Dreams of becoming a Pokemon trainer were inevitable. Moon lived next to Professor Oak, both her parents were once trainers, and the two older boys that lived in town just became consecutive Pokemon League Champions after three years of traveling.

Moon was playing outside with Meowth when the two boys returned. The news had traveled quickly and they came back home to celebrate with the town. She yelled congratulations as she ran up to her pseudo-older brothers with arms open wide.

Red lifted and spun her around once before putting her back down as Blue leaned down to reach her height.

"Do you want to know something Moon?" Blue said while poking her softly on the forehead.

Moon nodded eagerly.

"In ten years you'll get to have your own Pokemon, and maybe, just maybe, you'll become the next champion after us." He smiled and Red patted your head as if saying the same thing.

They bid Moon goodbye as she watched them walk away just barely hearing Blue bitterly say he wished he could've been champion for more than 10 minutes.

As she continued to get older everyone would tell her their stories. They would fill her head with tales of who they battled, who they saved, what Pokemon they loved and those they lost, and she knew that one day she would have her own story to tell too.

But Moon didn't want a story like theirs. Almost every person ended at the last gym, if they even got that far. Not many would face the Elite Four, let alone the Champion and Moon knew what her dream was.

She took what Blue and Red said that day to heart. She realized she wanted more than just a story. She didn't want an ending. She wanted a journey that lasted: She wanted to become a Champion.