Hi. My name is Zeke. I'm a Pokemon Trainer from Sinnoh, and I have an exciting quest: I will catch every single Pokemon. Yes, all 493+ of them. It sounds incredibly difficult. It IS incredibly difficult. But together with Max and Roy, there's no way I can lose. I've been to almost every known region, and I plan to travel to Isshu in the future. Kanto. Johto. Hoenn. And of course, my home, Sinnoh. But, before I confuse you, I should probably start from the beginning; the roots of my adventure in Twinleaf Town.

"Honey!" my mother called. I groaned, but woke up and tumbled out of bed. I ran down the stairs half-asleep, nearly tripping. My mom was at the bottom of the stairs. "Zeke, your friend Roy was just here. He said that you two were supposed to go to the lake today."

"Oh, man. I'd forgotten about that!" I shouted, wiping the sleepiness out of my eyes. "Mom, where's my backpack I packed up last night?"

"It's right over there, honey, but you might want to get break-" I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I grabbed a biscuit and my backpack, yelled bye to my mom, and bolted out of the door to my friend's house.

It wasn't a long distance; Twinleaf was a very small town. In fact, it was only 4 houses, a pond, and a signpost. The nearby town Sandgem wasn't much better, either. When I came to the front door, Roy knocked into me on his way out.

"Hey, Zeke! Finally awake, eh, snorey?" he said quickly. I could never figure out how he maintained so much energy - he was like a Vigoroth at it's most energetic. "I see that you remembered that we're heading to the lake... or did your mom have to remind you?"

"Listen, Roy. I was sleepy after you kept me at your house till 10:30 making sure we had all our stuff for one night barely an eighth of a mile from our house," I said, exasperated. "You gotta cut me some slack. We're not all as perpetually excited as you are."

"No excuses, buddy! C'mon, we're wasting daylight here! Get a move on!" Roy answered, shoving his way through the doorway and dragging me to Route 201. Before we got into the lake's clearing, a girl and a elderly man came out, nearly knocking Roy and me over.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" the girl said, helping Roy up and then me.

"Oh, don't worry, it wasn't your fault," I said, dusting myself off. "Hello, sir. Um, I'm Zeke. This is Roy. We're going to spend the night at the lake."

"Oh, that sounds fun," the girl said, "I'm Dawn, and this is Professor Rowan. We were examining the lake Pokemon for research."

"Well, good luck. See you later," Roy said, shaking their hands quickly and running into the clearing. Dawn giggled.

"Is he always like that?" she asked.

"Yup. It's sort of his defining trait," I replied, smiling.

"Good luck to you, too, then. Make sure he doesn't set the trees on fire," Dawn said, "C'mon, professor, let's get back to Sandgem!" She gripped his hand and pulled him along at a running pace. I just shrugged and walked into the lake clearing, where I found Roy next to a briefcase in the tall grass.

"Hey, that's not yours! And get out of the tall grass before a Pokemon attacks!" I shouted.

"Oh, c'mon. There's no Pokemon in this gra-" Roy was cut off by a Starly swooping from a tree and pecking at his face. "Agh! Help, Zeke!"

"Idiot!" I muttered running up and delivering a relatively uneffective punch to the Starly. Roy suddenly noticed something gleaming from the now-open case.

"Hey, Zeke! Catch!" he called, tossing a red-and-white ball into my hands. I identified it immediately as a Pokeball. I'd never used one before, but I saw trainers on TV, so I knew what to do.

"Go, whatever!" I shouted, throwing the Pokeball. I released a Piplup. I was a boy, but even I couldn't help thinking it was adorable. I simply hoped it would obey me. "Piplup, use Tackle!" It obeyed, thank Arceus. It rammed into the Starly. The Starly quickly countered by rolling Piplup onto it's back and pecking at him. The battle kept up a while, but eventually the Starly fainted. "Piplup, return," I said, opening the Pokeball and sending Piplup back into it.

"Hey, Zeke. Nice battling," Roy commented, "However, and I don't mean to brag, Turtwig did loads better."

"That was so very obvious when it smashed into the tree," I said, rolling my eyes.

"I- you- Oh, be quiet," Roy said at last.

"Roy, these aren't our Pokemon, anyway. Let's look for the professor; I'm sure they belong to him," I said.

"Should be easy. Dawn said they were going to Sandgem Town, remember?" Roy replied.

"True. Let's go home and get our running shoes before going, though," I said.

"Good idea. Race you there," Roy challenged, running off. I facepalmed; he missed the point of walking shoes completely.

Well, feel free rate and review. Tell me if you'd like the characters to develop in any particular direction and all that, how you think the other characters would behave, etc. I'll try to incorporate your ideas into the story.