`` A Man Chooses , A Pokemon Obeys ''

I did n't want to... I really did n't want to, but I had to. 
 
 We had met when I was only a Nidoran, years ago. He treated me well at first, but slowly his power for hunger intensified until even the slightest mistake was cause for punishment. 
 
 The other pokemon were all male. They thought it was great. Machamp was the worst of them; he thought it was great to beat upon those that stood in the master's way. The other's soon followed. I never agreed, but I kept my mouth shut and did what was asked. 
 
 Eventually the master was started leading his own team of criminals, him the leader. The team grew unhindered for a long time, until a young boy only known as Red started to make appearances more and more often. I never got to see him, at least not until the very end. 
 
 Red was taking on the Team slowly, making the master angry every time he thwarted a plan. Increasing, the battles and training became more harsh, until even Machamp was scared of the master. He became abusive. He pushed us much too hard. 
 
 Then came the day when the young boy came into the gym. The master saw it as the final confrontation. All or nothing. I was scared, but I could n't let on. 
 
 One by one my predecessors fell. I was left to face the boy's Pikachu. The command came out, clear as a bell: `` Nidoqueen! Use Body Slam!'' 
 
 I really did n't want to anymore. 
 
 I did n't want to be a part of the master's oppressive behavior. I did n't want to hurt innocent people. I did n't want to be a part of an organization that steals, cheats, and kills so easily. 
 
 All I could think about, while hurdling through the air that one last time, was how I wanted nothing more than for my foe to win. To beat me. And all I could think about was how none of this was my decision, yet it was my burden, because after all: A man chooses; a pokemon obeys.
