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"I don’t even understand why you would even use a puny pikachu.” A young teenager holds a small yellow mouse in his arms, tightening his grip as he comforts his injured Pokémon. Standing above him is a taller trainer with a primeape beside him. The location is a small field near the outskirts of Saffron City and it’s an hour past noon. The boy stands up and pays his rival to compensate for the battle, having lost it. He then begins to walk away, with his pikachu still in his arms. “Kid, I suggest you evolve him. At least as a Raichu he won’t look so puny. Heck, he’ll actually stand a chance against

“What are you doing Luke!?” A tall slender woman in her early twenties asked. “It’s a going out of business party, I’m done!” A young man, possibly in his late twenties, was throwing boxes everywhere as well as crushing everything in his path like a wild Rhyhorn. The woman ran towards him and held her hand to him. “Look at me Luke, It’s not over. So what if you just found out that everything you sold all this time was contraband? I know that sounds stupid but-” The man, Lucas, looked at her with blind rage, “Are you serious! I just found out that for almost ten years now I’