Hey Guys this is my first fanfic. I've been thinking of publishing a Story for a while now. Thought of Naruto and Katekyo Hitman Reborn. But those have a lot of action in it and I'd rather not do that for my first. Not saying Pokémon doesn't have its fair share of action and violence, but oh well you probably get what I mean. Anyways Go ahead and read I hope you enjoy. :)

P.s I DO NOT own Pokémon or anything related to it. Or else I'D make a game where you could Start from Kanto and travel to Every single Region in order...

~Pallet Town~

Today marks the day that Ash Ketchum starts his journey into the world of Pokémon. Ever since he could walk he dreamed of setting off with his very on starter courtesy of Professor Oak. Ash being who he was up late wanting to see an episode he missed of the Pokémon Championship from last year. As a ten year-old he got sleepy and before hitting the hay he forgot to set his alarm clock for 8AM. Of course making him late, now he's seen dashing to Professor Oaks lab feet hitting the ground in a rhythmic pattern.

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'Why, oh why didn't I listen to mom?!" Ash screamed in his mind, all cause I wanted to see that darn episode, knowing Gary he probably stayed longer just to rub it in that he got there earlier!' Gary Oak, his childhood rival, since the day they could walk and talk Gary made it his life's goal to make Ash's life a lot harder. Always boasting about his Grandpa being a famous Professor and him, by proxy, being destined to become just as great.

Ash turned a corner, still running he could see the main gate. Not wanting to waste anymore time he made his way up the stairs. Ash brought his hand up knocking in a rhythm of three times he waited for the door to open. Bouncing on the balls of his feet he waited for what seemed like hours, which was only two-minutes. Hearing the tell-tale signs of a lock twisting he look from the ground towards the door just in time to see Professor Oak opening the door. Samuel Oak, otherwise known as Professor Oak, looked like he was in his late fifties. He had what we would assume was dirty blond hair and dark brown eyes that usually held grandfatherly kindness now held disappointment. A Hawaiian polo shirt covering the upper-half of his body with beige khaki pants coupled with brown loafers, over his shirt he had what all people in his occupation usually wore, a long white lab coat ending just above his ankles.

"Well nice of you to show up ." his voice held little concealed disappointment, maybe at the fact Ash was still wearing his pajamas or the simple fact he was late.

"I'm sorry Professor, I stayed up too late and forgot to set my alarm clock! Please tell me there's at least one Pokémon left!" looking at Professor Oak, Ash clutched his green and yellow striped pajama bottoms tightly waiting for his question to be answered. "I'm sorry my boy, but you do know you were the last to arrive right? Which means there aren't anymore of the traditional starters left." Oak stated positioning his arms behind his back he turned and walked further into his humble abode. Ash following right after couldn't believe what he just heard. 'No traditional starters left?' he panicked inside. 'How could that be!' "Wait! Professor Oak, you said 'traditional starters'. Could I possibly get a different Pokémon?" walking down the hall they walked past a living room. it was quite bare with only a two couches parallel to each other with a small coffee table between them. In one corner of the room a tall lamp could be seen; since it's quite bright outside. Hanging from the ceiling next to a window was a potted plant. Ash didn't know what type of flower it was but he thought it was quite beautiful. Leaning against one wall a bookshelf could be seen filled with all kinds of books. Ash and Professor Oak continued traveling pass the room.

"Ash I'm not sure that's a good idea, it's better to get a starter given to you by a Professor since they've already been trained, are easy to make a bond with and take care of."

"Oh please Professor, I promise I'm capable of handling any Pokémon you can give me, I'm positive!" begging wasn't something Ash does regularly. If by regularly you mean when he asks his mother for something he desperately wants. Then no, not at all.

"Well maybe, since we aren't talking about the traditional: fire, water and grass-type, Was there a specific type you were wondering about?" cutting off the conversation their Professor Oak led Ash toward the lab part of his home, Traveling up a flight of stairs and turning a corner leading to a long hall with only a door at the end. Walking to that door to Ash was very nerve-wracking, it basically held all of his dream, ambitions and desires all in that simple room. If a scientists lab by any means described as 'simple'. grabbed the door knob walking into the lab Ash couldn't help but took in the lab's appearance.

The lab was what is expected of most Pokémon scientists. a PC, a healing machine, tables, papers and multiple bookshelves were scattered around he room. Walking up to the computer Professor Oak turned it on. While it was in the process of booting, Ash could be seen still thinking about the earlier question Professor Oak stated. All through-out Ash's younger years he was always fascinated by the Supernatural Trio as he dubbed them also known as the; Psychic-type, the Dark-type and the Ghost-type.

Coming to a conclusion he decided to ask what Prof. Oak being on his computer had to do with his earlier question.

"Well, my boy I maybe able to find what type of Pokémon you're looking for and if I have it in the lab all the better."

"I am a little curious of having a team of all ghost, psychic and dark-types. Two of each type, What do you think?"

Prof. Oak paused and thought for a minutes twisting away from his computer he faced Ash. "That's an interesting idea, but there are some difficulties with that type of team. First in the Kanto region there aren't that many dark types to choose from. Only one that comes to the fore-front of my brain is Umbreon, which is the evolution of Eevee." Prof. Oak informed. Turning back to his computer he started typing once more."And by two of each do you mean, two psychic-types, two ghost types and especially two dark-types?"

Ash catching on to what Prof. Oak was saying, understood his dilemma. But he knew he would find a way somehow.

"Professor Oak I'll think of something, I know it." Ash face brimming with want and determination, the Professor knew just by looking into his eyes he could tell Ash indeed would find a way. The look in his eyes was full of confidence, Ash Believing whole-heartedly in his own words.

"But back to the subject of your starter. Did you think of one out of three types you could choose as your first Pokémon?"

"Umm yea, I put a lot of thought into it and i think I'd like to have a Gastly as my first Pokémon. Do you have that Pokémon on you Professor?"

"Hold on just a second Ash let me search." Prof. Oak stated his fingers moving at a fast pace, moving at a rhythmic pattern. Each key making a sound of music. After searching for a Gastly and he indeed did have one in his possession.

"Well look at what we have here, it seems I do have a Gastly in my possession." didn't remember ever capturing a Gastly or Gastly wandering into the Pokémon Corral. 'I do indeed hope Ash can handle a Gastly as his first.' he thought to himself.

"Yes! Thank you , oh thank you, thank you thank you!" jumping up and down in excitement Ash couldn't wait to meet his first Pokémon, his future partner and his family.

"I'm sorry Ash but you'll have to wait until tomorrow to meet your Pokémon and quite possibly set out on your journey." rose his hand to stop any protest he was sure to come. And he was right at that moment Ash was getting ready to disagree. And good thing he did, because if Ash is anything like his Mother you can guarantee that he will chew your ear off when he feels he needs to.

Looking through the window Ash's' eyes bulged they've been at it for nearly the whole day. The sun was just getting ready to set. Knowing was right Ash decided to bid a goodnight to the Professor. Receiving one back in return Ash left for home, dejected because he has to wait until tomorrow to start his journey and excited because he's just one step away from reaching his dream... As a Pokémon Champion!

To Be Continued...

I don't like long A/N's so that's what I'm not going to do. Don't you hate when you read a story and there's a long ass Author's Note at the beginning and end making you think the chapter was long as hell?! Welp my rants over!

Hope you enjoyed it And Dont forget to Review!

Bye~