Saphira sighed deeply as she walked, well limped, on the road slowly. She had run from her home two days ago. She knew she would not be missed. Saphira was a 15 year old girl and her life with her family was a living nightmare. Her father had sexually abused her and beat her, her mother verbally abused her and her two siblings were not better. They got everything, she was the 'Cinderella' of the house.<br/><br/>"Thank goodness I've run from it" She says to herself. She notices a building as she nearly passed. 'A strange name' Saphira thought. She was interested and read the sign at the front. 'A new mother?? Pokemon are nicer...I'll apologize if I become cautious.'<br/><br/>Saphira and walk into the center. She was slightly nervous as her recent injuries were visibly clear, not just her limp leg, also a black eye, a cut lip and many other bruises under her baggy clothes. "H-Hello? I'd like to...to renew my life." She calls, limping slowly to the front desk.