The cool New Bark town wind was what woke Aurelio up , and not his alarm clock. He had been anticipating this day for too long. Finally. It was his tenth birthday. Aurelio , or Lio for short, got up from his warm bed and saw that the sun had just recently risen. It was still chilly outside, it was early spring. Lio got dressed and walked downstairs to see his mother making breakfast.
"Mom!" Lio was surprised his mother was up so early.
She smiled. "Lio honey, here are some pancakes. I'm sure this will brighten up your day".
Lio groaned. He was sick of his mom pampering him and taking care of him. But, he would soon get rid of it because he was starting his very own journey today.
"Open the package, Lio". Lio found a small package placed on the table, wrapped in brown cloth.
"What is it?" Lio asked, his mouth filled with pancake.
"Don't talk with your mouth full - and you'll find out when you open it".
"Okay." Lio answered, removing the brown cloth carefully. In it he found a small object shaped similar to a watch, with a digital screen on its surface. "A Pokegear?!" Lio exclaimed. "How much do these things cost?!"
"I got it so that I could get in contact with you during your journey. God knows how far you'll get."
"I'll get far. But don't worry, I won't waste all the money you spent on buying this." Lio checked the time written in the Pokegear.
"Gotta go! See you later!" Lio said, seeing that the hour was already 8:00
"Wait! The Professor said to come at 10:00!" Lio's mom shouted, then sighed. "I had a feeling this was going to be our last meeting in a while".
Lio's house was at the southeastern edge of New Bark while Elm's lab was in the north. At first Lio walked, then strode, then leaped and finally ran along the grassy meadows on the way to the lab. He was independent. He had been waiting for this his whole life. He could decide what to do with himself and with his Pokemon.
Lio, unlike many other children, did not receive a Pokemon from his parents before the age of ten. His father was always away in far off regions and his Mother could not afford to get a Pokemon and she did not have the time. But Lio didn't need any head starts. He would start with just one Pokemon at the age of ten you were supposed to. And he would be the strongest.
Lio arrived at Elm's lab at 8:30, an hour and a half earlier than he was supposed to. But he wasn't surprised that he was only second.
Sitting at Elm's front door was Kristen, the teacher's pet. She came from a rich family and already had six Pokemon from a young age. She thought she was better than everyone else but she was actually just an annoying brat. Well, at least she was better than Sylvester.
The light haired boy arrived just a moment after Lio. He had only one Pokemon who always rested on his shoulder. The evil looking metal bird. Skarmory. It never chirped and it always seemed to look at you and scan you. Lio would never want a Pokemon like that.
"You heard that Elm moved the meeting to 8:30." Sylvester mumbled.
"What!?" Lio yelled. If he would've woken up at the time he had planned… he might've missed his chance to pick whatever Pokemon he wanted. Kristen just yawned.
Professor Elm stepped out of the door. "I see you are all here… uh… Sylvester, Kristen and Lio…" he scratched his head. "I'm sorry for the last minute warning but I just had a meeting with an old friend scheduled for 10:00 and I forgot it."
"Come in". Elm gestured shyly. Kristen entered first, of course. She couldn't not be the first to pick her Pokemon if she had already slept here the whole night. Sylvester entered second, his Skarmory keeping a watch on the other two's movements. Lio entered last.
"Kristen. I'll let you pick first." Elm said.
"Chikorita." She answered immediately. "It's the only type I don't have yet".
Lio cursed under his breath. He had wanted Chikorita. And how many Pokemon did that girl have?
"Totodile." Sylvester murmured, and grabbed the blue Crocodile Pokemon.
Well, all that was left for Lio was the puny Cyndaquil. Lio took the Pokeball and looked at the small Pokemon inside. It was sleeping. He wondered if it was any good.
"Well then, here are five Pokeballs for each of you." Elm gave the small red spheres to Lio and Sylvester, Kristen said she already had them.
Lio had to make do with what he had. He was going to get to Route 29 quickly and train the little Cyndaquil to make it stronger.
"Beat you to Route 29!" Lio shouted, and stuck his tongue out at Kristen, hoping to irritate her. "Wait, Lio-!" Elm shouted.
Boom! Lio crashed into someone who had just stepped into the doorway.
"Professor, I see you have come early." Elm chuckled.
The man laughed. "Oh, and who is this lad over here?" Lio raised his head to look at the man who he had bumped into. "P-professor Oak?" Lio stuttered. "Oh, if it isn't little Lio! Your father is a very great man, you know?" "Y-yes."
Sylvester looked at Oak with an arrogant look but Kristen was just all over him. "Oh! Professor Oak! You are the one who invented the Pokedex, aren't you? You also have a radio show at Goldenrod with Mary, right? Can I get your autograph?"
Oak bellowed. "I heard that Elm was welcoming three new trainers today so I decided to bring these along." Oak pulled out three red gadgets and tossed them to the three new trainers.
Sylvester caught his with ease. "Huh." He said. "What a coincidence."
Kristen fell to the floor. " A Pokedex! I can't believe I was honored enough to receive this great invention!"
Lio grinned. If Professor Oak was here, he couldn't stand being the weakest one.
"Hey Kristen, wanna battle?" He offered. Kristen perked up the moment Lio uttered the word 'battle'. "I wanna scan as many Pokes as I can with this Gizmo".
Kristen grinned. "I have way more experience than you! You're gonna lose!"
"What matters is willpower!" Lio said. "Go, Cyndaquil!" The small fiery Pokemon appeared in front of Lio. "Hm, what should I call it?" Lio wondered.
"A nickname?" Sylvester jeered.
"Oh, I know! I'll call him Ace! Because that's exactly what he is!" Lio said, ignoring Sylvester's rude comment.
"Go Chikorita!" Kristen summoned her green Pokemon, an elitist smile on its face just like its owner. "Come one, Lio, how much time are you taking? I've already scanned both of our Pokemon and remembered Chikorita's moves by heart!"
"Just a sec". "Cyndaquil, The Fire Mouse is timid, and always curls itself up in a ball. If attacked, it flares up its back for protection". The Pokedex uttered. "Alright, and now Chikorita". "Chikorita, The Leaf Pokemon. Asweet aroma gently wafts from the leaf on its head. It is docile and loves to soak up the sun's rays."
"Chikorita, use Tackle!" The small green Pokemon jumped up at Ace and literally tackled him. The two Pokemon started grappling when Lio shouted, "Ace, use Leer!" Ace raised his eyes to Chikorita's eye level and tried to glare at it, but with no success. "Idiot." Sylvester said. "It's eyes are closed, how is it supposed to glare at Chikorita?" Lio hit his own head. "What the hell! Then why does it say it it can use it in the Pokedex!"
Oak laughed. "Sorry, my bad."
"Uagghhh!" Lio heard Ace groan as Chikorita smashed its head on Ace's chest. Ace was dazed and he could barely stand on his feet. "An up front Tackle, that's bad. Ace, tackle it as well!" Ace jumped at Chikorita but Chikorita was much faster. "Heh!" Kristen laughed. "Experience does beat willpower. You have no experience, and your Cyndaquil has no willpower!" While Ace was stumbling from his missed attack, Chikorita came at him from behind. "Tackle!" Kristen yelled, and Ace was done for. Lio immediately recalled Ace into his Pokeball and sighed.
"Beat you to Route 29!" He shouted and ran off.
"An interesting bunch you have this year." Oak laughed.
"Yes. Yes indeed." Elm replied.
Lio's Stats:
Cyndaquil name Ace
Moves: Tackle , Leer
Pokemon Seen: 2
Pokemon Owned: 1
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