Alastor Mackey

Name: Alastor Mackey
Nickname: Allie
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Rank: Trainer
Birthplace: Unova, Nuvema Town
Battle Style: Never underestmiates an appointment no matter the size or strange. Battles With Caution.
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Personality:Alastor has an attitude of his own and a personality all its own. He is the type of guy to tell you straight how it is, instead of beating around the bush. He has his ups and downs depending on how good-a-day the day before was. He never is really in a bad mood, because he has managed to find a way on how to turn everything into something joyful. Even the most miserable moments is like solving the mathematic equation a+bx=y2. To him everything seems simpler.

Now he isn’t conceited person. People who are cocky, stuck-up and instigators don't even have the right to look him in the iris. He hates random everyday drama, but loves it when his friends ask him for advice. He knows how to be chill and laid back, but even the most dormant personas can turn out to be grotesque realities. Fortunately for Alastor, he hasn't quite figured that out yet. Let us just hope he can handle the freit train thats about to hit him.
History: As a child the words, goals and dreams never crossed Alastor's mind. He never really knew what he would call a goal or dream. He would always just wonder to himself as he stared out on the veranda of his house looking at the blue honey in which he had come to call the ocean. His dad never made it home in time for dinner, and his mom was always seeing the doctor for daily checkups. She had been sick for a while and Alastor always feared the worst. What if mom doesn't make it for my birthday? What if she doesn't make it to your birthday? What if she doesn't make it to her birthday? What if she doesn't make it at all?

He would always worry himself to tears whenever no one was around. He would go to a giant willow tree that was a few miles away from filisiyo village to cry him to sleep. The reason I go to the willow tree... he would say, is because it feels the same pain I am feeling. It is always drooping down by its side with its head held low to ground. It is the only one who understands me and my needs.

Each day, day-in and day-out, his mom's illness will get worse and then more worse. it started off as a pitiful cough then grew into the cough of a rifle. At the time Alastor was fifteen and his birthday was tomorrow. He went to the willow tree again to cry himself asleep. The reason why he loves that tree so much is because he and his mom use to go there all of the time when he was little. No one else knows about that tree or is allowed there without Alastors say so, plus no one can find the tree because of how far and hard it is to find. When Alastor began his commute to visit his mom in the hospital, he never knew that this would be his and her last.

Walking into the hospital room he saw his dad and two doctors around his mother as she lay in the bed body covered from neck-to-toe. Her faces so peaceful and stressed. Eyes closed and mouth in the shape of a smile. Alastor walked to her brushing past his father and the doctors. Falling to his knees he cried in his mother's bosom, letting it all out. Every doubt, every regret, every lie, he diminished it all that day. He vowed to be a better person for not only his mother, but for himself.

The day of his birthday party. All of his friends came out to support him. Friends from local villages and towns and also some friends from local regions as well all wanted to help their friend out. It was time for the presents and one-by-one the presents were opened and the wrappers discarded of. He received a Transciever for easier communication and a friend ship head band that was a rusty red color. He also was given two special black dragon tooth hair clips and last but not least, his father gave him a pokeball. He said it was from his mother. When Alastor held the pokeball he could feel the warmth of the pokemon inside it just waiting to come out. He pressed the button and out came a pawniard. pawniard was one of Alastors favorite pokemon, and now he could say he owned one. He thanked everyone for such a wonderful time. He thanked his dad, and last but not least he thanked his mom, for wherever she maybe, he knows she will forever be watching over her little boy, her little Alastor.
Badges:
Items: 5 Poke Balls
Money: $6,200

Pokémon

Pokémon: Pawniard
Nickname: -
Gender: Male
Level: 12
Moves: Scratch, Leer, Fury Cutter, Psycho Cut(Egg Move)
Ability: Inner Focus
Personality: Loyal, Kind, Friendly And Stern
Exp: 0

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