Ugh…

A small silver and white Pokémon slowly stirred as it lay sprawled out on the warm and soft tan sand of a beach, waking its body and mind into consciousness. The loud whisper of the ocean made its long and large ears twitch as tiny waves climbed up the sand and gently kissed and lapped at its nose. The small silver Pokémon attempted to lift its head as it weakly spat out the dry and slightly acrid, tasting sand that began to gather in its mouth and blinked rapidly in attempt to clear its vision from the blur clouding its eyes.

Where…am I?

Unable to stay awake, the small Pokémon felt its eyes drooping heavily as it drifted off to sleep once again…

Flashing lights, the hustle and bustle of the streets, fast paced civilians, tourists, Pokémon, trainers of every sort, children, and many sights, smells, and noises were the highlights of the biggest and one of the busiest cities in Kanto: Saffron City.

"I'm walking here!"

"Speed it up you Grumpig-headed whippersnapper!"

Lively citizens, the challenge of strong trainers and the joyful laughter of children drew the most attention. So not everyone had the time or patience for the ones' who would usually blend in, happy for the occasional calm or activity; but everyone, no matter what was going on, had time for the thieves.

"Stop! Thief!"

"Damn it just wait 'til I catch you little bastards!"

"Get back here!"

CRASH!

An agitated Glameow yowled as the old, dull gray trash can it was resting on was carelessly knocked over by one of five dirty and scruffy looking children in their haste to get away from a furious bystander and a hotdog stand owner. The children sprinted down a nearby alley, grinning and snickering as they unknowingly left their fallen friend who hadn't yet recovered from his dilemma. The boy left behind quickly hid by the fallen trash can, quivering as the two angry men raced past and let out a sigh of relief when they didn't notice him. He grinned and hugged the stolen cans of lemonade to his body before standing up from the spilled, slimy and pungent garbage as a green blur appeared beside him from seemingly nowhere.

"Wow…that was a close one, huh Grovyle?"

The said Grass Pokémon stood beside his trainer and gave him a small smile. "Gro…"

"I hate stealing though…" The boy murmured, his previous amused demeanor gone and replaced with that of a guilty one. "This is the last time I'll do it though. I'm gonna stop hanging out with that lot. I just know that since I have the drinks they better save us a couple hotdogs…"

Grovyle gave his best friend a firm nod, showing his agreement. "Can you help me find my glasses Grovyle? They kinda flew off my face when I slipped into the trash…" The boy chuckled warmly as he set his armful of lemonade on the ground and felt around through the trash, unfazed by the grit and grime seeing as he was already coated in it.

"MEOWTH!"

An angry Meowth, most likely the Glameow's mate, lashed out at the boy when he accidently grabbed its tail and gave him a vicious Scratch across his palm; sending the boy reeling back with a feminine squeal he wasn't proud of as he held his hand in surprise. His Grovyle, who was currently searching a different area by the trash, didn't have to look at him to let the boy know that he knew what happened; his muffled snickering said it all.

The boy sent the Grass Pokémon a friendly glare before locating his glasses and putting them on. He scowled at the thick dirt covering the lenses and took off his glasses to wipe it away with his tattered shirt; which didn't help much considering it was already as filthy as the rags he wore that suited as shorts.

"Hey Zachary! Get your ass in gear with that lemonade so we can return to the hideout!"

The boy—Zachary—looked up to see a little girl a few yards ahead of him. She was part of the rowdy group of thieves and was eyeing him with an annoyed look as she held her hands on her hips, impatient and tapping her small dirty foot in a puddle of sticky…liquid.

With his glasses a bit cleaner he stuck them on his face and stood up, giving the girl an acknowledging yet dismissive wave to show that he'd heard. The little girl huffed and promptly turned on her heels, glancing around cautiously before sprinting away.

Zach was of average height for a twelve year old boy and had a soft and full head of bright orange hair; reminding many people of Flint from the Sinnoh Elite Four—despite the fact that it was often littered with dust, the occasional Spinark web, and oily—but there was no relation. He was a bit lean and had bright, dark blue eyes that were magnified in size thanks to his big and round glasses…but although he didn't have a more presentable appearance, he was still a cute kid.

His Grovyle let out an irritated snort as he watched the girl run off before turning to Zach with a confident smirk as he stuck a spindly twig in the side of his mouth. "Grovyle, Gro…"

Zach gave his best friend a knowing smile, despite he and his Pokémon's language barrier. "Yep, it's only a matter of time. Once we win a couple more battles, we'd have raised enough money to go to Vermillion City, buy a new set of clothes, some trainer stuff, and an S.S. Ticket out of here." Zach whispered as he picked up the cans of lemonade. He noticed the grimy handprints he left on the cans as they were held in his arms, "Not to mention a good and long shower!" Zach laughed as he sprinted after the girl alongside his Grovyle.

The small silver and white Pokémon stirred when it felt a small prodding on its flank as it regained consciousness again. The sun was now setting over the ocean, its reflection glistening like diamonds as it lit the sky in gentle hues of bright orange, red and pink. A small horde of Krabby leisurely stood on the sand, blowing large and jiggling bubbles that floated off into the sky with help of a gentle breeze.

The small silver and white Pokémon stirred again, this time much stronger as it peeked open its eyes, and the prodding continued; but this time a little roughly. The silver and white Pokémon was now fully awake and glanced around in awe as it lay on its side; taking in the vast ocean, sandy beach and lush greenery surrounding it.

What the…there's no way I'm in Olivine City! Where's Lighthouse…and the Fisherman and the town! Where—wait…

"Bleah…" The small silver and white Pokémon gagged as it stuck out its tongue, distracting itself from its thoughts as it spit around wildly to get the sand coating its tongue out of its mouth. The prodding that woke it up suddenly became painful and violent the Pokémon irritably looked around to see the cause of it.

It was a baby Krabby…

"Oh…hello," The silver and white Pokémon greeted, albeit confused. The Krabby merely blinked at him, taking in his appearance before angrily gritting its teeth and snapping its big red claw painfully onto the Pokémon's tail.

"OOUUCCHH!"

The silver and white Pokémon screamed out as it ran and flailed and jumped around widely before sprinting off the shore and plunging into a shallow area of the ocean. The Krabby lost its grip on the silver and white Pokémon's bushy tail and was thrown off farther into the water somewhere. The Pokémon let out a small whimper as it grimaced and turned around to inspect the now bloody claw mark on its tail, "What the hell was that for?" It mused aloud.

Wait…a tail?

The small silver and white Pokémon stared down at its reflection in the water…

"I'M AN EEVEE!"

Phew! And there you have it everyone! I know this isn't that long but at least it's the first chapter! ^^D

I know a few things may seem confusing but feel free to leave a review please! Thanks for reading!

-Graywind