"Wake up, Visshy!" I heard faintly, followed be a loud series of knocks on my door. I thrust the pillow over my head, trying to drown out the voice of my dear, beloved, annoying mother.

I failed.

"VISSHY!" I heard through the door.

I sat up, running a hand through my white hair. Red eyes glanced at the door, not interested. I was enjoying my sleep… I looked down at my hands and then sighed.

"Time to go to the lab, son!" she sang from the other side of my door.

"Huh?" I looked up. "The lab?"

"Of course, sweetie! It's your sixteenth birthday, time to get your very first Pokemon!" she said, busting the locked door open.

I looked at the cheerful, smiling lady who was currently humming. "Oh, your father will be so proud of you!" she whispered.

I stared at her, dumb-founded. "You broke my door…" She ignored me, of course.

"Happy sixteenth birthday, darling! Now, get dressed and get ready to go to the lab, so your father can be proud of you!"

I lay in bed to ignore her for once, soon to regret it.

"Visshy, it's noon. Get your lazy ass out of bed," she growled.

I looked in horror and scrambled out of bed. "Yes mom!"

She smiled at me, of course, and then waved good-bye. "See you in a few, honey." Then she was gone.

I sighed, putting on a black and red shirt over my gray undershirt. "This sucks," I said, pulling on some black jeans. "A journey to make my father who's never home happy," I continued as I tied a red bandana around my neck, "and to—"

"Vee! Oh, Vee, get down here! Daddy's on TV!" my mom hollered.

I growled at the nickname, but hurried down none-the-less. "Yea--"

I was tackled by my mother and thrust towards the TV as a reporter beamed and said "That's all we have time for today! Join us next time!" and the TV program changed. I looked at my mom, who frowned and then let go of me.

"Mom, I think I am ready to go now."

"Good! Now put on these running shoes sweetie!" she beamed, tossing shoes at my head. I ducked just in time and the shoes hit the wall behind me.

"What the heck? Trying to kill me?" I screamed.

She just laughed, so I picked up the shoes, and changed them out for my old ones. I realized how comfy they were… very comfy… so I moved towards the door as my brunette mother waved and cried her good-byes.

As I left the house, I heard a yell. I narrowed my eyes to see farther, then I ran towards the commotion. "I'm coming! Don't worry!" I froze and crashed to the ground as I saw a man getting licked by a wild Poochyena.

"You gotta be kidding me!" I screamed. I walked over slowly to the man hollering "Attack, help me!" and pulled the Poochyena off by the scruff of the neck. "Better, sir?"

The wild Poochyena growled and leapt at me, I stepped out of the way, seeing three PokeBalls on the ground. I picked up one and through it at the enemy Pokemon… thinking it was empty. I was wrong as a strange little blue creature appeared and sprayed water on the Poochyena, causing it to run off.

I stared in shock.

The man I had "rescued" came over and hugged me… tightly. I could barely breathe!

"Sir, it's nothing…" I tried to say, but barely getting past a whisper.

He released me and then placed a hand on my shoulder firmly. "Boy, you should come back to my lab, I'm sure you can keep that Mudkip if you'd like.

I shook my head in disbelief. "What the hell? I just tried to help, I don't need—"

"Of course you do! You need it to help you travel, so you can get more Pokemon, so you can become a Master!"

"Shit, I don't wanna be one. I just wanna get my ass in bed."

The man slapped me hard across the back and bellowed out a laugh that nearly deafened me.

"Oh daddy! Daddy! You okay? I heard you screaming!" a female voice hollered out.

I looked over and saw a brunette running our way. "Hell, you have a daughter? I'm done for."

The man ignored my comment and approached the girl. "Ah, May! So glad to see you! This boy here helped me out, and he's taking the Mudkip!" he chuckled.

May laughed with him. "That means I get the Treecko! Hooray!" she exclaimed jumping up.

I inched away and ran back towards my home, anything to get away from the psychopathic weirdos. As I approached, I saw my mother waiting for me; I grinned, running faster. "Mom!"

She thrust a phone in my face nearly knocking me out. "Daddy, sweetie, he wants you!"

I took the phone from my place on the ground in the soft grass. "Hello?" … "Yes sir… okay… I'll be there as soon as I can get there… What? A Pokemon? Is that necessary? Fine… I'll… Yes sir. I'll have a Pokemon. No worries." He hung up on me and I looked behind me. I had to go back to that crazy man and get that Mudkip back. It was the only way my father would ever look at me.

I knew that was stupid, but I did it anyways.

As I reached the lab, I was shocked to find the two inside sitting and waiting for me. The man, Birch, thrust a ball at me and said to get going. So I turned and left outta that place without a second thought. I released the Pokemon from the PokeBall, only to get doused by water.

"Oh goody... a Pokemon with an issue or two," I said to myself. I turned on the Pokemon and hit it over the head. "Bad boy... err... girl... or... whatever! Just don't do that again."

It seemed to smile at me as it sang out a melodic "Kiiip."