[*Narrator voice* Young Gütter Tuben, only nine years old, has always dreamed of being a pokémon trainer, and although it isn't his his current goal, he'd rather be a pokémon master. Currently, his birthday is one month away, and in Pallet Town, he'd be able to get his trainer's license in two months. He didn't live in Pallet, but he's always heard rumors that Professor Oak knows more about pokémon than anyone else, and that Ash Ketchum was from there. Gütter had personally been a fan of Ash ever since he saw him in the Indigo League from the bleachers. And now he was gonna get a license from the same man Ash got his.]

"Gütter, we're almost there!" His mother told him.

"Allll RIGHT!"

Finally after a long day of driving, they made it. Pallet Town. They went into the house they had bought over the phone, unpacked their things, and settled down. It was still only noon, Gütter decided he would go outside and walk around he just walked between a couple of mountains when all of a sudden he heard some one shouting, and a loud kick.

"Pika-a-a-a-a-aaaaaa"

A pikachu was rolling down a hill and fast, Gütter quickly jumped out and caught it in his hands.

"Hey kid! Do me a favor, and make sure I NEVER SEE that son of a-"

"PIKA!" The pikachu shouted as it covered it's ears.

"pikachu AGAIN! And take this too!" The man then threw a pokéball and ran away.

"Was that your trainer?" Gütter said trying to make the pikachu feel better.

"Pika…" It was clear to Gütter that this pikachu had been abandoned, and injured very badly. Gütter knew this pikachu needed to be taken to a pokémon center, and fast! Gütter ran as fast as his legs could take him, carrying the pikachu to the pokémon center.

"Nurse Joy, this pikachu is has been injured very bad do you think you can help it?"

"Oh my! What happened to this pikachu?!"

"It's trainer abandoned it and kicked it down a mountain, as soon as I saw it happen I knew I needed to take it here"

"That must not be a very nice trainer, I'll take care of it right away!"

Gütter then waited patiently for that pikachu to come out, he waited by moving what he assumed was the pikachu's pokéball in his hands, and then he noticed something, it seemed a bit heavy, he opened it up and saw that there was a glob of sludge in there, not unlike one from a muk. He cleaned it out in the nearest sink, and when he was done it seemed good as new. The light above the room just turned off and nurse joy came out saying

"Everything went just fine the pikachu just needs some rest, would you by chance have it's pokéball? It would do it some good being in there."

"I think so…" He then pulled out the pokéball and said "Pikachu, return."

He watched as the pikachu simply disappeared into a red glow and went into the pokéball.

"Hmm…" Gütter said with curiosity.

"What is it?"

"I wonder what pokémon see when they're going inside a pokéball…"

"We may never know. After all, it's not like the pokémon could talk to us and explain it."

"Yeah I guess….. Well thanks Nurse Joy."

"Only doing my job. You should go home now it's getting late."

Gütter didn't even realize how late it had gotten, he turned around and saw the night sky and so he just nodded and walked out of the pokémon center so he could go back home. As soon as he got home he decided he would tell his mom about what happened tomorrow. And as he always had before going to bed, he played some peaceful music on the piano and was so tired, he fell asleep on the floor.

[*Narrator voice* And so, Gütter falls asleep for the day, what may become his pikachu is now in his possession, and it seems nothing could go wrong for now. Who is this mystery trainer? Why was he so mad at this pikachu? Who will the antagonist of this story be? And what awaits Gütter on his potentially exiting adventures? Find out in the next chapter of… The PikaProject!]