couldn't see through their masks, or see their emotions, scaring me even more. The one in the middle walked up to me, holding an identical mask. I scooted back in fear, but that did nothing. He stuck the ice cold mask to my face. I clutched the edges of the mask, trying to get it off, but it wouldn't. 

One of the other kids ran up to me, holding me close. She wore a simple black dress and matching black shoes, with long brown hair. I couldn't tell the color of her eyes through her mask though. But when she held me, I could tell she was caring and protective. I gripped onto her as a reflex; her hold reminded me of mother...

"I expect great things from you..." My captor said. 

I am one of the Masked Children. 

I lived in an icy cold environment for years, and went all that time without seeing others emotions. I forgot how to smile, to laugh, to love... Something inside always ached for the affection I was so used to. I missed mother and father. But...

I didn't remember them.

I struggled to remember their faces, where we lived, how they treated me, but I just couldn't. I forgot all about Team Rocket. I was just so scared being trapped that everything just escaped my memory...

We were trained special battling skills, and learned to never show any mercy. I was taught to be more acrobatic and sneaky. The Masked Man wanted us to be the perfect slaves for him; for his evil deeds. 

Whenever I refused or messed something up, however, I was beaten. Not severly though; he didn't want us to take too much time off training to heal. Now I hate being touched; I was so used to being hit that now everytime someone touches me, even the slightest, I flinch. I always remembered each time I was hurt.

It was cold, so I was bundled up all the time. Long, black jacket, jeans, boots, gloves...I even refused to get my hair cut so it could keep my neck warmer. Even after I got away from the Masked Man, I was used to my usual clothing. Even in the summer I refused to change. Gold and my other friends always wondered about that, and tried to convince me to change, but I refused. Gold even tried one time to...nevermind. 

Anyways, while I was forced to stay with the Masked Man and the other Masked Children, there was one thing, one person, that made me remember what happiness felt like. Blue; the one who hugged me when I first arrived. She was the only one there that made sure I wasn't scared, that I wasn't hurt, and cared for me. Everytime I was scared, I'd hug her and cry. She'd gently hold me and tell me that one day, we'd leave that prison. 

And we did. 

A few years later, we managed to escape. It wasn't easy, considering we had to wait for a moonless night; when the Masked Man was at his weakest point. The hallways were like mazes, and we had to get out before one of the other Masked Children found us.

Blue insisted we go to the Masked Man's room though. She didn't exactly tell me why, so I was a little hesitant to the idea. Blue must have known something I didn't since she took a couple of feathers; the rainbow wing and the silver wing, which became very important years later.  

We made it outside, but we were still within the gates. Before we left though, we attempted to take our masks off. I gripped onto her mask while she gripped onto mine, and we both pulled with as much strength a couple of toddlers could have. Finally, our masks came off with a pop, both of us falling backwards. I sat up and touched my face; I couldn't believe it finally came off (and now I could scratch my face if I needed to; that mask just got in the way). 

"Aw! So that's how you look!" Blue smiled, placing her hand on my cheek. Honestly, I didn't even know how I looked. She had a bright smile though, along with bright eyes. How could someone after all these years still smile? I tried to, but I couldn't. I kept my mouth straight after twitching to attempt to smile. 

"We can help each other out for a while, to help find our homes, ok?" She said, standing up and holding a hand out for me. I hesitated, but held her hand and she pulled me up.

We stayed by each others side for years, with no luck. Eventually she left to Kanto, while I stayed in Johto. I found a couple of abandoned buildings when I was traveling, so I used them as a home when I needed it. 

That continued for years, but when I was 11, I met Lance, the dragon master, and agreed to help him with various missions. I was hoping, that with his abilities, that he'd be able to read Sneasel's memories to help find my parents. 

My first mission was to steal a Totodile from Professor Elm in New Bark Town, and a Pokedex from Professor Oak. I simply snuck in their labs and got them, but when I stole Totodile, I ran into Gold on the way out. I had the police out for me and had Gold chased me across the region since then. But they didn't understand. They didn't understand why I did what I did; I wanted revenge against the Masked Man. With help from Gold, Crystal, Blue, Green, Red, and Yelllow, we managed to take him down. And I actually made friends who liked me for who I am...

I am one of the DexHolders. 

Team Rocket? Yeah, I've stopped them a few times. I hated them; they stole Pokemon from their loving trainers...Like how I was stolen from my loving family... Being used for evil; I knew the feeling. They're a stubborn group filled with morons...

