There is pitch blackness all around a cold and quiet room. Nothing is heard or felt in this room.Everything is dead and cold here.

But then, lights were turned on via a spotlight. Three on each side above a few rafters flickered on, one at a time.

The lights shined down on an elderly man with spiky white hair that went to the right in the air and deep brown eyes. He wore a lab coat over a light purple undershirt that was tucked into brown dress pants and a black belt. He wore brown dress shoes, the same as his trousers.

He was smiling and looking at something that was not there, but happily spoke anyways, "Hello there! Welcome to the world of Pokémon! My name is Oak! People call me the Pokémon Professor! This world is inhabited by creatures called Pokémon! For some people, Pokémon are pets. Other use them for fights. Myself… I study Pokémon as a profession. Now, are you ready? A very own Pokémon legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventures with Pokémon awaits! Let's go!"

The lights from above lifted from Oak's form as they surrounded the room in a strong bright light that drowned the area from view.

Pallet Town

Monday, 9:21 a.m.

A scenic view of a town with a few houses, a river stream, and flower beds laid up against a tall building with a bunch of windows where Pokémon can be seen playing through the windows was shown.

Large groups of the resident children were running up and down a single trail that separated the town in two, laughing and playing with no worries in the world. A few owners of their house were working on their lawns or backyards, paying no mind to whatever is happening around them.

The houses in town were very quiet, save for a couple of Pidgey that chirped as they were perched on to telephone wires or chimneys.

But inside one house was a woman who was at the stove in the kitchen, cooking up a storm with the blue fire blazing smoothly under the frying pan with eggs and bacon sizzling, looking delicious.

"Nova! Breakfast is almost ready! Come down!" She called from the kitchen. Her son, Nova, had finally turned ten this past Saturday, and Pallet Town's very own Professor Oak hadn't forgotten that day. He called his mother's phone to tell her of his profession and was excited to say that if Nova wanted to, he could receive a Pokémon, his first Pokémon, and go on a journey like every other child his age.

Of course, she was hesitant and worried for her son's life, but he quickly took care of that in telling her that with Pokémon, people have no need to worry. The two species have a knack for taking care of each other and making sure they both live and prosper with each other's company. He even used her own son against her saying that he is brilliantly invested in his Pokémon studies. He's shown amazing results and a promising dedication into his work and the Pokémon back at Oak's lab adore the boy.

Ultimately, she conceded. Today will be the day that Nova can get his very first Pokémon.

Slow footsteps can be heard from above her head, the stairs being in a spiral motion right next to the kitchen.

A boy with straight blonde hair and cerulean blue eyes appeared, a little bit tired. He wore a white hoodie with some black basketball shorts and socks: Nova.

"What time is it?" Nova rubbed his eyes while yawning.

His mother put both her fists on her hips and tilted to the side, "I'll have you know that today is Monday, almost 9:30 in the morning. The day you can go and get your Pokémon from Oak's lab."

He stopped in his rubbing and stretched his muscles. He cracked his fists and sat at the table, a plate already in front of him with some orange juice.

"Oh!" He put a fist into his hand.

"Yes, Oh!" She mocked her son with a smile. This boy can get forgetful sometimes, but not all that often.

"Okay. Is he there already?" Nova asked his mom while sipping his juice.

"With your Pokémon, yep," She brought her pan over to the table and scraped the eggs onto Nova's plate, also with a side of bacon on another, "Eat first, get changed, then go."

"Alright." Nova dug in quickly, his silverware and his hand going back and forth between him and his plate in a blur. Seconds later, his plate was empty, both of them, and he downed his OJ within a second.

With that, he scooted his chair with a squeak and went back upstairs to freshen up. Later, his hair was swept to the left side of his face, almost covering his eye. He now wore a series of black clothing. A pullover hoodie with barehand gloves, jeans, and high-tops. His backpack a single strap.

"I'm off."

"Wait just a second, Nova."

Nova turned back around at the front door to see his mother approaching him, frowning. She quickly shot a hand up to her face to stop a tear from falling as she knelt down a little to meet her son's face. He was quite tall for a ten year old, standing at 5' 3", his mom at 5' 8".

