Viktor's Journey

" Viktor!" said my Dad. " Psst, Viktor!"
"Hungh?" I said sleepily. " Whatsamatter." I said half asleep.
" It's Christmas!" he said excitedly. Snap. My eyes flew open and I sat up in bed. My alarm clock read 2:30am.
" Why so early?" I asked, by now wide awake.
" Because it's part of your Christmas present!" my Dad AJ said. ( Yes the guy who whooped Ash and the rockets with the Sandshrew) I grabbed a pair of pants, a sweatshirt, and a vest, and followed him out of my room and down into our kitchen. He handed me a sleek, dark blue Pokedex and 6 green and blue Pokeballs, and a canvas knapsack . When my Dad got married, he moved to the Orange Islands. Then, 2 months later, my Mom Daisy gave birth to me, Viktor. " You are 12 and you are going to start your Pokemon journey," Dad said.
" How touching." sneered Erik, the leader of Team Warp. ( Guys like Team Rocket). " Get them!" he said suddenly. about 200 Warps came forwards with guns in hand. I silently and quickly reached into my pocket and groped for what could save our lives. My hand closed around a smoke bomb. I hurled it at my feet, blocking us from view. " Come on!" my Dad said. He grabbed me and pulled me up the stairs.
" Honey, whats going on?" my Mom asked sleepily. He did not answer but barred the door and took both of our hands. " Pidgeot go!" he called. He pulled us up on Pidgeot and we flew away into the night.
" Those fools can run but they can't hide... because I always get what I want. Always.