Hello, and welcome to the rewritten version of my story. Hopefully, this will be a lot better than my other one.

My cousin is patiently typing this up for me. Let's just hope I don't do anything to make her angry with me.

And here comes the stupid disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, I mean really, it wouldn't be a fanfiction if I actually did. If the people who owned this website had and ounce of common sense they would know better than to make us type this!

Prologue- Preparing the Night Before

She looked over the things she planned on bringing on her Pokemon journey she'd start tomorrow.

Am I ready for this? she asked herself for the fiftieth time.

"Ashlyn Rosemary Ketchum, why are you up so late? You're going to get your first Pokemon tomorrow and start your journey so you should be sleeping by now!" Delia Ketchum said to her daughter.

"I'm looking over the things I want to pack." Ashlyn said, trying to keep the self-doubt out of her voice, but Delia heard it.

"Ashlyn, sweetie, what's wrong? Are you nervous? You love Pokemon, dear. What's on your mind?" Ms. Ketchum asked with concern.

*sigh* "You always know when I'm in need of a mother-daughter talk. I'm just a little nervous. I wonder if I'm really ready for this."

"Oh, don't worry, sweetie, you'll do fine. You were a volunteer aide at Professor Oak's lab for six years so you already know a lot about raising Pokemon. So what are you packing?"

"Well, I'm taking the special Pokeballs I spent my last six years of savings to order from a magazine. 6 Dusk balls, 6 Net balls, 10 Friend balls, 4 Lure balls, 4 Dive balls, 2 Heavy balls, 2 Fast balls, 5 Heal balls, 4 Moon balls, 2 Nest balls, 3 Ultra balls, 1 Repeat ball, 4 Great balls, and the 10 Premier balls I got as free gifts. I'm lucky I made a pouch big enough to carry 70 balls on my belt.

"In my backpack I've packed a spare set of clothes, my notebook, pens and pencils, my digital camera, flashlight, and a first-aid kit along with your old micro aqua-lung.

"In the duffel bag I have a sleeping bag, pillow, a second first-aid kit, map, and a full canteen of water." Ashlyn stated.

"Uh... that seems like a lot."

"It is, but it's needed. It's always better to be prepared. It's late, I should go to bed now." *yaaawwwnnn*

"Okay, sweetie, get some rest." Delia said, leaving her daughter to get some sleep.

Ash sighed before closing her eyes.

Ashlyn had a few more problems than what she told her mom, but she wouldn't let that get in her way.

Review please! :)

I've decided to leave the old story up in case anyone stumbles upon that before they find this one. Maybe that will help this to get some more readers!