A/N: Sup y'all, this is my first story lol, hope y'all enjoy. btw the main character's name is Leo cuz Lion and Pokémon Sun's mascot is a... nvm you get it.

Prologue: How to not start your journey.

I can't wait for my first Poke adventure!

That's what most mindless 10 year olds would say. But not I folks. Imagine growing up seeing a twenty-two year old man with a pikachu, which survived GOD, and seeing him fail every league depressingly and still looking as young as the day we was born. Poor guy also got dumped by all the girls he traveled with...

That's why I, Leo the Great Playboy Master EX, shall not turn down that path and focus on women. Pokémon are fun and all but have you seen that Nurse Joy booty? Slut gives head at the back of the Pokémon center just for you to try and give her money. The bitches stand at the counter all day, how else will they get some?

Anyway, you wonder why a well mannered stud like myself was talking about a pathetic Pokémon adventure anyway. That's because of my stupid bitch of a mother. She caught me nailing that one swimming bitch in Cerulean City, I think her nme was Missy? Mishal? I digress. Back to the story, my mother saw me and forced me to live off on my own in Alola and I can only get back if I become the champion of the region! Stupid cunt. She probably only did that to have some extra down time with my stepdad Oak. Why would she even go for that guy? He's older than Celebi itself.

*Ring Ring*

Fuck. It's the infamous FaceTime interview. Where the professor asks you stupid questions to try and 'help' you settle in on your journey. This sort of works for 10 year olds but I'm fucking 16. Just show me a form so I can sign it and go away faster than a Raichu with Quick Claw and extreme speed.

"Hi there!" a voice cheered. It had the tinge of an over enthusiastic maths teacher, ejacualting over the square root of pi. "Welcome to the Pokemon world! This wor-".

"Leo. 16. Yes I'm male. No I haven't had a Pokemon. And don't ring my door bell or enter my house before 10:00am."

I looked up at the screen and saw stereotypical surfer with a hat. His facial expression indicating that he wasn't used to someone having as great of an attitude as me.

"Woah dude. You should chill, yeah. But see you at Alola. Woo!". What the fuck was that? Why does he talk like that?

"Leo! Pack your stuff!." Fuck you mom, you can't tell me what to do. All I hope is that I could get some there.

A/N: and that's the prologue! Comment if you want to see him get some next chapter lol. SoulEatah out.