You'd figure my tenth birthday would be the best day in my life. It was a chance to get a pokemon and a chance to finally start to become a top coordinator like both of my parents, but no. My birthday present was moving to a whole different region, the one region that my parents didn't know the professor of. So while other kids get to start an amazing adventure, I was stuck with nothing. We didn't just move once though, we moved six times. Every time we moved it was either on, right before, or right after my birthday. So my journey began when I was sixteen.
I could say it was a bright and sunny day when I got my pokemon, but that would just be a lie. Of course the first time I actually go to get a pokemon it's raining. Not just raining, it was down pouring. It didn't bother me too much though, because I was so excited about my pokemon. I wanted to get a piplup, as I have always wanted since I was little. That's why Sinnoh was the place my parents finally decided on.
The bike splashed in the puddles as I reached the lab. "Today is the day. It's a great day to be Tay," I stated as I got off my bike. I leaned it on the wall and opened the door to the lab. I gasped.
Inside the lab was a complete and utter disaster. Papers were flying everywhere, and were being shredded by some quick force. A couple of lab assistants were running around shouting about calming it down or something like that. Then a voice interrupted it all.
"Stop this nonsense! All of you!" shouted professor Rowan. He was pretty scary because even 'it' stopped moving, or at least tried to. The thing had so much speed that it came like a car.
Before I knew it, I was on the ground looking at a sneasel who looked very ashamed. It was actually pretty cute even though it'd just hurt me. The two assistants came and put the sneasel away as a third helped me up.
"I'm sorry for that disaster. You must be the new trainer, Tay. I regret to inform you that you'll have to wait on choosing your pokemon. At the moment, the pokemon we have to offer for starting trainers are all sick," he stated.
"What about the sneasel?" I blurted out without even thinking. "Oh, I mean that's too bad, when should I come back?"I attempted to cover up my mistake. I wanted the piplup, not a sneasel.
Professor Rowan seemed pleased with that though, and all the assistants lit up. "If it's the sneasel you want then it's the sneasel you may have." Before he even finished, the lab assistants already had the sneasel, pokedex, and pokeballs for me. "Here you go, Tay. Good luck with your journey," Stated Rowan as he literally pushed me and the sneasel out the door.
"So can I give you a name or do you prefer sneasel?" I asked, with no response. "How about Nyx?" The sneasel's ears flicked for a quick second before she regained her composure. "Nyx it is then. Want to stay out of your pokeball as well? I really would feel bad if I put you in it."
The sneasel, Nyx, smiled at this, and that is when I knew I made the right choice of picking her. I got on my bike and she sat in the basket. We looked out at the road that awaited us as the sun peeked over the clouds for the first time that day. It was going to be a journey of a lifetime.