It was the night before a very important date in one nine year-old's life, for, in a few short hours, Max would awaken to be, officially, yen years old. Any other boy would have been lucky to sleep at all on the eve of such an exciting day. But our young Max was never one to miss out on sleep, so he could be found, at this moment in time, sawing logs beneath his favorite Pokemon duvet, oblivious to the wolf that would soon commence to knock upon his door.
Speaking of wolves, our particular beast was standing atop a hill, peeking down at the house of our juvenile protagonist. He leaned against a tree, holding his head. He longed to hear, only, his thoughts. A voice whispered through the dark, with a silence that may as well have been church bells, ringing at the top of the hour.
"Happy Birthday, Maxxie, I'll be seeing you soon enough."
Meanwhile, a boy they call Ash Ketchum was stirring, restlessly, in his sleeping bag. Pikachu, his pokemon, friend, and companion, didn't seem to notice.
A/N: I know, I know, I'm gone for two years (give or take XD) and I come back with a prologue that isn't even 200 words. I should be shot, I know. But I am back, and I plan to update soon. I may borrow from the first few chapters of the Abboth Challenge, for this story, but it's discontinued (and mine) so I guess there's no harm in it.
PS: Oh, and I'm struggling with the names of the badges for this story, as well as some other things, if you could offer me any help at all, I would love you forever.