This chapter is the first of hopefuly many. I created this story with just a thought in my head. It's a trilogy, really. I hope to continue this first book if the story get's good reviews. Either way, I hope you guys like it. This is a more serious, harsher Pokemon-based story, set in a different timeline without Ash and co. The only similarities between the characters are the Gym Leaders.

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'And so, our hero is steady on his path to the Indigo Plateau, where he will face the Elite Four, and defeat them with his amazing team of-'

"Samual! What are you doing sleeping in class?" Sam snorted awake, and looked around. Everyone was staring at him, barely holding back laughter. Mrs. Huskett scowled at Sam, who was still barely awake. "If today wasn't your last day, I would have you serve detention for the rest of the year!" That's right, it was Sams birthday today. He was 16 now, and legible to start his Pokemon journey now. His parents had signed him up to get his license at age 16, so they wouldn't have to worry about him to much. It was all up to the parent when they wanted their child to go on their journey.

He just nodded like he was paying attention. Sam wasn't in the mood to act like he was paying attention. He just wanted to get out, and receive his very first Pokemon. He yawned once, before picking up his pencil, and connecting it to the piece of paper in front of him.~

School was over. At least for Sam it was, and that was all that mattered. He had to decide for a starter Pokemon now. He couldn't decide over Torchic, Piplup, and Oshawott. He wasn't really interested in Fire Pokemon. They were weak against the first gym he was up against. Sam had lived in Petalburg City his whole life, so he had to take a journey to get to the Pokemon Lab, which was in Littleroot Town. He figured he might as well stop at his house to say goodbye.

Grabbing the doorknob of his home, he pushed the door open.

"SURPRISE!"

It really was no surprise for Sam. He had heard his mom whispering to his sisters about it. But he acted like he wasn't expecting it. Grinning wildly, he said, "Thanks!" And walked in. A big, fat chocolate cake sat on the Kitchen table, just begging to be eaten, and their Growlithe, Sparky, was sitting in the corner eating a slab of beef jerky.

"Sammy! Sammy! Carry me!"

Sam looked down at his little sister, her arms outstretched to hold his hands. He smiled warmly, and, taking off his backpack gently, he bent down, while she climbed onto his back. Her light, fragile, 4 year old body was easy to carry, and they both laughed while Sam ran around the room, Jen bouncing on his back.

"Okay you two, let's start with the cake! Uncle jack will be here any minute!"

Sam slowed down, and bent over, rolling Jen off his back and onto the couch. "Come on, Jen-Jen." He cooed. She laughed hysterically before hopping off the cushions, waddling towards the table. After sitting down, they all cut the pieces of cake for themselves and one for Uncle Jack when he got here. They left two chairs empty on the table; One for Jack, and one for the picture of Sams father.

'Knock knock.'

"The doors unlocked, come on in!" The door crashed open as a middle-aged, bald man with a Hawaiian Floral Patterned shirt walked in with a suitcase. He wore a pair of black sunglasses, and looked around the room, after finally resting his eyes on Sam.

"Kiddo! How ya been? It's been years!" Sam pushed his chair open, and ran into Uncle Jacks open arms. They felt so warm. So warm, and hairy. Unnaturally hairy. He needed to get that fixed.

"It's good to see you, Uncle.. We missed you." Sam murmured.

"It's good to see you two.. I haven't seen you since..." Jack stopped, his voice cracking. He took a glance at the picture of his brother sitting on the table. He was so genuine in it. His light brown hair was flowing, reaching not past his ears. He had that natural tan on him, and was in great shape for someone his age.

Jack looked back at Sam, and smiled sadly. "He would be so proud of you right now.."

After another moment of them all hugging, Sams mom let Jack sit down, and they began the beautiful cake, with Sparky begging for more Jerky strips.