"Just be careful out there. You have everything you need? A change of clothes? Sleeping supplies? All of it?"

Nova nodded, shifting his bag for her to see it chock-full of the basic adventure kit. She smiled and kissed the top of his head and patted him on the way out.

"Do you know which one you're going to choose?" She asked quite curiously.

"Yeah. I'll call you soon and tell you." Nova waved at her as he exited their front yard.

"Please do. Hurry! You don't want to keep Oak waiting!"

Nova quickened his pace just like that, his mother smiling. That was immediately replaced with a frown as he disappeared from her line of sight.

'Please be careful.'

Professor Oak's Pokémon lab

Later, 9:47 a.m.

The trip wasn't a very long one, so Nova kept walking and walking until he reached the front gates of the lab he was destined to. A kick of the door caught the attention of a few lab assistants inside and they all grew happy when they saw who it was.

"Nova!"

"I thought you'd never come!"

"Hey there, little buddy! How have you been?"

Nova smiled microscopically and greeted them all, "Hey there, guys. I'm doing good, thank you for asking."

An assistant from the back corner working on a few machines with a wrench pointed towards the room that was upstairs, "Good ol' professor is up there waiting."

Nova nodded in thanks and trekked up the stairs to meet the old professor.

Inside the room, Oak was observing a few flannels with a blue liquid that was currently smoking. He reeled back and waved it away when a short but firm knock on his door got his attention away from his experiment, "Come in, it's open."

The door opened and Nova walked in with a surprisingly calm aura around him, considering what was about to happen to him. Oak turned around and smiled widely with his eyes closed, "Ah, Nova. Glad you came! I have just what you are looking for!"

He motioned the boy over to the side and showed him a horizontal wooden table with three Poké balls all lined up next to each other neatly, not obeying their laws of physics at all.

"These are the three starter Pokémon of this region, Kanto. Inside, there is your future partner for life as you embark on your epic journey in challenging the trainers and gyms of Kanto and catching them all! Which one will you choose?"

Nova walked closer to the table and paced in front of each one. Upon thinking long and logically about each one, he went back and stepped in front of the first one, "Oh! That's Bulbasaur, the Seed Pokémon! Is that the one?"

"Yes. I'm choosing Bulbasaur." Nova grabbed the ball in his right hand and closed his eyes in resolve.

'As of today, me and this Pokémon right here will change the world and engrave our names in history.' He stood straight and threw the ball in the air in front of him. As it reached its peak, the ball opened and a bright multicolored streak of light strikes the ground and made an outline of the little monster that was inside.

A small, quadruped Pokémon that has blue-green skin with darker green patches landed on the lab floor. It has red eyes with white pupils and scleras and pointed, ear-like structures on top of its head. Its snout is short and blunt, and it has a wide mouth. A pair of small, pointed teeth are visible in the upper jaw when its mouth is open. Each of its thick legs ends with three sharp claws. On its back is a green plant bulb, which is grown from a seed planted there at birth: Bulbasaur.

The Seed Pokémon grunted while it opened its eyes from sleeping too long and raised its head to look at a tall figure standing in front of it. It widened its eyes at the strong and hard gaze the boy gave it, but it also held a warm look in them that screamed love.

"Bulbasaur, are you ready? The two of us will make history. The world will know our names from here on out." Nova spoke with a smirk, the tiny grass Pokémon blinking in awe then adopted the same exact smirk on its face as well.

"Well, well! The two of you were made for each other, it seems. Speaking of names, would you like to give a nickname to Bulbasaur here?" Oak asked of his pupil.

"Hmm...no. I see no other reason for it except for a stronger bond between trainer and Pokémon. There are other and better ways in doing that." Nova nodded to himself then at Bulbasaur, who nodded back, agreeing.

Oak was in shock at this boy's reason but shook it off and smiled, "Now with that out of the way, here is a little parting gift from me."

He swiped something from another table behind him and Nova and held it in his hand, presenting it to the new trainer.

A red rectangular box with a blue sphere at the top with other buttons next to it and a yellow pointer on the flap was in front of the new trainer. Nova grabbed it and observed it for a while until his thumb pressed down on it and the flap opened to reveal a screen that was shut off at the moment with a blue keypad on the right side with other functions accompanying it.

