Pov of Green.

I was walking down the roads of Cerulean, it was midnight, I was expecting someone.

"Green!" Silver, my younger brother, yelled.

"Finally you are here, also quiet down, its the night." I responded, we both converted into a hug.

"Green, when you texted me on the Porygon Phone, I was so surprised, I thought you were dead!" Silver said, not budging from the hug.

"The best trainer in the world and dead don't go together." I responded.

"2nd!" Silver told me.

My brother always admired his father and my step father, Giovanni, that smirking hypocritical loser, even though Giovanni was evil and rude to Silver, Silver admired his battling skills, Rhydon tackling the strong trainers, crushing their pokemon, Cloyster letting out evil and power filled Ice Beams, Giovanni saw pokemon as tools, his pokemon knew that, they were as evil as Giovanni. I hated Pokemon battles, I felt they were an immature waste of time and your pokemons energy.

I pulled away from the long lasting hug, Silver handed me something, a Pokedex and a pokeball for a Meowth, he walked off, we waved goodbye.

Team Rocket flashlights lit me up.

"We found the runaway!" one of them yelled.