It was a bright, sunny day in Pallet Town. Bird Pokémon alike were flying in the sky while the Pokémon on the ground scurried and ran around, looking for food. Today was a special day for four trainers of this town, for they would receive their starter Pokémon and begin their epic journey on becoming trainers!
This story revolves one of said trainers, a young boy who has grown up in a one story house all his life. This trainers name was, Kevin! And today, he would begin his journey to become the best trainer to ever live!
(Pallet Town. Kevin's house.)
In a reddish brown brick with matching tile, one story house is where we find our newest trainer to be. In a blue wall, ceiling, and carpeted room is where Kevin was getting ready. He was a pale boy, who stood at a impressive (for his age) 5'11, had brown eyes, and very short, light brown hair. He wore a pair of black shirts which reached his knees, a pair of blue and black sneakers, a blue t-shirt, and a blue baseball cap, which had a black pokeball on its front. A pair of black, fingerless gloves fit snug on his hands.
He breathed in and breathed out.
"Ok, getting my starter. Gotta stay calm, gotta, gotta pump myself up. Yeah, yeah, you got this!" He started jumping up and down, laughing to himself as he punched the air. "You got this! You the man! You gotta, stop talking to yourself." He stopped jumping and groaned, before slapping his forehead. Great, he was doing it again!
"Kevin! You're going to be late!" His mother shouted from his parents room, which was sadly, right next to his room. He sighed again.
"Ok mom! Thanks!" He shouted back, before slinging his blue backpack over his shoulders. Looking around once more, with the walls filled with posters and shelves littered with toys and other objects, he smiled and turned the light off. He'd miss this room, but luckily, it wouldn't be the last time he'd see it. He walked out of the room and through the house, to the door. With his mom and dad in tow, of course.
His moms name was Helen and his dads name was Brian. Hele was about 5'5, with skin like Kevin's, brown eyes, and short, but curly brown hair. She had glasses, wore black pants, a dark red t-shirt, and had a pair of white sandals. Brian had short gray hair, very tanked skin, and was 6'0 foot. He had black pants, a blue t-shirt, and light brown slippers.
"Now remember to stay safe, eat right, and always call us. No matter the time of day, call." Brian ordered.
"I know dad, I know."
"And remember you can come home at any time! Doesn't matter if you're homesick, scared, or just bored of traveling!" Helen informed.
"Yes mom, I know. You've told me this about 57 times already." He stated, before going up to the couch and scratching behind Eevee's right ear. Eevee was the family pet, which Brian had gotten Helen when Kevin was about 4 and a half years old.
Eevee lazily wagged his tail and yawned, tired from going to sleep late last night.
Kevin opened the door, before turning and giving each parent a hug and kiss. Helen however, made the hug longer.
"We'll miss you sooooooooo much!" She exclaimed, rocking him and herself back and forth.
"I know. I'll miss you guys too." He hugged back, before they separated. "I'll drop by after I get my Pokémon for a final goodbye." He informed, before walking out of the house. A sudden sad and nervous feeling hit him hard, but he pushed on.
"We love you!" They shouted in unison.
"I love you guys too!" He shouted back, before making his way to Professor Oaks.
Other than the chirping Pidgeys and squawking Spearows, it was quiet out. Kevin breathed in and out, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. Which didn't help as the lab came into view.
"Which one should I pick?" He asked himself. "Squirtle? Hmm, no. I'd rather have a Poliwrath, or a Gyarados, or maybe even a Vaporeon. Charmander? A Charizard would be cool, but I heard that sometimes they grow attitudes and don't listen to their trainers. Bulbasaur maybe?"
"I see your talking to yourself again Kevin." A voice stated, causing Kevin to jump in shock. Turning to the voice, he realized it was Professor Oak, who was watering the flowers that were underneath one of the labs windows...it was also there that Kevin realized he had walked up the stairs without noticing.
"Uh, uh y-yeah P-Professor Oak. S-Sorry." He smiled, awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. Oak just laughed.
"Quite alright my boy, nothing to apologize for. I do it all the time!" Oak reassured, before walking towards the front door. "I assume you're here to get your starter."
