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think anything of the muggings and the crimes. Years passed normally, he progressed in his fighting skills, winning semi pro competitions in emphatic fashion, refusing to give up even when knocked down and nearly knocked out, gaining him the nickname Phoneix, when he is nearly out for the count he seems to get a new breath of life and destroys his opponents. After his first semi pro competition that he won, his parents rewarded him with a pokemon egg, it became his responsibility and was in charge of making sure it was looked after properly.  He was getting more and more out of hand though the more time he spent with the gang, becoming increasingly violent and secluded from his parents who were becoming increasingly worried and confronted him about it, where he told them about the gang and what had been happening and they were about to go to the police when, in an attempt to save himself from going to jail he assaulted his parents, leaving them bleeding and unconscious in the house before fleeing his home. He regretted what he had done but he knew it had to be done; he had packed his pokemon egg into his rucksack and fled the village and migrated to Miata city, living in the slums, as he reached the city his egg hatched