My Pokemon Story: The Story of Milo Part 3

"Um Milo,Milo, Are you awake." Caeser asked. What um, yeah Caeser, Yah I'm awake. "Now can you please tell your story." Caeser asked politely. "Um, I guess" I said reluctantly. So there I was, a baby sandshrew. Back then I didn't know the sadness the world had in store. "What do you mean" Caeser asked. I'll get to that later. Anyway, fast forward a couple years, I'm ready for battle. My trainer caught many Pokemon, but then here comes the sad part. He found a shiny sandshrew. "Were you friends,"asked Caeser. No, No not at all. "What happened then?" Caeser asked anxiously. HE CAST ME OUT. I was filled with rage. Conner ran to see what was happening. I tried to hold in my anger, my rage, but it all came out in a fully powered magnitude. Conner got knocked away. "AAAHH CAESER!!!" Conner screamed. Since the move was super effective on Caeser, he collapsed. I fell to my knees. "What have I done?" I thought to myself. I remembered what my trainer did to me. He cast me away. Dropped me off at that horrible alley. He thought I would wander into the nearby dump, where the houndoom lived. I thought about what it would be like if Conner did that to me. Conner stared at me and said, "You and I are gonna have a talk later". I stood there shocked. He was the trainer. He was MY trainer. The one who would help me through this. I cried and hugged Conner. Thank you, I cried, thank you. He hugged be back. Then he said "Follow me, we're saving Caeser".