A/N: Sorry I haven't written a story in a while. I had to juggle the problems with being a freshman in high school and helping out my sibilings plus seeing my cousins. So, yeah, and my school Western gets out at FUCKING 4:00 in the afternoon. be glad im updating
"Soul, our neighbor, professer Elm wants to see you!" Yelled a woman in her mid thirties. "Yes, mother, I'm coming down right now! Yelled our new hero. Thirteen year old Soul Silver came running down the stairs for his mother. "Mother, will I be able to pick my first pokemon today?" Soul asked with curius. "I do not know Soul, but you will have one one day." Replied the mother. Soul sighed. Soul was the complete opposite of Shuichi. Soul was quiet and intellectual. Shuichi was a loud mouth and rather stupid. The thing they both had in common was their love of pokemon and Soul was on the verge of getting his Jhoto starter. "Well, mother, I'm heading out." Soul said as he left, unrealizing his journey of meeting Shuichi had just begun!
Next Time: I choose you!
A/N:If you haven't read my other pokemon stories based off the game then you need to read them to know what I am talking about.