I really got into a mess in Viridian. I felt like something there would lead me to my family. It was just a gut feeling... But I ran into Yellow there, and insisted to help me find any clues. 

"Maybe I can read Sneasel's thoughts! He's gotta remember something!" She suggested. 

I doubted she would even find anything, but I let her try anyways. She bent down to Sneasel's height and put a hand on his head. After a short silence, she gasped, grabbing her sketch book to draw what she saw. Honestly, I was surprised she found anything. Maybe from being in Viridian triggered some memories?

She darted into the Viridian City gym, staring at an old statue that Green didn't take out yet. "Why would Sneasel think of him? Where have you seen him!?" She shouted, shaking Sneasel's shoulders. Sneasel just had wide eyes, staring at the blonde like she grew another head. 

"You know him, don't you?" I asked calmly. 

She gulped, looking rather nervous. "He's Giovanni, the last gym leader that was here before Green, and the leader of Team Rocket..."  

I opened my mouth to speak, but Yellow seemed to have a sudden change in attitude. She turned and ran out of the gym, claiming that the trees were sensing danger. Whatever that meant...

An aircraft flew in above us, causing the trees to shake and leaves to fly. We could tell from down here that it was Team Rocket. Two people, Orm and Sird, came down claiming they were here to pick me up. I didn't hesitate to refuse to go with them. I sent out Gyarados and ordered an attack, but they quickly deflected it. I demanded that they tell Giovanni to get down here now, but that only resulted in a battle; double battle. 

We were winning, pretty easily too. The spores that Orm's Jumpluff scattered slowed us down, but Yellow managed to get her Omastar to use blizzard and get rid of the spores and Jumpluff. 

They had a device similar to a Pokedex, but they said that it could check the levels of Pokemon. Turns out Yellow had pretty low leveled Pokemon, and they got cocky.

"This forest has been the stage of too many violent battles," Yellow said in a low voice, looking down. "Please leave this forest alone!" She shouted. 

Beep...beep, beep, beep, beep!

The Pokedex look-a-like produced various beeping sounds. "This isn't good! The Pokemon's levels are increasing!" Orm said. "We won't be able to win this battle!"

"Then let's just get what we came here for." Sird said. Then they told me the truth; how I was related to Giovanni. They told me I was related to him by blood; in other words, he's my father. 

I felt anger boil up inside me. There was no way I was related to that monster! "You're lying! Tell me how I'm really related to him!!" 

I let my guard down, and her Sableye was able to sneak in close. I could hear Yellow yell, "Don't look into its eyes!" but it was too late. Darkness consumed me, and I fell back; knocked out. 

I am the son of Giovanni. 

After I woke up, I found that I was in Team Rocket's airship. I stretched a bit, feeling a few of my bones crack. How long was I here?

I looked around to take in my surroundings. Just a room with metal walls and a metal floor. I looked down at my clothing, seeing that I wasn't wearing my normal black jacket. I wore a robe with some shoulder plates, and a long cape. There was a belt wrapped around my waist with a red 'R' on it. I gasped and pressed my back against the wall, as if I could just leave this behind me. But I can't! I just found out my father was in charge of the evil organization, and the one I've hated for so many years! I'm involved with Team Rocket no matter what. Hell, they had this outfit made for me! They planned for me to join...they planned for me to someday lead Team Rocket... I was born to take over Team Rocket; I was born for evil...All I wanted was to find the light in my heart, but now I guess I'll never find a way out of the darkness I was forced to stay in. 

I am the Prince of Darkness. 

I was just stuck in this seemingly never ending cycle of unconsciousness and consciousness. But for once last time, I opened my eyes and took in what was around me. I was outside, but all around was a raging fire. I was in the arms of a Rhydon, with my father passed out. The Pokemon put us down on safe grounds, and I met up with Blue and Green. 

They asked why I was with Giovanni. I forced a small chuckle. "This is my father." They stood in shock. "Go ahead and laugh! The man who leads the most evil organization in the world is my father! You shouldn't have saved him; he deserved to die. I will never acknowledge this man as my father."

"So you're not proud of your family?" I looked over to Green. He continued on saying how he felt the same way once; he was once only known as 'Professor Oak's grandson', and nothing more. When he did something great, it was because of his family. "So you should be proud of what you've done! And besides, look at your wounds, and look at his! He protected you!" I looked down at myself; clothing barely ripped, no major injuries, and no burns. 

