It was a long time ago, we were in a tournament, a league tournament. I made it through a couple of rounds and got to participate in the main stadium, but that's when things got weird. A man named Marcus was enrolled, and wanted to kill me and a girl he kept referring to as a 'little birdy', so we began to run. Marcus followed us, his rifle trained on us and ready to kill. The girl then suddenly grew wings out of her back and actually managed to fly us away. Marcus, however, got on his motorcycle and decided to do target practice on her wings. I held one of my arms out in a feeble attempt of protection, and managed to get it shot.
Lance ended up saving us, his Dragonite blasting the gun to pieces. Marcus moved to summon a pokemon, but Lance simply blasted him into a tree before arresting him.
And I had a nightmare, one that gave me one of my favorite characters. It was Pallet Town, on fire, and in the inferno was a kid with his left arm and leg missing, smiling with a stare of complete insanity. I tried to replicate the fear I felt, but I don't think I could do it.