Summary
He knew he wasn't allowed to become a Pokémon Trainer by his mother. He hated being babied, and his mother sheltering him from outside made him angrier than he would admit. So, when he turned the legal age of ten, he bought a Pokéball. He covered the scar. If no one saw it, they didn't assume he was helpless. When he returned, he was going to be stronger. Dark-ish Ash. Smarter.