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Chapter 1

Seven Years

With Jake being 17, you would think he'd be well on his way, to being a Pokemon master, with seven years under his belt, well he did start his adventure as a Pokémon trainer, same time as all his other friends; Jay, Dean (Deano) and Cameron at the age of ten. But just as Jake was beginning to grow as a trainer, tragedy struck a chord in his life, and his Dad fell deeply ill, Jake of course dropped whatever he was doing, as soon as he got the phone call from a tearful, and distraught mother.

He was only intending to stay a couple of weeks or so back in New Bark Town till his Dad recovered, but weeks turned to months and months turned to years, the years built up till now, a full seven years.

Over those years, not much has changed with Jake. Apart from the obvious effects of age, Jake's now around average height for a seventeen year old male, around 5 foot 8 and a half, but tells people 5 foot 10 when asked. Jake also still prefers to dress simple, so to not draw to much attention to himself, mostly wearing an unzipped hoodie over a t-shirt and always wearing one of the two pair of jeans he owns, the one not being worn being his backup, although one pair has been known to be worn for weeks .

But now with Jake's Dad finally getting the green light to come out of the hospital, another green light is shining for Jake himself to embark on his adventure, once more.

This got Jake excited but this excitement soon turned to worry. With his Dad being bed ridden his mum was left with a hefty job as housewife, cook, mother and nurse. Jake sought to find a way to help; he was never fond of cleaning; the sound of the broom brushing along the carpet made him cringe, sending a shudder down his spine. Jake also wasn't much of a cook, and thought he would probably on top of his Dads illness give him food poisoning too, so being the cook was out the question for everyone's safety, and he was nowhere near qualified to be a doctor.

This left him puzzled for days, thinking of any way possible he could help. Then one day as he was shopping in Cherrygrove City he found just the thing, but it came at a cost which he wasn't sure he could pay.

Once returning home, his Mum sitting in the living room drinking her cup of tea, as Dad rested upstairs. But she was alarmed to see Jake's Totodile was no longer by his side, as they always traveled together, since he got him from Professor Elm when he was ten.

"Jake where on earth is Totodile" she asked concerned, as she put her tea down on the table beside her.

"He's no longer mine" he replied, joining her in the living room taking a seat across from where she was sitting.

"No longer yours?" she asked. "Someone's stolen Totodile? I must call Officer Jenny straight away!" she said to herself frantically as she paced around the room.

"No" Jake said in a raised voice, so he could be heard above his Mums ranting.

"I traded him with another trainer" he went on to explain.

She immediately stops mid rant. Her face once full of rage turned into one of concern and worry as she saw the sunken expression on her sons face and as she joined him on the sofa she asked in her delicate and sweet voice "When did this happen?"

"Today, whilst in Cherrygrove City" he replied trying to force a smile to reassure his Mum he was fine, even though he was far from it.

"Go on" she said urging Jake to tell her more whilst placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Well after getting the shopping me and Totodile were about to head back home, when suddenly this young girl runs up to us and starts playing with Totodile, it being its playful and jolly self as always, joined in and loved the attention."

He paused as he realised how much he loved Totodile, and that he was no longer with him. Holding back the tears he continued the story.

"So as she and Totodile were playing, the girl's mother came over and we started talking and one thing led to another and here we are..." he said as he shrugged his shoulders and slumped back in his chair.

"I'm not following, what this has got to do with trading" she asked, with a concerned and confused expression.

Jake went to speak but paused for a second and decided the best way to tell was to show her. He reached into his pocket and brought out a pokeball, with a flash of light a Pokémon appeared and his Mum then understood what he had done.

"Jake. You didn't need to do this" she said as she turned her teary gaze from the Pokémon back to Jake.

"I had to" Jake replied half smiling as a tear ran down his cheek.

Jake had traded his beloved Totodile for a Pokémon which the mother of the young child had, and offered to trade it for Totodile. With Jakes thoughts with his Dad he saw no other option but to say yes. It was a tearful goodbye and he felt that Totodile probably didn't know what was going on, but in the final moments of their partnership he asked Totodile.

"You know why we have to do this right buddy?" he asked as he knelt down in front of Totodile.

Totodile paused, looked into Jakes eyes and then nodded to show he understood and wanted to do it. After a final embrace and goodbye with them doing their secret handshake one last time, the trading began.

Once the trade was done and they began to go their separate ways. Jake rushed back towards to the mother.

"Would it be possible for me to visit him sometime?" he asked, still panting from his quick burst of speed.

"That's no problem at all Jake, as you were so kind to my daughter I would like to show the same kindness, if I'm not at home I'll most likely be at the Pokémon centre, if you wish to find me" she said smiling.

"Thanks Nurse Joy, look after him he's one of a kind" he replied returning the smile.

"I will don't you worry Jake" she said as Jake shook her hand like a gentlemen.

Then that was it, Totodile was away in the distance inside his pokeball in that young girls backpack. Even though he knew Nurse Joy would stick to her promise he still felt like a part of him broke off and died, this sadness continued with him for the rest of the walk back home. As he approached his front gate he remembered why he and Totodile did it and then the sadness subdued although it was closer to being buried only to resurface later, but for now Jake felt proud for he had found a way to help his Mum.

The Pokémon he got from the trade was Nurse Joy's very own Chansey although more accustom to being a nurse to tend to sick Pokémon Nurse Joy confirmed that her Chansey is perfectly qualified and experienced enough to help and nurse humans and that this particular Chansey worked in the same hospital his Dad was in.

Now that his Dad has recovered, Chansey helps around the house and also helps over at the laboratory with Professor Elm to help with sick Pokémon.

But Jake still had no Pokemon to start the adventure he craved so much, he often wondered what his future held, maybe Totodile would return to him, or maybe someone new.