The dark hole opened in the sky, as the trees started to disarrange themselfs from the strong, hard ground, as the sky caved in on itself, and the world turned upside down. I woke up in a sweat. What the hell did that come from? I have not the slightest idea. In my city of Los Angeles, paranormal things happend all of the time. All I know, was that in a few weeks, I set off to be a Pokemon caretaker. I didnt exactly want to fight; there was no use I sought from it. Bragging rights didnt help anything. I looked around my room. The walls are made of mirror, one made of glass, fish swimming in the 6000 gallon tank of a wall. The bed, 5 feet off of the ground, under the matress on top a computer centre, with a laptop, a desktop PC, and a PDA. The carpet was night-ocean blue. The lights attached to the wall, letting off a soft blue reflection on the mirror, creating a vortex of blue light, centered on a rainbow prism in the center of the room. It sounds rich, and it is. My father won the lotterey not to long ago; $50,000,000 , and boy, did we spend it. We moved from Ashville to Los Angeles, and bought a semi-mansion. Half underground, the 3rd floor above ground. But enough about my life..
I love Chansey's, and really want one. But they are far to rare in my region to even think of catching one. I climbed down my latter off of my bed, and sat down at my computer. I couldnt fall asleep. In a while, I will have left to the Hoenn region to become a Pokemon Trainer. I turned on my Laptop. I needed to finish programming it before I went.. The hard drive had a little breakdown, so I had to completely re-program the whole thing. I was almost finished. I turned on my PC, and it dinged, and booted up. Both computers were a blue-silver metallic shine, with a blue light on both sides; the PC having being made of glass. (I love glass. Its a clean, natural look.) I turned it on to talk to Lauren before I went. Lauren is a good friend of mine.. She had no interest in traveling the world for Pokemon.
It booted to a nice, white desktop. Clean, open, and plain; my style. Then I got up and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the light, to a 70'70' room with marble tiles and silver bathtubs, Jacuzzis, and stainless steel sinks, lining the mirror wall. The clamshell lights on the ceiling, reflecting on the glass sinks, bowls floating on top of a sea of black and white swirls. I walked over to the mirror wall, and looked at my reflection. Semi-Short brown hair, tan-white skin, and deep hazel-blue eyes. They always said that blue is the color of beyond, or something like that.. I never can remember anything to those standards, anyway. I opened the cupboard underneath and grabbed my gold cup. I filled it with water, and drank it. A nice glass of water always felt good.
I have no Pokemon to begin with.. I'd love A Chansey.. I turned out the lights, and walked back to my room. I was looking for a Pokemon breeder who sold exotic imported Pokemon, and I haven't had much success. Until I walked back into my room. There was a pop-up, with a Nidoran on it. It said "Setting off on a journey? Adopt a Pokemon locally to keep you company on your travels!" I was leaving in 3 weeks; maybe I could check it out. I wrote down the address, and turned my PC off with a BOOP. I climbed up, and fell into sleep. This time, I had no dream.