Nimbasa City.....a bustling yet calm place..home to many people, pokemon,and...Zio. he's what you'd call the local thug. No one really knows how he turned out such a way, or even finds enjoyment in picking on,and forcing his pokemon to fight the pokemon of the people he mugs,and threatens.
In a random alleyway, a young boy was pinned against the wall by Zio's emboar, who didn't object to the order. "Now...those pokédollars you said you got as an allowance..hand em over." Zio stated in a cold tone, tapping a bit of the ash off of his cigarette. The young trembled, giving what he had as he was still pinned to the wall.
((Sorry if it's mediocre..))