Hello! And Welcome to my first full length story! I'm new to the area of writing, but I hope you all give my story a try, I know its not about Ash, or any of the famous characters, but most of them all make an cameo in my story! So I hope you will all take the time to read this story and please review, let me know how I'm doing, tell me what you like and what you dislike! All your wise words are much appreciated, but now without further adieu I give you my work. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon

Chapter 1: The Beginning of a Dream

In the world of Pokémon when a young boy or girl reached the age of ten they were allowed to go out and receive their first Pokémon. In the land of Sinnoh that rule was no different. When the young boys and girls reached ten they went to Sandgem town and received their first Pokémon from the professor there. But for a boy named Timothy the rule of being ten did not apply to him for his parents said he had to wait until he was sixteen before he could start his journey as a Pokémon trainer. And that sixteenth birthday for Timothy is where our tale of success and struggle, love and hardship, and that undying dream of becoming the world's greatest trainer begins.

The sun peaked into Timothy's room and hit him on the face. A young teenage boy with brown eyes and soft brown hair yanked the covers of his bed over his head. He tried to fall back asleep but as he tried his alarm went off. Timothy threw off the covers and slammed his fist down on his alarm clock, it stopped sounding. Timothy decided since he was up he might as well stay up. He groggily walked around the room trying to find his shirt and pants. He found them in opposite corners of the room. He was confused on how they could have gotten there but he didn't really care. As he pulled his shirt over his head he glanced at his somewhat broken alarm clock. It read 8:25, and with that Timothy grabbed his headband from his desk and ran downstairs.

Timothy ran into the kitchen and saw a built handsome man with dark hair in a suit sitting at the table reading a paper. At the man's side sat a velvet colored Pokémon with a red stone on its head, fairly large ears and a forked tail. This man was Timothy's father named Robert and his lifelong companion Espeon. At the stove cooking breakfast was a beautiful woman with blonde hair that fell just below her shoulder. She was in a nice dress and had an apron wrapped around her. At her side watching her cook was a black Pokémon. The Pokémon had a bushy tail that looked like a thick paint brush; its ears looked similar but represented more of a thinner paintbrush. The Pokémon also had yellow circles on its body. The woman cooking was Timothy's mother named Lyla and her Pokémon Umbreon. His father set down his paper rubbing his chin. He spoke up loudly for Lyla to hear.

"Honey listen to this," he said in a solemn voice.

"What is it dear?"

"I guess to the East of here Team Galaxy has set up their headquarters in Veilstone City."

Lyla turned away from her cooking with worry in her eyes. "What do you think they could want?"

"I don't know dear I just don't know. The story reads that they are trying to gather three mythical Pokémon but no one knows what they plan to do if they get what they want."

"You don't suppose they are talking about the three Pokémon from the lakes do you?"

"There is a possibility, if it's true then," Robert narrowed his eyes, "we will have to keep a close eye on Lake Verity."

"Yes dear we will."

They both abruptly stopped talking when they noticed their son leaning against the doorway listening to what they were talking about.

"Well Good Morning Timothy!" his dad resounded at him.

"Good Morning Dad, Good Morning Mom."

"Good Morning to you as well Timothy, his mother said back cheerfully, so is there anything my special birthday boy would want on his special day?"

Timothy ran all the possible breakfast meals through his head that he might want to eat, but as he pictured himself eating each one it made him sick and he replied to his mom, "I'll just have a bowl of cereal, thanks anyways mom."

"No problem sweetie." Timothy's mom smiled at him then returned to the stove carefully cooking Robert's eggs.

Timothy walked slowly over to the cupboard to go grab a bowl. He had forgotten that today was his birthday; he could hardly remember how old he was. When he was ten he was all excited about getting his first Pokémon, but his parents said that he was at too young of an age to start training so they made him wait until he was sixteen. Timothy sighed and grabbed his bowl and a box of Poke O's. Timothy was pouring his cereal when he felt something rub against his leg; he looked down and saw Espeon rubbing against his leg.

