"Damian" A voice called out sweetly. It was the voice of a girl.

"Nghhh…Zzzzzzz" Damian Acacia, a boy of age thirteen, was sleeping heavily. There was a bit of drool on his left cheek, his mouth was wide open and he was snoring pretty loud.

"Damian, wake up little brother" The girl said again, just as sweetly as she had before.

"ZzZzzzzZzzzz…five more minutes Denise…five more…ZzzzZzz"

"WAKE UP YOU IDIOT! Your trainer exam is today! You don't wanna flunk for the third year in a row do ya?"Denise's voice went from sweet to angry this time. The boy she was trying to wake up, her brother, now literally jumped from his bed from sheer shock.

"Huh? Wha- oh crap, it's TODAY?"Damian said, his eyes widened, he jumped out of bed and ran straight for the bathroom to brush his teeth. "Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap, CRAP!"

"Damn it Damian! Don't tell me you forgot AGAIN!"Denise scolded him, being fifteen and the older sibling of the two of them. "Jeez, you're just plain hopeless aren't you.

"Calm down Denise, I'll ace it this time. No Sweat" Damian mumbled while brushing his teeth. He finished up, opening the door and grabbing his bag. He had changed into his travel gear while in the bathroom. It was a pair of snowboarding goggles, a black t-shirt and blue cargo jeans. They were his favorite since they were a gift from his older brother for his fifth birthday, three years before he disappeared.

"Yea, like I haven't heard that before. You say it every time you're going to go take the exam and you've failed it 6 times now. They have it once every 6 months and it's so easy, how do you even manage to fail it?"Denise said as though it was nothing.

"You're one to talk, you passed it five years ago and you still haven't taken the league challenge! What's the matter? Are you chicken?"Damian mocked her, he had a grin plastered on his face.

"If you would stop failing the test and just hurry up and become a trainer, I wouldn't have to stay home to take care of you, sheesh!" Denise groaned. Damian's grin quickly faded and was replaced with a look of sadness.

"I'll pass it this time Sis…I promise!" Damian exclaimed as he ran down the stairs and out of the house.

"Hm…maybe I shouldn't have said that…he tries hard after all, he's just no good at those written exams they make you take" Denise sighed.

As Damian left the house, he saw a large crowd gathering in front of the PokéTv station screen. On it was a recorded battle between one of the Elite Four, the 'Ace of Flames' Areo and a young man from Metroplex City, 'Vega'.

"Is that really him?"Damian's eyes widened and his mouth opened up wide in awe. "VEGA? Three years since he became a trainer…tch, no wonder he's gotten so far ahead of me…he even evolved his Shinx into a Luxray… but I'll catch up to him!"

Damian's eyes shifted looking towards the digital clock just underneath the screen. "SHOOT! 10:17? I'm almost out of time!" Damian made a mad dash towards the center of the city. He was heading to the Stadium where the test was being held. "Che, I'm half way there but there's only twelve minutes left!"

"Damian, need a lift?"A stranger called out to Damian from in a car driving by, it was actually one of the proctors. This woman was no ordinary proctor though; she was none other than the Pokémon Professor Acacia, Damian's mother. "Hm, I figured you'd be late again, sorry I haven't been home in so long honey, but the research just never ends. Happy Birthday Damian"

"M-Mom, I-Is that you?"Damian looked at her and jumped back as though he had just seen a ghost. He hadn't seen his mother in six months; she was always busy with Pokémon research. "Thanks, I wouldn't have been able to make it in time"

Professor Acacia had chocolate brown eyes and raven black hair in a ponytail. The bangs were curved in a way that covered her left eye. She was very beautiful and of fair height standing at five feet seven inches. Her skin was a peachy color. She was wearing a typical white lab coat and a pair of black pants. Damian got into the car with her and they drove to the stadium. They had reached their destination in five minutes. Upon reaching the stadium the two exited the car and Professor Acacia promptly turned toward Damian. "Go on Damian, the test is starting any minute now. Did you bring Eon with you?"

"Of course I brought him mom! Brother gave him to me just before he left, he's my very first Pokémon" Damian smiled. His older brother was someone he deeply respected. His brother was kind and a very skilled trainer to top it off. Ever since he could talk, he only said praises for his brother and Damian always wanted to emulate him.

"Good luck honey, do your best."Professor Acacia said with a smile as the two entered the stadium and went in opposite directions. Damian entered the examination room only to find it empty and almost completely destroyed. Half the room was frozen over.

"Aw man, this time too? He always gets like this before the examination. Guess he doesn't like Pokémon trainers much."Damian sighed. As he turned to exit the room a flurry of Ice Shard flew past him freezing over a corner of the hallway. "Tch…What am I going to with you?"