"You assume right!"
"Excellent. You're the second one here, so I'll let you pick one and let you on your way, like I did with the first." Oak informed as he opened the door and walked inside, Kevin following close behind.
'Second?' Kevin thought. 'Who got here before me?'
"Uh Professor, if you don't mind me asking, who got here first?"
"Why, it was Kay of course!" He stated with a smile. "She was here bright and early, around six or so. She was quite eager to get started."
'Ha, shouldn't of known she'd be here before any of us.' Kevin thought with a chuckle.
Kevin and Kay had been friends since they were six. They met from chasing wild Pokémon, Kay was chasing a Rattata and Kevin was chasing a Caterpie. The Pokémon climbed down a hole, causing them to smash into each other. They laughed it off, before chasing new Pokémon.
"Well, here are the last two." Oak said, gesturing to the two pokeballs that sat on the metallic table. There was a pokeball in front of a green and blue circle, while the red one had nothing.
'Of course she'd pick Charmander. Girl's a hot head.'
A rusting caught Kevin's attention and he turned, only to see something yellow dash up the stairs. Pokeballs opening caught his attention and he turned again to the source. The professor has released the last two.
"Squir-Squirtle!/Bulba-saur!" They shouted in unison.
"Squirtle the water type and Bulbasaur the grass type. The last two starters to choose from."
"Uh, what about the yellow thing that ran upstairs?" Kevin asked, causing Oak to blink in confusion. Eventually it hit him and he laughed.
"Oh, that was a Pikachu. I found him chewing on some wires and caught him. I was thinking about giving him to whoever came last."
"Oh, cool." Kevin replied, before staring down at the two. Squirtle waved it's little hand while Bulbasaur waved one of its vines. He reached down, picked Bulbasaur up, and raised it to eye level. "You're a cute little thing, aren't ya?" He asked, causing the grass type to blush and use one of its vines to rub the back of its head.
"Bulba-Bulbasaur."
"I think I'll take Bulbasaur, Professor Oak." Kevin informed, causing Squirtle to freeze in shock. It lowered its head in sadness, before it was returned. The grass type cheered and proceeded to nuzzle against Kevin's chest.
"Not following in your brothers footsteps I see." Professor Oak laughed, before walking over to a counter to grab the rest of Kevin's supplies.
Kevin had two older brothers, both of whom went on their journeys over eight years before Kevin was born. One had quit about halfway through, and the other had gotten further before quitting. Now one had a job, a home, a wife, two kids with a third on the way, and of course, his Pokémon. The other was a stay at home dad of five kids while the wife worked, they to had a home. But he sent his Pokémon to live with Oak, seeing as how it was hard enough feeding five kids and themselves, let alone multiple Pokémon.
"These are your pokeballs and pokedex." Oak informed as he showed Kevin a tray, filled with the items he just listed. "After battling a wild Pokémon, throw a pokeball at it in order to catch it. If it's weak enough it'll be caught and you'll own it. Whenever you need more pokeballs simply call and I'll send you some extra. Speaking of extra, once you catch six Pokémon, any new ones you catch will be teleported here, which you can trade out for any you have on hand at any time. And finally, the pokedex is to identify new Pokémon you'll meet on your journey."
Nodding, Kevin placed Bulbasaur back onto the table before digging through his backpack. He pulled out a small, gauntlet like device and put it on his left forearm. With it on, he placed each pokeball into one of six slots, with the sixth being empty for the moment. He also placed the pokedex in his right pocket.
"But be warned, there may be trainers from other parts of the world you may come across here in Kanto. Their Pokémon will not be identified, since this pokedex can, for now, only label the ones native here."
"Got it, but how often do trainers from other regions visit?"
"Hmm, not often. You may come across 10 or so, but of course this is just a estimate on all the stories I've heard over the years." Oak stated. "You have a long journey ahead of you, Kevin. Trainers old and new, strong and weak, will challenge both when you most and least expect. Some play clean, others dirty, so it's your job to make sure not only your Pokémon are prepared, but you as well. I've watched and the other three grow from babies to the fine young men and women you are today. I know you'll not only do me and your parents proud, but Pallet Town as well."