"Hey there Espeon," He reached down and scratched the sun Pokémon behind the ear. "Espe!" The Pokémon let out a gleeful reply and leapt away. Timothy sighed again. How much he wished for his very first Pokémon, he even picked out what his first Pokémon would be, in case he ever got one. But the way things were going Timothy had a feeling in his gut that he would not have a Pokémon for a long time, or worse, never. He glumly walked over to the table and started eating his Poke O's. His parents looked at him and wondered why he was so glum.

"Timothy why the long face? It's your birthday you know, you should be happy!" His dad tried his best to cheer him up, but it didn't work, Timothy just kept shoving spoonfuls of cereal into his mouth not saying a word. His dad sighed and went back to his eggs.

At that time the phone rang. "I'll ge…" Before Timothy even stood his dad took off like a rocket and answered the phone. Timothy looked at his mother. "Why does he want to answer the phone so bad?"

His mother thought, I can't tell him who's really on the phone that would just ruin his present, hrmm, oh I know I'll just say that it's one of his father's business partners, "Must be one of his business partners."

Timothy eyed his mother with suspicion, "I never knew dad was so eager to talk to a partner." His mother just smiled and went back to picking off of her husband's eggs.

Timothy's father returned to the table from his phone call, as he sat down Timothy shot a question at him. "So dad who was it?"

Robert looked at his son and smirked, "It's none of your business son, just my business partner and I straightening out a few details."

Timothy smirked back, "Oh so if it was just your business partner than why were you so eager to talk to them?"

Robert looked at his son, great now how am I going to get myself out of this one, that Timothy he's as smart as his mother, knowing that when I'm stuck in a corner I always spill the beans, but not this time, what's a good excuse, hrmm, think Robert think.

"Well dad? Why were you so eager?"

Robert felt sweat build up, "W-well you s-see son I-I umm…" The phone rang again.

"I think I'll get it this time, Timothy went to the phone, Hello?"

"Yes this is Harold, I am doing business with your father, may I speak with him?" "Sure" Timothy put the phone on hold and told his dad it was for him. Robert wiped the sweat from his brow and went over to talk.

Timothy losing any energy he had about finding a secret plan that his parents had walked into the living room plopped down on the couch and turned on the tv. As he turned on the tv he saw the very person that he someday wish he could be. On the tv was none other than Ash Ketchum who had just won the World Pokémon Tournament. The lady on the screen was asking Ash some questions, Timothy sat up straight and listened to what his role model had to say.

"So tell me Ash what do you plan to do now that you won the world tourney?"

Ash Ketchum was only three years older than Timothy, but Timothy held high respect for Ash and wished he could be like him someday.

"May and I plan to go back to Hoenn so that we can visit her family again."

The reporter looked confused, "May I ask who May is?"

Ash blushed, "Oh I'm sorry she's my girlfriend, her dad is the gym leader of the Petalburg City Gym."

"I see, and what are your plans after that."

"I plan on going back to the Sinnoh region, I have some old friends there that I would like to visit and then I might practice in Mt. Coronet. It sure will help build Pikachu's strength as well as the other Pokémon."

"And one more quick question before we leave. What is one piece of advice you would give to new trainers just getting on their way?"

"To always follow their hearts, if they listen to what their hearts have to say nothing will get in the way of them achieving their goals."

"Thank you for you time Ash."

Timothy shut the tv off and went to find his parents, if he wanted to achieve his dream of becoming a great Pokémon trainer he would need to tell his parents what he wanted to do. Timothy ran into the kitchen and was shocked to see an older man who was dressed up pretty nicely, the man had gray hair and a gray mustache but Timothy recognized him right away. It was none other than Professor Rowan sitting at his table laughing with his parents. As Timothy started to walk he noticed in the Professor's lap three poke balls and his eyes widened. His mom noticed Timothy standing there and motioned him over. Timothy walked over his eyes still fixed on the three poke balls sitting in the Professor's lap. His mother started to speak.

