Hello everyone, if your coming back and wondering "where in the name of Arceus is the story?" allow me to explain. I've been thinking for a while now and recently after having a conversation through PM with an author whom I love, who in case you are wondering is the user FlygonNick I would highly recommend his stuff, I've come to a decision. I am rewriting the entire story from first person into third person omniscient, so it will probably take a few days to complete the whole process before I can get back to where I was. Sorry for the inconvenience, but I think that this will only improve the story and I want to give you all my best work possible. And if you're new, welcome! It's always a pleasure to get new readers! Thanks for understanding everyone! In the meantime, here's chapter one rewritten.

Chapter 1: Home

The howling wind bit like an angry Mawile. Sun's heart raced as he pounded through the blizzard plaguing Snowpoint City.

"Moon! Mom's really worried come on you need to come home!" Sun practically threw the words into the air, where they were quickly stolen by the wind. Sun had lost track of how long he had been after his sister, but it was long enough for him to lose feeling in almost his entire body, adrenaline being the only thing keeping him going. Sun had finally made his way far enough north to encounter the Snowpoint Temple. It was faint at first, but as soon as Sun was it he pounded towards the large granite building hoping against hope that his sister was there. The door to the large building was slightly ajar, which have Sun a small ray of hope. He approached the imposing structure with the statues of Regice, Regirock, and Registeel staring down at disapproving. Sun ignored their gaze as he entered the forbidden building, hoping to find anything that could point him towards his sister's location. It was just as cold inside as it was outside, but a shelter from the wind was a welcome change to the fifteen year old. Sun glanced around the room, looking for any sign of life when he felt a large crash that shook the foundations of the ancient Sinnohan building. Sun's heart somehow raced even faster when he heard his dark haired sister's voice scream from the lower levels of the temple. Sun ran as fast as he could, which was rather slow considering the icy floor caused him to fall several times, to the lower floors of the building. He made it to the bottom floor and saw a massive white and yellow golem stand next to a large cracked section of icy ground. It stood nearly thirteen feet tall and had a fist raised ready to smash Sun's sister who was cowering in the corner from the gigantic legendary pokémon. Sun was so distracted by the massive golem that he almost didn't notice that his father was there as well. Sun and Moon's father was holding an odd metal device which seemed to be emitting an odd beam of energy at Regigigas. Sun was about to react when a near blinding flash of light accompanied by a thunderous boom, and just like that, Moon was simply gone.

Sun jolted up in his bed covered in nervous sweat. He took a deep breath and looked around the room for what had interrupted his nightmare. Not that he was mad that he had been woken up, quite the opposite in fact. After all, anything to pull him out of his distortion world of a subconscious was welcome. Sun's tired grey eyes finally came to the computer screen he had on his desk, which had lit up with a small icon of a camera flashing on it indicating a video call. Sun wondered who in Arceus' domain could be calling this late at night, but answered the call anyway. The small icon grew to several times its ordinary size and a window featuring a tan shirtless man appeared.

"Hang on, give me a sec." The caller muttered to himself as he adjusted the camera that showed him. He was wearing an odd pair of blazers and a white hat with a rainbow design on it. He finished adjusting the camera and waved at the tired teenager who was struggling to remain awake.

"Hey there! Good afternoon!" He greeted excitedly.

"Hi, you do know that it's the middle of the night in Sinnoh right?" Sun replied somewhat annoyed at the lab coat wearing man in the other side of his monitor.

"It is? I'm sorry I didn't know! Anyway so you're finally moving to Alola tomorrow right?" He asked as he typed something on a keyboard that was out of the camera's view. As he did so a map featuring four islands of varying sizes appeared. Sun assumed that this man was the Alolan Professor Kukui, who Sun's mom had told him would be calling.

"Alola is a region made up of several islands. That could be the reason it's full of nothing but rare Pokémon, yeah!" Kukui announced. He smiled before pulling out a pokéball and releasing a small brown dog like pokémon.

"There's no shortage of cool pokémon here either. Such mysterious creatures! Here in Alola we love our pokémon, and depend on them heaps too." The Alolan professor spoke as he pet the small dog he had released.

"I know what pokémon are my mom does work at the Pokémon Center after all. And by the way, we're not moving for another three months." Sun told the lab coat wearing Alolan.

"Oh ok, sorry I tend to go on tangents about these things." The professor told the young Sinnoh native before sending the small dog pokémon off to play on its own.

"Anyway, your mom sent me some pictures, I need you to choose one for your trainer passport." Kukui told Sun as he reached under his desk and pulled some pictures out from underneath the camera's view. Each of them featured the young Sinnohan in some way. It didn't take long for Sun to choose a picture, and with that, him and the professor wrapped up conversation and the call was ended so Sun could get back to sleep. Sun simply returned to his bed, and attempted to fall back asleep. He couldn't however because the call he received had sent thousands of thoughts racing through his head. Did he really want to go to Alola and uproot his entire life? It's not like he had much left here though, there wouldn't be anything to gain by staying. A flurry of contradictory thoughts entered Sun's mind as he struggled to process everything that was happening. Snowpoint City was home right? It didn't feel like home anymore, nowhere did. Nowhere could.