This story begins in the beautiful Alola Region, just above Melemele Island. This story will soon encompass stories of all the regions, but for now, we are in Alola.
A young man was waking up from a deep slumber. He hadn't been sleeping for long, but he was still fairly groggy. He slowly opened his eyes to the beautiful skies that greeted him. The rich scenery, the strong, yet gentle winds blowing on the top of his head, the friendly and lively Pokemon flying around! It was a sight to behold!
Unimpressed with the scenery, the young man slowly opened his mouth wide for a much needed yawn, which was poorly timed as a Wingull proceeded to fly into his mouth.
"PLLhfftrhftbbtt! Ptoo!"
The boy wrestled to spit out his new catch. The Wingull landed into his hands. It's wing was slightly bent and it was dazed. The boy then proceeded to do what any caring Pokemon Trainer would do when holding an injured Pokemon.
Strangle it out of anger.
"WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU STUPID BIRD!!! YOU STUPID, BRAINLESS, DUMBAS-"
The boy stopped wrestling with the bird as he realized something. Something that should've occurred to him immediately when a Flying Pokemon that spends most of its time high above the ground flew into him. He looked down and saw nothing but clear blue sky. He looked up and saw Melemele Island getting closer at blinding speeds. All had become clear to him. The strange occurrence currently happening around him...
Why was he speaking to a Pokemon? Pokemon are idiots! Most of them can't understand a word humans say without being shoved inside tiny balls!
Oh, and also that he was dozens of stories high in the air careening towards his death.
That might have been important.
"I'M GONNA DIIIIEEEEEEE!!!"
He was probably going to die.
We would stay to see what his fate would hold, but he's a jerk so let's leave him hanging in the air for 4 more chapters as we move on to someone else.
"Wait, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?"
PROLOGUE #1:
POKEMON TRAINER HILBERT (BLACK WHITE)
