Prolog

On the cost of a growing town called pallet a small child plays in the waves his shorts and t-shirt soaked and his bare feet in the wet sand as he enjoyed the cool breeze and bright sunny day. Not yet noticing that he was being watched or the chain of events soon to be set into motion.

"Weee" laughed the child as another wave knocked his small form under . So busy giggling the small red headed chided didn't noticed the small blue body floating next to him till the he felt the strong burning sensation on his legs.

"Ow ow owowow OW"! Yelled the small child. Crying and limping back to the sand he didn't hear the other cries of pain. After planting his bum on the sand out came the blue monster slowly walking towards the small child. He probably would have been scared witless if said monster didn't do a face plant into the sand. After a couple of minutes the child noticed that the monster was not a monster just a pokemon and that it wasn't moving. Slowly getting up and edging over to the downed pokemon he could see that the small pokemon was hurt and barely breathing. Having learned from his previous experience the child picked up a near by stick and used it to flip the pokemon onto its back.

"ummm ohhh ah got it" Said the child as he sprinted as fast as his feet could take him back to town. Sprinting through the forest, up the streets until he reached the biggest building in town.

"Professor Oak Professor Oak!" Cried the child as he rammed through the doors.

Standing up and pinching the bridge of his nose a young man left his office to have the child run into him.

"How many times do I have to tell you Marcus call me Gary."

"Sorry Pro… Gary,"

"Now what did you want."

"There's a pokemon down at the beach and it looks real hurt you have to come," said the child as he grabbed Gary's hand dragging him only leaving him enough time to grab his traveling bag.

Quickly traveling back to the beach the child lead Gary back to where he found the small pokemon, only to find that it was not there.

"you sure you saw a pokemon," asked Gary now wondering if the child was just seeing things in the ocean.

"No it was right here. Its how I got this," replied Marcus as he pointed to his leg to show the damaged skin.

"Let me see that" said Gary as knelt down in front of the boy as he rummaged through his bag till he found the antibiotic cream. "From the looks of this I'd say the pokemon has rough skin… what did this pokemon look like," he asked as he applied the cream.

"Well it was small, and blue, had these," said the child as he pointed his index finger out on the sides of his head.

"Hmm sounds like a wooper… but where could it have gone," done with Marcus's leg Gary examined the area till he found what he was looking for. "From the looks of this it crawled…. This way" said Gary as he followed the tracks to be past by a small red blur. "Marcus get back here." But to his dismay Marcus was already gone. "Pain in the…"

"WOOPER WOOPER," called Marcus as he sprinted through the forest. "WOOPER… where could he be." Wasn't till he stopped to catch his breath that he heard a noise. As he made his way towards the noise it became clearer. More like noises, as he got closer he could have guessed there was a battle happing. After the third bush he crawled through Marcus found the cause of said noises. To his delight he found the wooper, but sadly it wasn't the only thing he found. Towering over the crippled wooper was a very happy Fearow with its beak ready to strike.

"Stop," yelled Marcus.

Surprised the Fearow stopped its strike to look up and see the small child. Liking how the day is going the Fearow decided to leave the small pokemon and go for the bigger prize in front of him. Would have made a quick lunge if the wooper hadn't attacked it in the back with a water gun. Squawking as it spun around and now annoyed readied a fury attack before being striked again. This time tackled by a rhydon into a tree, destroying the tree and scaring away the giant bird pokemon..

"Got a lot of balls kid." Came a voice.

"What" asked the terrified child.

"Got courage kid, balls," laughed the voice.

"Who… who's there"

"Oh sorry how rude of me," answered the voice as a man that looked to be in his thirties with a worn down jacked pants and boots as he walked over to his Rhydon patting it on the side. "Looks like your little buddy is pretty banged up."

"Stay away from it," cried the small boy as his brain started back up. Quickly rushing to the small pokemons side standing between it and the man.

"Wow their buddy," said the man putting his hands up as he made a slow step forward. "I just want to make sure the little guy is ok."

Looking at the man the child could feel a sense of calm come over him, slowly he stepped aside as the man went to the water pokemons side taking some supplies out of the tattered bag he had on his back. "Is it going to be ok," asked Marcus.

"Ya, he'll be fine," said the Man.

"Good."

"You know what… think you could do me a huge favor," asked the Man.

"Umm yes?"

"I need someone to take care of this for me," said the man as he moved his bag in front of him and took a glass container out.

"Is that a… a…" stuttered Marcus.

"Yep this is a pokemon egg. As you know eggs are fragile and I'm afraid it could be… damaged if I hold on to it. Think you could take care of it for me?"

"…" Was all Marcus could say with the dumbfound look across his face. "Really."

"Really."

"Yes… Yes" said the child as the man handed over the egg.

"Well just make sure your little buddy there gets plenty of sleep and he'll be right as rain," said the man with a huge grin on his face as he stood up. "Take care kid" said the man before he withdrew his Rhydon and walked back into the forest.

Before Marcus could chase after the man out came Gary from the opposite side.

"Marcus there you are, don't ever run off like that again OK,"

"Yes professor Oak," said Marcus.

"Mar…. wait where… what happened here."

At that Marcus's eyes lit up like a starry night sky as he recounted the events Gary had just missed.

"So a man with a Rhydon saved you from a Fearow, fixed up the wooper and gave you that pokemon egg," asked Gary as he pinched the bridge of his nose as a headache started to form. "Come on Marcus lets go," said Gary as he started to walk back to town.

"What about wooper," asked Marcus.

Looking at the wounded pokemon on the ground then back at Marcus, Gary smiled as he walked over to the wooper pulling a pokeball out of his bag and throwing it at the small pokemon. After the ball stopped twitching and came to a still Gary picked up the ball and handed it over to the small boy.

"Today's your lucky day," chuckled Gary before he went back to walking.

With pokeball in one hand and an egg in the other a big smile came across the red heads face before he quickly ran off to follow the professor.

Not to far away from the small clearing stood the man watching the small kid run off. "Good luck kid, your going to need." And with that the man disappeared into the darkness of the forest.