Chromius was in the library as he was a good reader, surprisingly, he was searching for a book about different types of pokemon just to review on how to use his power at the highest potential.
"I can't get anywhere near, Fire, Water, or ice types, I'll get destroyed." He said as he continued looking for books.
"Dark types, hmm, I'll have to think about attacking Darin if I have to." He said to himself.
"He's a fire Dark type so I might have some trouble." As he said that he heard faint footsteps and he didn't suspect much at first as he thought it was just the principal or some other staff member.
After a while he went outside to try to calm his mind. He went outside and looked towards the forest.
"To think, I was just living in a cave, but why was I invited here of all places?" He asked himself.
"Flame is outgoing, always seeing the good in things, Cole is a strong guy, always wanting to punch something, Nathan is laid back and controlled, a good ally, Kuro is the best person I've ever met ever since I left home after mom died." He said as he picked up a rock.
"It's too bad, great things happen to good people, but all I get is hatred and despair." He said as he stood up and threw the rock far enough away to land near his old cave.
"Damn it!" He yelled.
"Why did she die! She could've been here! But I was too weak! Too weak to kill him!" He said as a tear dropped down his face and he fell back down.
"Too weak."