A/N: Hi there! Thanks for clicking onto this specific story! However, just a quick warning: This is my first ever fanfic, so please go easy on me. If you sense something wrong, like how the Pokemon I'm talking about is wrong, I would be glad to know. I also accept constructive criticism about writing, grammar, or punctuation, but definitely not flames. If you do not like this story, then I suggest to not keep reading on. (I admit, the beginning does sound sorta like Pokemon Diamond, Pearl, and Platinum, but it will sound more like the Mystery Dungeon once you go further down.) But still, I hope you enjoy this first ever chapter of "Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: The Very Beginning".

~Dreami of the Sky

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"Mom?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Did it come yet?"

"Did what come?"

"The letter! Y'know, from Professor Rowan!"

"I'm afraid not, hon. Sorry. But he said he'd mail it sometime this week, so no need to worry! It'll probably come tomorrow morning."

"...Thanks, Mom."

She sighed. It was the sixth time this week she asked. Her impatience to start her Pokemon journey as a Pokemon Trainer was eating her alive. She could do nothing but stare at the stretching blue sky, daydreaming about her first Pokemon. Of course, this meant she was also nervous. She had never handled Pokemon on her own before, and the only Pokemon she ever trusted was her mom's Wigglytuff. He was cute, cuddly, and very understanding. Her mom's Grovyle, however, was the silent and cool type, preferring to play by his own rules. She admired him, but to be honest, he kinda creeped her out, with his solid eyes that always seemed to be following her around.

"Wiggly?" A sound snapped Vivian from her thoughts. She grinned at the Wigglytuff standing at the doorway to her room. He smiled back and motioned for her to come downstairs. She quickly stood up and scrambled downstairs to the family PC, which was ringing faintly. She had her own PC in her room, but it only allowed her to store her stuff and keep letters.

A bright blue light flashed on and off, causing her to flinch momentarily before clicking the "talk" button.

"Vivi?" A familiar voice made her open her eyes and gasp.

"Dawn?! Is that really you?" Her best friend from childhood until now was staring back at her, smiling. It was the first time in a while that she talked to her through the PC.

"Yeah. Hey, how are things back in Twinleaf?"

"Aw, y'know. Same old, same old. Kinda empty, actually." She added that last part quietly, her eyes falling to the floor. Ever since Dawn and her other friend, Barry, left, things had been pretty quiet. And lonely.

Dawn's eyes softened from peppy to understanding. "Sorry, Viv, but it was only a coincidence when Barry and I got our first Pokemon. You know how he is. So headstrong, never stopping to think. Actually, I've never seen him stop, the least slow down."

Vivian laughed softly, her eyes looking up again, having that familiar sparkle Dawn had missed lately, but eventually, the sparkle quickly disappeared as it had come, and her eyes drooped back down again. "I really miss you guys..." She was now whispering, on the verge of tears. Not only tears of sadness, but also anger.

Why couldn't she have gotten her Pokemon the same time they both had, or sooner? She had wanted to travel together with the two of them. Barry, unsurprisingly, was traveling on his own, not wanting anyone to drag him down. Dawn had already traveled with her two new friends, Ash and Brock. They were friendly, and she didn't mind them, but when Dawn told her all about their experiences, she was fascinated and happy for her, but it only made her wish harder with all her heart that maybe she could travel with a partner someday, too. It had already been a month, and it really felt unfair to her; for a second, she hated Professor Rowan, but immediately dismissed the thought. It's not really his fault... she thought sadly. I guess that's just how things are... She raised her head and now faced the ceiling, blinking away her pitiful tears.

"Please, Vivian..." She directed her eyes to the screen once more, shocked at hearing Dawn use her real name for once. Usually, she liked to make up various nicknames to call her with, but she got sick of it and finally settled on either "Vivi" or "Viv".

Dawn looked pained. "Don't be so hard on yourself. You can't do anything about the future or the past. You just have to accept it, whether you like it or not."

Vivian nodded, soaking in the given advice. Don't be so hard on yourself...

"Listen, Vivi," Dawn said reluctantly, catching her attention. "I have to go, but stay positive, okay?" Vivian nodded again, but suddenly, a question sprang into her mind, and before she could ask, the screen was clicked off. She blew her loose side bangs from her face in frustration, made a mental note to ask Dawn the next time she saw her, and proceeded upstairs to her room, where she hoped that tomorrow morning, a certain letter would arrive...

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Footnote: Just a little something about the story. If you've ever played "Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time" or "Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Darkness", you've probably seen, or mostly "heard", the beginning, where you, as the human, slip and fall, thus transforming into a Pokemon. This story goes before that... way before that, in the hero and the partner's point of view. I don't know if the new game "Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky" tell anything about the human, but I'm willing to continue writing anyway.