My first fanfic, so go easy on me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.

"Pokemon talking"if in different perspective

"Pokémon thoughts" if in different perspective

If in a Pokémon perspective, then it's not needed.

Omniscient POV

Our adventure starts in Nuvema Town where Brendan Withe's journey is yet to begin as a trainer and coordinator. Close friend, Winter Bama will be joining him not only as a coordinator, but for personal reasons…. But little do they know that someone important will be joining them on their adventure.

Brendan POV

I woke up not only to the sound of an alarm, but the harsh rays of sunlight. My name is Brendan Withe and it's my 16th birthday and the day my journey begins.

"Today is the day," I thought while dressing. Of course I went with my outfit of a black jacket with a white shirt, my black and white gloves, each fitting on the other hand respectively, black pants, my black and white belt, and black and white shoes. And of course my signature white headband with a black pokeball in the middle to match my curved upwards spiky black hair, with white highlights. Now I didn't get these highlights from cosmetics, but naturally.

As I come down the stairs, I can smell the breakfast my mom made. She was handy in the kitchen, so she taught me to prepare for the journey. I walked to the kitchen to see sunny-side up eggs (No, they're not poke eggs) with turkey bacon and two slices of whole-wheat toast. As I'm eating my mom spoke to me.

"So today's the day… My little baby is growing up," she said this with difficulty as she is trying to restrain her crying.

"Mom, it will be okay. I'm still your son and I promise I would visit as soon my Pokémon learns Fly or Teleport."

"Okay," she replied gloomily.

"Dad's going to be here right?" I asked her.

"Of course, but he had to pick up a few things for the family tradition and your aura-reading skills."

First of all, I have been known to read aura of Pokémon and people. But when I turned 15 last year, I was able to talk to Pokémon verbally and telepathically.

"YES!" I shouted to no one particular. It's been a year since I last saw him, since he was always traveling to different regions to train.

Winter's POV

I woke up just before I heard a shout of joy from the Withe's residence. I just can't wait to start my journey with honest, smart, caring, and handsome Brendan. I mean he saved me from wild Pokémon when I was 11 and protected me from bullies when I was 12. He comforted me though my first break-up when I was 14. Now, I'm 15, which I just turned yesterday.

I sighed again and clutch my heart. "Why can't I just tell him?" I thought. Oh well. I stoke my black hair while putting the flaming red part of into a ponytail. I looked in the mirror to see my fair pale skin and navy blue eyes, while holding up a picture of Brendan with his deep amber brown eyes, fair tan skin, and muscular too.. He was enough to start my day off.

I begin dressing into a white jacket with a red shirt underneath. Also, I wore black shorts with a white belt and red and black running shoes. I put on my black bandanna with a red pokeball, "The one he gave me for my birthday yesterday," I thought.

I hurried downstairs to find my mom with breakfast ready for me. I quickly ate my scrambled eggs with toast, as I didn't want to be late to choose my Pokémon.

"So Winter, when are you going to tell him?" my mother asked.

"During the journey, but I'm afraid that he'll reject me," I replied with sadness.

"Oh honey, don't feel bad," she said as she hugged me, "Today's the day you'll choose your Pokémon and your father has a surprise for you when you get back home."

"Okay!" I chirped with happiness gleaming from everywhere.

I got my bag and went down to Prof. Juniper's lab. Along the way I saw Brendan and blushed lightly. But I got over it and walked with him.

"So are you excited?" I questioned him.

He closed his eyes and put his arms behind his head. "I am, but I need to keep a cool head." He opened his eyes and resumes his usual walking position with arms at his side.

"So what are you going to do after we get our Pokémon?"

"I'm going home to see my dad, and then heading out with you to become top trainer and coordinator."

"Wow, I didn't know you were into Contests!"

"I like performing," he said with a sigh.

And on that note, we walked in silence until we reached the lab. There we were greeted by a warm smile from Prof. Juniper.

Brendan's POV

As we entered the lab, we saw three female starter Pokémon.

"Oh my gosh, they're all females!" Winter shouted with too much joy.

One of them was a green pokemon standing on two legs with a leaf for a tail. Her underside was a pale yellow. Also, a yellow streak ran through her tail, back, and eyebrows. It has a confident look in her eyes. I confirm her to be Snivy. Next, I saw Tepig, who was orange and black. But Winter was already fawning over her. Finally, I saw Oshawott, who has a white head and pale blue skin. She also had a shell on her stomach.

For some reason, I felt like Snivy was a good choice so I picked her.

"Snivy, do you want to travel with me?" I asked her telepathically.

"Sure, but if you hold me back, I'll destroy you!" She threatened. I sweat-dropped.

Winter chose Tepig and was grinning like she was about to explode.

"Now here are your Pokedexes and six pokeballs, one of them for your starter of course," Professor Juniper explained to us.

"Now what about me?" a mysterious, but familiar voice called out.