Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

It was a beautiful April morning. The sun was shining and the green grass was still wet with dew. Butterfrees roamed the field in the park. Several children were playing frisbee with their Growlithe. Down a little way, two boys were chasing a Venemoth with their nets.

Coming down the concrete path was a young family. Both the man and the woman were walking with giant smiles on their faces. The woman's straight, brown hair hung over her head, pulled behind her ears with a red headband. She wore a pink dress with a yellow and white daisy pattern. The man stood beside her wearing a green and white striped tee shirt and khaki pants with a white cap. The woman was pushing a baby stroller with her seven-month old infant inside.

The baby laid in the stroller with a pink blanket covering her lacy, white dress. She had large eyes and dark hair covering her head. She shook her rattle and laughed as she rode along with glee.

Both her parents were happy thrilled to finally have a child after a five year marriage.

They stopped the stroller as they neared a park bench. The mother sat down and took the infant out of the stroller. She sat her on her lap and kissed the top of her head.

A Butterfree flew by the family and landed on a flower.

"Look, Sabrina," the mother said to her daughter. "A pretty Butterfree."

Sabrina laughed as the Butterfree flapped its wings.

It flew away, Sabrina's eyes watching carefully.

"She seems to like the park," the woman said to her husband who took a seat next to her on the bench.

Sabrina shook her rattle and it flew out of her hand. The instrument slammed on the concrete. The noise startled Sabrina making her cry.

Sabrina's father used his telekinetic powers to lift the toy from the ground into the chubby hand of his daughter. She stopped crying and stared at the object for a short while before grasping it.

"You shouldn't do that in public," Sabrina's mother said to her husband.

"The public can just get used to it," he retorted.

"But you can really scare someone."

Sabrina held the rattle in her hand. She stared at the yellow plastic with the white top that was filled with tiny beads. She let go of the toy and it floated right in front of her face.

"Stop it!" the woman snapped.

"I'm not doing that," he replied.

"Then who…?" she began then noticed the child's focus.

Sabrina's mother touched her hand and Sabrina broke concentration. The rattle fell in the grass.

"Do you think she…?" her mother asked.

He shrugged believing it was possible his ability passed onto his child.

She put Sabrina back in the stroller and placed the blanket on top of her.

"Where are you going?" her husband asked.

"I don't think we should have her out right now," she said looking up at the sky. "It looks like it's going to rain."

He sighed knowing his wife's true reason for wanting to leave. She was not too thrilled when she found out the truth of his special talent, so it was no surprise that she was not pleased about the chance of her daughter possessing it.