Renko Akiwa (needs work but this is just a quick type up)

Name: Renko Akiwa
Nickname: Renk
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Rank: Rookie Trainer
Birthplace: Kanto, Lavender Town
Battle Style: Ghost,Poison and Dark type power house
Looks: Renko stood at about 5 ft. 11 inches. He wore grey jacket with a black skull on the front over the top of a black t-shirt with white strips going horizontally across but it was only visible from the chest up in a V shape. He had blond slightly long messy hair and weighed about 179 pounds. on his legs he had long black trousers and was wearing black boots, His look was gothic, but also stylish. His eye's were a shade of pale blue, his ice cold stare was said to be able to pierce the soul of the weak. One glance would send chills running down the spine's of his opponents.

Personality: first, Renko seems harsh. He pushes him and his pokemon to the up-most limits. He believe's weak pokemon are worthless and disregards them completely. In Renko's views the weak should not be spared but destroyed. Renko how ever, loves power, his thirst for it drives him forwards helping him reach his goals and conquer things no one ever thought possible.

History: Renko had a tough upbringing, Always watching his mum and dad argue, His dad always used to beat his mother. One day around his six birthday, his dad came home. Once again, his parents began to bicker. Renko could no longer hold in the pain he had seen his mother be put through and lept up from the chair he sat on. Upon doing this, his father once again hit his mother, Renk, now raged with furry ran from the house. His small but comfortable dwelling, was situated right next to the abandoned radio tower in the city of lavender. For as long as he could remember people had brought dead pokemon hear to lay them to rest. The small boy fled from the door step of his house, and set eyes upon the tower. Hoping to hide from the arguing and fighting he began to enter the first floor of the building. Small cracks had appeared across the sealing, and plaster hung from the walls, exposing lengths of electrical wire. Renks eye's scanned the room, it looked a bit unsafe, but not tinking he head for the stairs on his right.

Renko had now reached the second floor of the tower, small tomb stones laid scattered on the floor. He took a step forwards, a small creaking noise could be herd as he crept forwards a little more, Each time his foot left a floor board. As he reached half way into the room, one of the floorboard gave way, snapping beneath his weight. Renko, being small at the time slipped, falling into the hole were the floorboard had once been. His hands clasp the side of the structure as he struggled to pull him self up. after twenty seconds of struggling, Renk decided it was time to give up. Preparing to let go, and perhaps fall to his death, he spotted something a strange purple glow began to glide towards him. A few moments later he was clasped in the now purple fog that had surrounded him, he let out a small whimper as the gas consumed him knocking him out completely.

Renko awoke a few hours later, he sat up more alert then he had ever been in his life. He shifted his eye's side to side, he browsed the room he had awoken in. He recognised the place as the basement of the radio tower. He gave a quick yawn, and blinked. His memory clicked, the purple glow followed bye the fog re-appeared in his memory, He looked around to see if anything familiar was in the room with him. Renko gasped, just floating above him was a small spectre like pokemon, he had seen ones like it before, but this was different. Were as the ghost pokemon he had seen had a slight purple haze surrounding them, the fog on this one shone a Ominous blue colour. His memory clicked, he remembered the pokemon as a gastly, some of the young trainers of the town had them. Small powerful pokemon. He approached the pokemon, his gazed fixed upon it. Entering the shrouded haze the it produced, he reached out. His fingers slipped through the pokemon as he attempted to touch it. The swirling mist's once again, clouded around his brain. He could feel him self slipping out of consciousness, as he did so he heard the pokemon speak. "I have chosen you..." it whispered in a eerie voice.

Badges:
Items: 5 pokeballs
Money: $15,000

Pokémon

Pokémon: Gastly
Nickname: Haze
Gender: Male
Level: 12
Moves: Lick, Night shade, Hypnosis, Dream eater.
Ability: Levitate - Ground moves will not work on this pokemon.
Personality: Lonely
Exp: 0

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