-1Hello people of this earth and others who are not. This is my first story on my account so I hope you like it. Well enough talk, here is the story. Please review when done.

VS. Squirtle

"Sinnoh?" I repeated while staring at my father, "why do we have to go to Sinnoh for?"

"Because, Silver," My father said while putting a pile of books into a box labeled, "BOOKS", "my job requires me to move to Sinnoh to see how the Pokémarts are progressing and that they are running at full-functional speed."

"But couldn't you just go there to check them and just com-" I started but my father held his hand up to interrupt. He said, "No complaining Silver, and get to packing we leave tomorrow."

I gave my father a dirty look but did as I was told. My father ran the Pokémarts in the Sinnoh region. True, he went there a lot of the time but never to stay permanently. I somewhat hate my father if you hadn't noticed that already.

My mother looked in as I started to pack. She was carrying a pokéball in her hand. I looked up at her and she had a smile on her face.

"Here this Pokèmon might help you pack," She said while placing it on my bed, then left still with a small smile on her face. I had a small idea what the Pokemon was,

"Go Psych," I said while pressing the capsule's button. A Alakazam appeared in the space a front of me, "you know what to do, Psych."

The psychic Pokemon raised a arm with one of the spoons in hand. A blue aura surrounded his spoon and glowed in his eyes. A pile of my video games vanished and reappeared into a box. The psychic Pokemon then turned his attention to a neat pile of clothing.

Just then Father opened the door, scaring Psych who was in the middle of transporting the clothes to a box. The pile of clothes blew up sending clothes everywhere. A pair of underpants went and neatly set on top of my fathers head. I would of laughed but the knowing that I would get yelled at held me back.

"Silver!" Dad yelled, "what did I say about using Pokemon in the house! Especially when we are about to sell it! You are to clean this room without any Pokemon help." He then took Pysch's pokeball and returned it, and left with a serious look on his face. I have no idea how him and my mother got married. They had nothing in common.

I made a rude gesture at the closed door. My father had no right to take Psych away, it was Mom's Pokemon not his. I started packing anyway. If I didn't I would of got yelled at anyway.

XxXxX

The moving van was starting towards our new town, Sandgem Town. I, grumpily, was sitting in the back with all of our stuff. There was only one thing good about moving to Sinnoh.

I would be getting my starter Pokemon sooner then I would have in Kanto. Also my mother said she would give me a Pokemon that came from Kanto. For I wouldn't be able to get my starter there, which was going to be a Charmander.

The van stopped suddenly and I, who was starting to get up, was hurled forward. My head was on the floor and my behind was in the air. The door opened and light poured onto my face. I looked up to see my mother looking at me, a smirk playing across her face.

"Not one word," I said slowly as I got up and jumped down from the moving van. I looked up at our new house and wasn't surprised that my father found probably one of the plainest house ever.

It was a small ranch styled house with brown siding. Not what I would call exciting. My mother just gave me a look as she threw two ultraballs into the air.

A Machoke and a Machamp appeared and started taking the boxes out. My mother used to be a very good trainer. She even almost won the Elite Four but lost to the champion. My father barely made it past the second gym leader in Kanto then he decided to go into business. How boring so that is why I am trying to follow in my mother's footsteps, but there was one little snag I the way.

"Dad!" I yelled into the house, "when am I going to get my starter Pokemon?"

"Depends," My dad appeared in the doorway of our new house. He was holding two pokéball in his hands, "you must prove that you are worth it. Pick one."

He held out his hand, I randomly picked one. It had a long scratch on it that showed that it was a old. I threw it high into the air like expert trainers do. A Bulbasaur (named Leaf, it was one of my Dad's first Pokemon but it wasn't his starter) appeared in front of me.

My father threw the second pokeball onto the ground. A Squirtle (named Drop, still not my father's starter. I think his starter was a Charmander but I never meet it) was sent out onto the short-cut lawn. My mom sat on the steps of the house to watch.

"Tackle, Leaf," I said pointing a finger at my opponent. Leaf shot at Drop but the water Pokemon dodged it by jumping into the air.

"Water gun!" Dad yelled, Drop shot a jet of water from its mouth hitting Leaf. The leaf Pokemon was sent flying across the ground, but was barely hurt.

"Razor leaf," I said. The grass Pokemon shot leaves at Squirtle sending flying into a tree but he still got up, hurt. Then in a confident voice I yelled, "Solarbeam!"

Leaf put its seed into the air and it started to glow a dark green with little sparks of sunlight getting sucked in. Dad's eyes went to slits as he commanded a tackle attack.

Drop was only about a foot away from Leaf when a beam of green light came from the seed and hit Drop right in the chest. He was sent flying through the air into the open arms of my father. Who apparently wasn't ready to catch the fainted water Pokemon and he fell on his behind.

Mom stood up while clapping and smiling. My father returned the two started Pokemon. I stared at him, he looked up and nodded. I smiled for I knew, I was to get my starter Pokemon.

There that was the first chapter I know it wasn't very long. I also know that I didn't spell Pokémon or the other words with Poke in it right because it took so much time putting the e in. Well thanks for reading and please review.