HUEY AND XAVIER'S POKEMON JOURNEY
Chapter 1: Path of Truth
P.O.V: Huey
Hey my name Huey and I grew up in the quite town of Littleroot. Me and my parents had moved from Saffron city when I was eight years old, I had grow used to the sudden
increase in pokemon in the area as the city had some but not as much as this town and ever since I was five I've always wanted to become a pokemon trainer. It was a spring
morning and the light shone through my bedroom window irritating the heck out of me "mmm noo!" I groaned as the light seemed to focus on my eyes and with an
exasperated sigh I begrudgingly got out of bed "yippee…I'm up" I said sarcastically as I heard footsteps outside my door followed by my grandma coming in with a grin on her
face as she greeted her grandson. "Morning Huey" she said "Morning grandma, what's with the grin?" I asked as she grinned harder "welllll…you know how you always wanted
to be a trainer?" she said with a coy questioning look "yeaaahhhhh" I said as I hoped she would get to the point "well you got an invite from professor birch to be one of his
pokedex holders!" she said excitedly as I could feel my heart racing from the adventure that was unfolding in front of me just by her saying that. "Really! Yahooooo!" I yelled in
excitement as I got ready, my grandma didn't need to tell me that…I've been ready for this day for awhile now. I put on some red and white striped fingerless gloves and put on
a white and green sweater with blue jeans and some green rimmed white sneakers with a pair of red wings on each side. I filled my bag with essentials, 10 potions, 5 super
potions, a premium ball and 10 pokeballs, a map and lunch. I went downstairs and quickly said good-bye to my grandma and stopped to get a hug, my mom and dad was off on
their adventure already. As I got outside the crisp spring air kissed my brown skin as my light green hair (from my mom) and stared excitedly at the lab. As I made my way to
the lab I heard a commotion in the thin of a wall of trees that were next to me. I quickly went inside to see what the problem was and what I saw shocked me, two men one on
each side of the clearing glared at each other pokeball in hand, I would occasionally see them look down as they seemed to have a silent showdown for whatever was on the
ground. The bluish-green backed, small creature got up slowly, its body unsteady as I was close enough to see wounds, and it's once white paws and under belly were covered in
dirt and grime. Finally the men acted each throwing their pokeballs as the in blue yelled "go zubat!" and the one in red yell "get'm poochyena!" as a purple bat with two thin
spines coming from its lower half appeared as a small black hound with red eyes appeared in front of the man in red. (I've seen enough!) I thought as I burst from my hiding
spot, picked up the wounded pokemon and fled. Both men, too engrossed in their fight didn't notice. I quickly ran back to my grandmother's house to tend to the wounded
pokemon.