"A Pokédex. A high-tech encyclopedia that records a Pokémon's data once you've encountered it. But in order to catch the full data of one, you must capture it." Oak explains briefly to the trainer before leaving.

"I see…" Nova mutters. If the professor gave him this, then this means he has to capture all of them. He clenched his hands and pumped it silently at his side. If that's the case, then of course he'll do it.

"But without these, that is impossible. So…"

Oak came back and carried five Poké balls in his hand and handed them to Nova. Nova made sure not to drop them and unclipped a compartment in his bag and put them inside there. He closed the Dex and unclipped another compartment on the other side to put it up.

He straightened his posture and saluted to the professor, "I'll make you proud, sir."

He knelt down beside Bulbasaur and petted it on the head, "We'll make you proud."

The Seed Pokémon smiled contently at its trainer's affection as it leaned its head in Nova's hand.

"You two might actually change the world." Oak said, smiling at the sight.

Nova hummed in agreement and brought Bulbasaur's ball out, "Return for now, buddy."

Bulbasaur nodded and head-butted the white button in the center, the streak of light leaking out and pulling Bulbasaur back in.

"There is one more thing that I forgot to mention to you earlier. There is a package in Viridian City that I need you to pick up for me. Can you manage that?"

Nova nodded at his assignment, "You got it."

"I'll walk you out." Oak offered, Nova thanking the professor at his show of kindness.

When they walked down the stairs, Oak's assistants all cheered when they saw Bulbasaur's Poké ball in Nova's hand. They wished him good luck on his journey, Nova thanking them all.

They opened the two doors to see Nova's mom waiting for Nova there patiently, a handkerchief against her face. She heard the doors open and ran at Nova and hugged him, "I just couldn't help myself. But who could blame me!? My only son is leaving for the biggest milestone in his life! I just had to come and bid you goodbye the right way!"

Nova awkwardly patted her back and felt her tears on his shoulder, "Mom, you're kind of embarrassing me. Oak's watching…"

The professor laughing at his student's predicament, "Nonsense, my dear boy! It's truly heartwarming to see a mother and son having a heart to heart moment, especially when the son leaves the household."

She let go of her son and gripped his shoulders tightly and looked into his eyes, "Promise me you'll keep safe?"

Nova stepped away from his mom and raised his left hand while putting his right over his heart, "I promise to not get in much trouble. Nothing will stop me from becoming who I want to be: the best Pokémon trainer."

"Oh yes! Where's your Pokémon? May I see it?" She asked her son in case she forgot to.

Nova unclipped his ball from his waist and pressed the ball with his index finger, the ball opening slowly, the light leaking out with power. Soon, Bulbasaur appeared on the ground and paid attention for any command.

"Bulbasaur, this is my mom. Say hi." Nova motioned towards her as Bulbasaur nodded its head curtly at her.

"Oh! It's just the cutest little thing I've ever seen! So you picked a Bulbasaur? Excellent choice!"

She smiled and hugged him once more. Oak closed his eyes and smiled at his simple but big dream. He couldn't help but see a little bit of his younger self in Nova at his strong heart and deep love for Pokémon. Nova rubbed the back of his head and called back Bulbasaur, the Seed Pokémon managed to lift one leg and saluted to the three before vanishing into the light and into the ball.

"Good luck Nova and never forget you have Bulbasaur at your side! Remember that and you will achieve greatness!" Oak yelled at Nova, who was on his way, inching closer to leaving Pallet.

"Be the very best like no one could ever hope to be!" Nova's mother bid him goodbye.

"You're handling this very well than most other moms out there, Tara." Oak praised Nova's mom.

Tara blinked and smiled at the old professor, "I am very upset that he's leaving, but he's leaving for greater things. And I can not be more proud."

Back with Nova, what Tara yelled struck a chord in Nova as he narrowed his eyes when he turned back towards Route 1 as a dark blue lightning bolt struck inside his right eye.

'Trust me, that is the only thing on my mind.'

Nova's Team

Bulbasaur (M): Tackle, Growl, Vine Whip