The girl looked at the clock. Only 10 more minutes until she could get her poke'mon. She ran down stairs.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"Remember, Mom? I get my poke'mon today."
"Oh yeah. That's right. Don't forget to come back before I have the baby. You won't want to miss seeing your brother."
"So it is a boy?"
"Yep and we already have a name picked out."
"What is it."
"Ash."
"Mom, why are you naming us both after trees? I'm already called Willow."
"And you are a Willow. Fair with pale green eyes and silvery white hair."
"Yeah, and I'm 14 and I just get my poke'mon today."
"Oh dear. You should hurry. It's already five after."
"Oh my gosh! I'm going to be late!"
She ran out of the house and to the lab where she was supposed to go. She knocked on the door a couple of times and nobody answered. An elderly lady came out of the house next door.
"If your lookin' for the professor, he went out a little while ago."
"Do you know where?"
"Yeah. He went to teach the new trainers how to catch poke'mon."
Willow groaned. This was just her luck. Hopefully her brother wouldn't have the same luck she did.
"Thank you."
"No problem, Willow."
She dashed to route 1 and saw a cluster of people. Many had newly obtained partners. She saw the professor as he gave the final instructions.
"And then, you throw the poke'ball like this," he said tossing the red and white sphere at a weedle. The children aplauded. Their ages ranged from 10 to 16. One boy near the back of the group looked like he was 17 and very unhappy.
"Jake, why don't you come up here and show us how to release a poke'mon?"
"Whatever..." the boy sighed. He had dark brown hair and amber eyes. He taped the poke'ball and opened it. The weedle came out in a flash of blue light.
"Very good. Now all of you can go start your adventure. Jake could you stay here with me for a moment?"
"Sure. Got nothin' better to do."
"Okay. Come on over here, Willow."
"Yeah? What do you need, professor?"
"I'm going to give you a poke'mon. Then, Jake can help teach you how to catch one. That and I also have a request for you two."
"Mkay. So what is my poke'mon?"
"Here. This is its poke'ball. Just tap the button and you will see what it is."
She pressed the button. A blue and white pokemon popped out. Even the professor gasped.
"I didn't think that she would send a dratini as a starter. This is a very rare poke'mon. Well, Jake, go on and help her. I need to make a call."
"Sure," he walked up to some grass. "This is one of the spots you can find wild poke'mon. You can also find them in caves and other places. Really about everywhere. Do I really need to show you how?"
"No, but it would be great if you could point out a few things while I try."
"Kay, fine. Willow is it? As you can probably tell, I'm Jake. Do you want to meet my poke'mon?"
"Sure. I'd love to."
"Mkay. Come on out Bambi."
A small poke'mon with a pink back and head and a flower by its ear popped out of the poke'ball.
"He is from the Unova region. Aparently, only older trainers get new poke'mon. They just discovered his kind a few days ago."
"Wow. He's nothing like I've ever seen before. Why?"
"They want to keep this on the down low. Not many trainers will be very surprised though. They are only doing this for a few months though. Just to introduce poke'mon and see how the trainers react. If it goes well, they will continue inter-poke'mon trading. If not. Well, you get the point."
"Yeah. So is that why you got one?"
"Yep. You got a pretty rare one yourself. What are you going to name her?"
"I think maybe Grace."
"That's a nice name. Why don't you quick peek in the grass and see if you can find a wild poke'mon so I can help you out with catching it?"
"Mkay," she walked into the shaded area. The grass waved in the breeze. She heard some pidgey singing in the nearby forest. A rustling from a clump of grass caught her attention. She crept up to it slowly, as to not scare its occupant. A little yellow mouse was lookin at its older counterpart. A pichu and pikachu. She threw her poke'ball and out came Grace. The two poke'mon looked at their oponant.
"Pika. Pikachu."
"Pi. Pichu?"
"Pi. Pikapi."
The small pichu looked concerned for the pikachu, but went to a nearby tree anyways. The pikachu used a quick tackle attack. It hit Grace, but did little to the dratini.
"Grace, use wrap," Willow told her partner. Grace caught the poke'mon in her wrap. Willow threw the poke'ball towards the struggling pikachu. Grace dropped it as the ball hit it.
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She caught her first poke'mon.
"Wow. That was perfect, Willow."
"Thanks. I watched how to on TV."
"Really? Hmm. Oh. Here comes that pichu."
The little mouse ran up. It looked at the poke'ball its friend was captured in. Willow knelt down.
"Do you want to come with little fella?"
"Pii... Pichu," it said as it walked up to her. She took out a poke'ball and set it by her new friend and the pichu pressed the button and dissapeared into the ball.
"I think I'll name the pikachu Sparky and the pichu Spila because it has a spiny ear."
"Good names. All of your poke'mon seem to really like you."
"Yeah. So would you like to go with me to the next town?"
"Sure."
The two walked off towards Viridian City. Willow looked back towards her home and though to herself. I'm really going to miss this place. I hope my mom stays well and that my dad never finds where we live. And with that, she turned away from home to start her own story. One to match her grandfather's legacy.