At first, Cynn had taken his frustration out Pokey. But after a while, he grew to love the little guy. Ah well, Cynn thought. There's no use dwelling on the past. His parents had finally relented, and for his fifteenth birthday, he would get to go to the professor's lab and choose a starter pokemon. Cynn cringed as he watched footage of the attack. The poor voltorb… He changed to the next channel. On that channel, a message was being played: He switched the channel again. On this one, some conspiracy theory nut was ranting: