Ah, it was good to be back in Twinleaf Town! Considering how long it's been since he left on his journey with nothing but 5 Poke' Balls and a newly-hatched Dratini (A family Pokemon. His ancestors once had a beautiful Dragonite, the first of its' kind, considering that at the time, noone knew a small snake such as Dratini could ever become such a beast, and since then, The first Dragonite was bred to produce his family's very sentimental Dratinis, each one evolved fully, bred, and passed down from generation to generation), Mark has changed considerably. Reflecting from his confident, yet shy and hidden personality,are his well trained Dragon Pokemon. Mark had always been a fan, considering that dragons are-in a sense- in his blood.
His runt of a Dratini has now become a vibrant, headstrong Dragonite, almost glowing with majesty. Throughout Mark's adventure, even through the driest deserts or the coldest blizzards, his faithful companion has never entered a Poke Ball, which shocks citizens when they enter a town. They always had had a mental image of Dragonite being a monstrous entity, when he is merely 3 feet taller than a human. But still, Dragonite is not in the list of Pokemon normally seen outside the comfort of a Poke Ball. But it does not trouble Mark, for he knows that their opinions mean nothing and do nothing to change the fact that his Dragonite is special among all the others. Mark has developed a bond with his dragons that enables to somewhat read what his Pokemon are saying, able to tell their emotions and understand them. His Pokemon also understand his language, but oddly, not other peoples'.
Presently, Mark and Dragonite (who is often nicknamed Dragoon), have returned home to Twinleaf Town, where things will suddenly change, in the time frame of one Pokemon battle...
Mark has gone into the forest with his Pokemon on the outskirts of the town. He comes across his old childhood sanctuary: an arena made by Mother Earth. A depression in the ground has created a huge, rock-like flat bed, surrounded by protruding monoliths and tall trees. Mark has never had an actual battle here, but it is a great place to let Dragoon stretch his wings.
But little does he know that a battle will soon take place on this hidden colloseum. He senses someone coming, but ignores it as a just merely a passerby as he adjusts his black leather jacket, lays his modern-day cowboy hat on his eyes, and rests.....
His runt of a Dratini has now become a vibrant, headstrong Dragonite, almost glowing with majesty. Throughout Mark's adventure, even through the driest deserts or the coldest blizzards, his faithful companion has never entered a Poke Ball, which shocks citizens when they enter a town. They always had had a mental image of Dragonite being a monstrous entity, when he is merely 3 feet taller than a human. But still, Dragonite is not in the list of Pokemon normally seen outside the comfort of a Poke Ball. But it does not trouble Mark, for he knows that their opinions mean nothing and do nothing to change the fact that his Dragonite is special among all the others. Mark has developed a bond with his dragons that enables to somewhat read what his Pokemon are saying, able to tell their emotions and understand them. His Pokemon also understand his language, but oddly, not other peoples'.
Presently, Mark and Dragonite (who is often nicknamed Dragoon), have returned home to Twinleaf Town, where things will suddenly change, in the time frame of one Pokemon battle...
Mark has gone into the forest with his Pokemon on the outskirts of the town. He comes across his old childhood sanctuary: an arena made by Mother Earth. A depression in the ground has created a huge, rock-like flat bed, surrounded by protruding monoliths and tall trees. Mark has never had an actual battle here, but it is a great place to let Dragoon stretch his wings.
But little does he know that a battle will soon take place on this hidden colloseum. He senses someone coming, but ignores it as a just merely a passerby as he adjusts his black leather jacket, lays his modern-day cowboy hat on his eyes, and rests.....