Across the Pokemon World
Prologue
I never had a chance to go on an adventure with pokemon. I don't know why, I just didn't. Well, that's not exactly true. My dad didn't want me to go. He forbid me from getting my Pokemon Trainer's License, and went to Professor Rowan and made sure that if I did show up, he wouldn't give me a starter pokemon, like he gives to anyone who has turned 10. My dad insisted that I shouldn't and couldn't go on an adventure until I was 15. So, my 10th birthday came and went, and I didn't recieve a starter pokemon, didn't get my license, and was, despite my mother's best efforts to convince my dad, ultimately doomed to a full 5 years, at least, before my dad would decide I was old, and responsible, enough to go on an adventure through Sinnoh, Johto, Hoenn, Kanto, Unova, and beyond. But halfway through my 5-year waiting time, my demanding father and quiet mother got divorced. This brought on a bunch of changes. My mother got full-custody of me, my sister, the 2 sets of twins, my brother, and the new baby. We moved from boring old Floaroma Town (not that it wasn't nice, and pretty there, it was just boring), to Twinleaf Town, and all I know about Dad is that he moved to another region entirely. We never saw him again. That was how we liked it. So, 3-years after I turned 10, a couple of days before my 13th birthday, my mom asked me if I still wanted to go on an adventure.
"YES!" was my reply, and so, the days quickly went by, as arrangements were made, and bags were packed. I got more and more excited as the my 13th birthday drew nearer and nearer. It was finally time for me to head out into the world on my own.