Kevin felt chills at that. So much responsibility, and yet, so much encouragement and kind words! People were going to be rooting for him, so he better not disappoint.
"I'll do my best professor! Thank you for all the help!" He said, before turning to Bulbasaur. "Ok Bulbasaur, it's time we get going. I'm going to return you for now, ok?"
"Bulba!" The grass type nodded with a smile, which it kept as red light enveloped and swallowed it whole. Kevin placed the pokeball in the last slot, and walked towards the door.
"Bye professor Oak!"
"Goodbye Kevin! And good luck!"
His heart was beating a mile a minute, and he had the biggest smile he could produce. Nothing could ruin his mood! He opened the door and-
Whack!
He walked into someone, and he clutched his nose in pain.
"Ow! What the?"
"Kevin?"
Opening his eyes, Kevin was surprised at seeing None other than-
"Gary?" Kevin asked, staring down at the brunette as he to, held his nose in pain. They had walked into each other, but only Gary had gone down. "Sorry about that. Didn't see you there." Kevin reached down, offering Gary his hand.
"Of course you didn't loser." Gary grumbled, but did accept it anyway. "Thanks."
Kevin and Gary weren't friends, nor were they enemies. 'Rival' and 'acquaintance' were better ways to describe the two. It'd been this way ever since they were five.
"No problem..."
"So, you got here before me, huh? Who'd you pick?"
"Hmm not telling. Where the fun in that be?" Kevin laughed.
"Typical Kevin. Always making things more difficult then they need to be." Gary sighed, shaking his head.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever."
"It's true! You've always taken the more difficult path! You're hard headed."
"Well at least I didn't blow people up at my seventh birthday party because I kicked a Voltorb!"
"How was I supposed to know it was a Voltorb?!"
"By it's blinking eyes!"
"It was sleeping!"
"Ahem." Someone cleared their throat, causing them to freeze and turn to the source. Oak stood in the doorway. arms crossed against his chest. "As much as I enjoy you two arguing, it's time for you to begin your journey Kevin. As for you Gary, we still need to get you, your started and supplies."
"Yes professor Oak/Sorry Gramps." The two firmly shook each others hand, trying to squeeze as hard as possible to assert dominance.
"Try to keep up." Kevin grinned, before they let go and he walked down the stairs.
"You better be strong when we meet! I don't wanna wipe the floor with you if you're weak." Gary called, and without turning around, Kevin gave a thumbs up.
(Kevin's home)
"Well aren't you just precious!" Helen exclaimed as she hugged the grass Pokémon tight. Kevin let out a small chuckle at the pleading look Bulbasaur gave him.
He, his parents, and even Eevee were outside on the front porch right now. Brian was holding Eevee in order for him to get a better look at the grass type.
"Bulbasaur huh? Your brothers are going to be disappointed." Brian stated, now using one hand to hold the normal type while he petted Bulbasaur.
"Ha, that's their problem. I tried telling them they couldn't convince me on who to pick."
"Well either way, we're happy with your choice." Helen said, letting Bulbasaur go so it could breath. Eevee jumped out of Brian's arms and sniffed Bulbasaur, who smiled and used one of its vines to say hello.
"They're heading it off already." Kevin smiled, before being pulled into a group hug.
"We love you so much Kevin! Remember that." Helen told.
"And we'll always be proud of you, whether you make it to the league or not, whether you win or not." Brian informed. Kevin hugged back, blinking in order not to cry.
"I know, and I appreciate that. I love you guys, I even love the buttheads too." They smiled and let go, allowing Kevin to look down at Bulbasaur. "Well partner, you ready to go?"
"Bulba! Bulbasaur!" The grass type smiled, before they walked down the stairs and down the road.
"We love you!" His parents waved.
"I love you guys too! Better watch out, when I come back I'm gonna be a champion!"
And so the two continued their walk down the dirt road, unaware of what the future would bring. But one thing was for sure, they'd face it head on with vim and vigor!
As the journey continues...
However, neither noticed as a boy in his pajamas, with black hair, ran down the dirt road and towards Professor Oaks lab.