That's when I broke. I fell to my knees besides...besides my father...and cried. He's spent years searching for me, and never gave up...even when things seemed hopeless. I should be proud of him...he still cares about me, and he practially saved my life. And I resented him, only judging him because of Team Rocket. My tears continued to pour down my cheeks, dripping down to the dry soil beneath us. "Fa...Father..." I stuttered. 

I lifted my head after a little while...after the tears stopped falling, and saw Blue and Green run towards the main part of the city. The airship I was on earlier was about to crash, with a trail of smoke behind it. I released my Usaring, ordering it to take father somewhere safe. It nodded, picking up my unconscious father and running off. I had to help the others stop the airship; its what a Dexholder would do, correct? 

Once I got there, and released all my water Pokemon; Kingdra, Feraligatr, and Gyarados, and had them help Green and Blue's Pokemon. We were hoping that if we used enough water power, the airship would crash land without much more damage. 

Which was a success; Red and his Pokemon exited safely, and no one got serious injuries. It was quite relieving; knowing that things have gotten better. It was only another bump in the road. 

It wasn't over yet though; Sird came out, covered in serious injuries. Of course she wanted Deoxys back after Red set it free, and attempted to get it back. She used a device of some kind, and shot off a beam towards Deoxys who was already flying off in the skies. We all darted towards her immediately in an attempt to stop her. 

Dexoys did get away, and we were able to save it, but for a great price. I looked down at myself as I began turning into a dull, gray color. I couldn't move. It continued to crawl up my body until it consumed me completely, and I faded into darkness. 

I am trapped.

I was still conscious, but it was like my eyes were closed. No...it was like I was standing in pure darkness. It was pitch black, and no sign of any sort of light at all. Honestly, I was a little scared. What if we, me and the Kanto dexholders, never get out? Will we eventually die like this...? 

I could hear someone in the darkness though. A group of people, but one stuck out more than the others. "I gotta rescue my buddy, Silver, from petrification!" Gold was out there to save us... If Gold was there that means Crystal was there too, right? 

I felt something on my wrist. I couldn't see what it was, but I felt that it had a strong power with it. I concentrated on it though, betting that it was something good. But after a short time it went away. 

It seemed like forever, but I finally felt it; I was being released from this trap. Light slowly appeared, the darkness falling. We were all released from our stone prison. 

We were too busy with our small reunion to notice the new danger we faced. There was a man wearing full body armor, with a sword in hand. 

"It doesn't matter how many Pokedex holders there are! I will win!" 

A huge body of water seemed to rise outside, taking the shape of a Pokemon. Water flooded the whole floor, knocking us all off our feet and carrying us a few feet away. After the water drained out, and after we coughed all the water out of our lungs, we began fighting back. 

"Silver, wear this!" Gold said in the middle of the battle, putting a gold bangle on my wrist. I felt the familiar power from before. "It contains the move Hydro Cannon, for Feraligatr to learn." 

"Alright..." I said, but the bangle already came off, meaning Feraligatr has successfully learned the attack. It must have been from earlier when I concentrated on that power I felt. 

Everything after that, the world ended up knowing about anyways. So I suppose I don't have to get into much detail? It made news everywhere... Ah, well, I'll tell you anyways. 

We stopped Archie, the leader of Team Aqua, from using his Kyogre that Jirachi made to flood the region. It took quite a bit of work, having to lure Kyogre out, and blasting it with all of the ultimate attacks; Hydro Cannon, Blast Burn, and Frenzy Plant. But that didn't work, and Red's Pika, Yellow's Chuchu, and Gold's Pichu had to attack with their ultimate attack; Volt tackle. And we won. 

As usual though, that wasn't the end. Archie still tried to attack, which was hopeless. Trying to get his armor back, he ended up vanishing along with the sword and armor. Where he went? Who knows...

I helped save the world. 

After all the chaos in Hoenn, things were pretty peaceful and relaxing. But I didn't want to relax. Father was missing, and I didn't know where he went. I wanted to find Usaring; if I find father, I'll find Usaring. Like hitting two Pidgey with one stone. Maybe get this whole Team Rocket thing straightened out; does he want me to run Team Rocket when he retires or what? If not, then I can finally be with my family how I wanted for years. I just wanna find father, my Pokemon, stop Team Rocket for good, and live in the light. But for now, I'm still alone, and still living in darkness, like the dark prince I am. But...that's just who I am. 

I am Silver....