Summary:

My name is Jan Paulus. I'm not a trainer. In fact, I have nothing but derision for those fools, prancing about, going on and on about love and peace while at the same time forcing their so-called friends to bring each other to the brink of death, again and again. I live off them, paid to provide Pokémon for their enjoyment. My employment doesn't make me well-liked, but it pays the bills. Very well in fact. Only, when your job is to take chances for others, sometimes things go wrong.