A/N: Hello there reader! This is my first story, Amateur Master. I hope to be able to update on a weekly basis, though I will have to set up a schedule. I am writing for fun, but I will also take this seriously. I hope you enjoy my story, and I'm open to all kinds of comments. They make me strive to be better.

BOOM!

A large explosion could be heard in the distance. Screams followed as well, and I immediately knew the scene wouldn't be pretty. I ran as fast as I can, cursing at myself for not doing more laps around my town. When I reached the source of the explosion, the sight was worse than I had previously though. A huge Magmortar, one that could make a Tyranitar squeal in fright, was laying waste to the neighborhood. I ducked to the side, barely dodging a huge Flamethrower. I reached for the only pokeball on my belt, and hoped I could save the town.

"Go! Blastoise!", I yelled at the top of my lungs. The dazzling after effects of the pokeball faded and my huge water friend appeared, roaring at the Magmortar to intimidate it. "Blastoise! Use Hydro Pump!", I screamed once more. Blastoise bellowed out a terrifying roar, and struck the opposing fire Pokemon with a blast of water strong enough to puncture steel. It was knocked to the ground in seconds, and seemed to be out cold. I gave myself a little cheer, and ordered Blastoise to start putting out all the fires. Other people started to send out their own pokemon to help, though I noticed that Blastoise was still leading the charge. I smiled, knowing his power could never be unmatched, and started to turn around.

Suddenly, I found myself being lifted up by a crowd of people who were cheering and chanting my name.

"Boston! Boston!"

"So handsome and brave!"

"Marry me now!"

I smiled wide, knowing that I would forever be the protector of Pallet Town, and a true Pokemon Master!

My eyes shot open quickly, and I groaned when realizing it was all a dream. 'Why can't that ever happen in real life? Just a little excitement! That's all I'm asking for!' , I thought to myself. I grudgingly pulled myself out of bed, and looked in the mirror. I guess I should explain some things. First of all, my name is Boston Colton. I'm 5'10, and 150 lbs. I have brown hair, and brown eyes. I never liked them much. I have broad shoulders, which I should thank my late father for, and tanned skin. I was born and raised in Pallet Town, just like the famous Red himself. My life hasn't been so eventful though. While I am 15, and clearly old enough for my starter pokemon, my mother believes the world is too dangerous for a "child" like me. I try explaining to her time and time again I'm a man now, but she never listens. That's why I made a deal with Professor Oak, Pallet's lead researcher in pokemon. He said I helped him every summer until I turned 15, he would provide me with one of Kanto's starter pokemon, and fund my journey. I knew it would put my mom at ease if I went on a journey, so I eagerly accepted. I've regretted it every day since.

No matter though. Today was the day I got my first pokemon. Though the decision of picking which was killing me. There was Squirtle, the water pokemon. It was known for power, nobility, and defense. Then there was Bulbasaur, the grass pokemon. It had devastating moves, and could take on even the strongest of types. Finally, there was Charmander, the most sought after starter. Mixed with both power and speed, this pokemon matched even the legendary pokemon after it's final evolution. I didn't know who to pick, because they were all so amazing! All had such power, and such grace that it was indescribable. There were few pokemon like them, and that's why it was so difficult to get them. You either had to win the approval of a professor, or earn enough money to buy one from the local daycare.

Without even realizing it, I was already fully dressed and heading downstairs. Thinking of pokemon really makes time fly. It was around 8:00 am, and I was trying to leave before mother woke up, so she couldn't stop me and ask where I was going. As I reached for the front door knob, a loud voice rang throughout the house. "BOSTON! IS THAT YOU?!" I yelped in terror and rushed out the door, running down the small dirt road and not stopping until I reached Oak's lab. The rest of Pallet town was quiet, and didn't measure up to the amazing building that stood before me. The building was pure grey, made from very expensive marble. There were fountains resembling many pokemon like Cloyster and Gyrados, and even a small play area in the back for the baby pokemon. I took a few deep breaths, and stepped up to the door. A few knocks later, and the door opened. There stood the world's most renowned pokemon researcher, smiling as always. His grey hair still shined, and his face held so much wisdom that I wish I could have one day. "Hello Boston! Ready to meet your new partner?" I smiled and nodded viciously, stepping inside. This was the first step to leaving this boring town, and becoming the strongest trainer in the world!

Thanks for reading if you did. My English teacher was the one who told me to write stories of my own, so I have to thank her. As you can see, I'm not the best writer, but I hope to improve on that. Feel free to comment anything to help me improve, and ask any questions you want. Thanks again!