"Professor Rowan, I would like you to meet my son Timothy."

Timothy muttered a shy hi back.

"You have to forgive my son, he's shy around people he doesn't know too well." Lyla bowed her head in embarrassment of her son of being so shy around such a famous man.

Professor Rowan spoke in a scruffy voice, "It's alright Lyla I understand if he's shy, there are many people who are shy around others. So tell me my boy," Timothy looked up, "are you ready to start your Pokémon journey?" Timothy looked confused, "I'm sorry sir, you must have mistaken, my parents won't let me have a Pokémon." Professor Rowan looked at him, "Are you sure my boy, I believe your parents think differently." The professor leaned back in his chair and went into thought. Timothy looked at both of his parents who were both beaming at him with bright cheery faces. Timothy wasn't sure what to think.

His dad spoke first, "Tim in case you have forgotten, we said that you could have a Pokémon when you were sixteen and this birthday in case you have forgotten is your sixteenth birthday."

His mother spoke next, "And now Timmy, the professor is here so that you may choose your first Pokémon, I have a feeling that whichever one you chose that Pokémon and you will bond and become best friends just like my Umbreon and I also with your father and his Espeon. We love you both very much Timothy and we want you to get out and explore and fulfill that dream of yours, so go on pick your friend."

Tears welled up in his eyes as he hugged his mom and told her how much he loved her and then went to his dad and hugged him and told him how much he loved him. He then went over to the Professor who had the three poke balls. The Professor looked Timothy right in the eye. "Now young man let me show you the three Pokémon you get to choose from." He lofted the first ball into the air, it cracked open and a stream of silver light appeared and hit the ground and it formed into a Pokémon, after the light faded a turtle Pokémon appeared, it had four stubby legs, a brown/black shell and a leaf on its head. The Pokémon shouted "Turtwig!" Turtwig yawned and soon fell asleep. "This Pokémon is Turtwig and she is a grass type. Now for the next one." The professor lofted the second ball into the air and it cracked open and released the Pokémon from with in. The Pokémon appeared and it was a monkey, it had big eyes, the top of its head looked like the top of an ice cream cone, its tail was a flame. The Pokémon shouted its name "Chimchar!" Chimchar started sniffing the air, then spotted the food on the table, it leapt up and started to eat. "This one is Chimchar and she is a fire type. Now are you ready for the last one?" Timothy nodded his head. The professor lofted the final ball into the air and like the ones before it opened and let the Pokémon kept inside out. The Pokémon that came out of this one looked like a penguin. It had a round head, stubby wings, and it looked like it was dressed up. The Pokémon proudly boasted its name, "Piplup!" It stood there with its wings on its hips acting like it was all important. "This is Pipup and he is a water type. Now my boy which one do you wish to choose." He pretended to look at each one and think about each certain one, but really Timothy had already picked his first Pokémon out six years ago. Timothy finally stopped looking at each. The Pokémon each stared at this new trainer hoping that they would be the one he picked. Timothy raised his hand and pointed to the one on the right. "I choose Piplup." Piplup jumped up and down and put his wings on his hips. The other two Pokémon looked sad. Timothy bent over to them. "It's alright you two, I'm sure you will find someone even better than me." He smiled at them and the Pokémon said their approval. The professor aimed the ball at Turtwig and Chimchar and a beam of red light shot out and converted the Pokémon back to energy so they could be stored in the ball. The professor put those two back in his bag and handed Timothy Piplup's ball. "Go on Timothy, Piplup is all yours now." Timothy nodded. "Piplup you ready buddy?" Piplup jumped up and down, "Pip Pip lup!" Timothy smiled at his new found friend and pointed the ball at Piplup, "Piplup return."

I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! Please review! I want everyone's opinion and I want to know if people like it! There would be no reason to go on if no one liked the story, thanks for your time! Until next time!