Ben balanced himself as he groggily got out of bed and shuffled lazily over to the window. It was probably about 9:00 a.m, which meant that once again he had slept in. He lazily took off his pajamas and changed into a green tee and jeans, his usual casual wear. Of course, he practically blundered down the stairs, unaware of anything except the need of more sleep. He had stayed up till one a'clock last night playing Pika-mania with his friend Jerry on the Poke'net. He could still hear the sound affects and the retro noises. Pika-mania was a game created in 2013, all about you, a Pikachu, surviving multiple waves of team rocket thugs. They had played until they both died to one of the bosses: A team rocket thug with a Garchomp! That was always where Ben lost. The game was lost until two months ago when it's primary programming was found and revamped into a classic reboot. The game was a hit with the people of the Kanto region. His Mom was home, standing over the stove, the smells of Sproink strips and fried Torchic eggs wafting over her shoulder. His Dad worked as a Pokemon researcher, so he was on a business trip in another region called Kalos. They all regularly lived in Viridian city, a small prosporous village south of Pewter city. "Hey Mom..." He groggily said, coming out as 'Mog' instead of 'Mom'. She turned and, with a sympathetic look, smiled at him. " Good morning Benny, and how are you?" She asked in a sing song voice, to which Ben simply responded to with a grunt, sitting down at the table, hunched over like an old man. "Any breakfast?" His mom frowned upon him, but straightened up and realized that most 15 year old boys acted this way when they first got up. "Here you are!" She set down a plate of bacon and fried eggs on the table in front of him, kissing him on the cheek, to which he grunted and pushed her back as he crazily attacked his food. "By the way Benny, you received a package this morning!" She shuffled off to a corner and brought back a very large package, wrapped in red paper with a bow on top. There was a packing receipt on the top. "Its from your father." Ben almost never received any gifts, especially this big. The last thing he got this big was his Pokecomputer a few years ago. He dropped his fork and knife, ripping open the package, revealing a box sealed with packaging tape. He turned and got a knife from the kitchen drawer and cut the seal, carefully removing the flaps one by one, until the contents were revealed: A Poke-ball, a letter, a potion, and, to Ben's big suprise, his father's old shoulderbag that he used to carry his Pokemon in. "Wow." Ben said in awe. He had just received his very own Pokemon! He picked up the letter:
Dear Ben,
I know that you always wanted your very own Pokemon, and now that you have turned fifteen, I have no choice but to oblige to your request. This Pokemon's name is 'Skiddo'. It is a grass type goat Pokemon, and is very fierce indeed. They can only be discovered here in the Kalos region, and I've heard that when they evolve, you can easily ride on their backs. I also have given you my old leather bag that I used when I went exploring long ago. Last but not least, a potion, which will restore twenty health points to one of your Pokemon. Go out there and learn everything you can about the Kanto region!
Love,
Your Dad
Ben was so shocked; he now had his very own Pokemon to go exploring with! "Me and your father have talked about this for a very long time; but have never been able to fullfil this tall order, until now when your father is somewhere where he can get something other than a Rattata or a Pidgey. Great Pokemon, of course, but very common. Now you'll be one of the only boys in all of Kanto with a Kalos region Pokemon! Think of it as a VERY early birthday gift, since circumstances dictate that now is the time." Ben felt so touched that his parents had done something so amazing for him. "Well, go ahead, release him!" She said. "What? Oh, OH, yeah." He said, returning from his daze. He picked up the ball and pressed the middle white button, releasing a ball of energy that shaped itself into a Skiddo. Then, colors filled in and movement appeared. The creature was adorable! It was about three fett tall, and it had little horns sprouting out of its forehead, and green leaves sprouting out of it's back, giving it the appearence of a saddle. It made a little bleat seeing it's new owner. "Hey there little guy..." Ben leaned over and slowly stroked it's head, to which it responded with a content kind of pur. "Mom, this is awesome. Thank you" he leaned over and kissed his mother on the cheek, and turned back to the Skiddo. "I think, for the sake of friendship, I'm going to call you Skid. Is that alright with you?" he asked. The creature made the content pur again, making Ben wonder if this creature was truly a pure goat... "Well, that settles it. Mom, if you dont mind, I think I'll go show my friends my new Pokemon!" His Mom turned. "Okay, but doesnt Jerry live out in Cerulean City? That's a long way, dont you think?" Ben returned Skiddo. "Aw, Mom, I'll be fine now that I have my very own Pokemon! It'll be even faster since I can ride on his back!" Ben's Mom looked at him and the bag he had around his shoulder. She couldnt resist the urge to think how much he looked like his father when he was younger. "Okay-" Ben was immensely excited, and he began to run upstairs to pack when his Mom stopped him. "-but you have to agree to call every day, otherwise I will call you back home. I need to know that you are OK." she finished. "Ugh, fine Mom. Whatever you say. He finished packing his things including his Pokegear, and, after many tearful goodbyes on his Mom's part, he headed out. He had only gone about a mile, fending off wild Pokemon with Skid, until he was hit from behind, and the world became dark...