"Don't let it get away!"A man yelled. There was a group of proctors chasing the Pokémon that just fired the Ice Shards. It was a Weavile, and a very disobedient one at that. It fired another barrage of Ice Shard at the men who were chasing it. A few of them were frozen solid, the Weavile snickered and kept moving and bumped into Damian's legs and then backed up charging an Ice Shard. When it got a good look at Damian, the Weavile recognized him.

"Misbehaving again eh?"Damian said with a grin and knelt down in front of it. The Weavile extended its claw upwards and Damian gave it a high-five. "Nice to see you again buddy."

"Damian? Damian Acacia? No wonder Weavile stopped attacking. It really seems to like you huh?"One of the proctors called out to Damian.

"Oh! Hey there Mr. Davis. Heh heh, sorry, I dunno why Weavile does this on test days."Damian responded with a nervous laugh. "Come on Weavile, apologize"

The Weavile crossed his arms and turned its head away. "Grrr…."

"Weavile, apologize right now."Damian said in an ever so slightly harsher tone. The Weavile grunted and turned towards the proctor, it bowed apologetically.

"Ha ha, don't worry about it. We'll have them defrosted in no time!"The proctor laughed half-heartedly. He was beyond mad, but he was also grateful to Damian for stopping Weavile. "However it looks like we'll have to skip the written exam this year, Weavile froze over almost every one of the rooms."

At that very moment, Damian's eyes lit up with joy. He was definitely going to pass the exam and get his Pokédex this year. "So we're skipping to the battling portion! Woo!"Damian cheered as they headed for the arena where the trainers would battle as their exams. Damian held a Pokéball in his right hand, it was giving off a faint white glow.

"Eon, this is the day!" Damian whispered to this complete red Pokéball. Inside it, an Eevee was always sleeping peacefully. This Eevee however, is differently colored then most of its kind. It is a 'Shiny' Eevee, but that's not all that's special about it. Weavile walked beside Damian, it considered him a very close friend, though it did not know why. There was just something about Damian, something that made him able to connect with Pokémon even if he had just met them. Damian saw the Proctor type in 'L' 'T' 'W' 'A' into the keypad on the wall next to the door to the arena. There was a few more letters after that but Damian's gazed shifted away from the keypad. The light above the door turned green and the door itself opened. Damian walked in first with Weavile, it was actually the first time he had gotten to come in here since he always failed the written exams.

"For this examination, you will be using a Pokémon provided to you by the proctors. Damian, in your case you will be using Weavile. "The Proctor stated looking over at Damian. "Each of you will be facing a Proctor. The battle will be recorded by the cameras and analyzed by our computers. It will not only test your ability to command the Pokémon you are given, but your ability to think under pressure."

"Alright, is everyone ready?"The proctor asked. The door to arena opened again, a young man, around the same age as Damian stepped through. He had messy silver-grey hair and misty blue eyes. He was dressed in a white hooded sweater, a pair of slightly ripped grey jeans.

"Shit, sorry I'm late!" The boy yelled panicking slightly. He had made it just as the test was going to begin.

"Hey Jack, heh heh glad you made it man!"Damian called out with a smile on his face. The boy, Jack Anadarko was Damian's best friend since they were only five years old.

"Eh heh heh heh" Jack laughed nervously. "Traffic was crazy, so I got out of the car and onto my board, but I ran over a Poochyena's tail and got chased by it for longer than I expected. Whew, glad I made it just in time though! Ha ha ha!"

"Hm, looks like everyone's here. Okay-"The proctor was cut off by a girl yelling at him.

"GET ON WITH IT!"The girl yelled at him. Her voice was filled with a lot of pain, she was mad about something but what was it?

"Maria Owens, calm down. Try to be a little more patient" The proctor said, but that only made the girl, Maria, even angrier. She pointed at Damian.

"I've been waiting THREE YEARS for this idiot to get this far in the test, yet he fails the written portion every time!"Maria shouted with rage. "Now he finally gets a chance to become a trainer, and I can finally take him on while we're on equal grounds, I think I've waited long enough! SO GET ON WITH IT!"

"Yikes! Why does it seem like this girl hates me? I didn't even do anything to her…did I? If I did I sure don't remember her. Black hair in a ponytail just past her shoulders… brown eyes…around an inch or two shorter than me…so five feet five inches…and…those clothes…a black t-shirt and some…really…really short shorts?…She's not really ringing any bells."Damian thought as he looked at Maria with a drop of sweat going down the back of his head.

"Dude…either she has a crush on you or she really, really hates you. What'd you do to her man?"Jack asked jovially.

"NOTHING! I don't even know who she is!"Damian exclaimed, he quickly covered his mouth after glancing over at Maria who gave him an icy cold glare. He froze is fear, when his father was around, he would always tell Damian that women are very scary when they get mad.

"Ha ha ha, looks like she hit you with a Mean Look! Or is that a glare?"Jack nudged Damian chuckling to himself.

"Alright, alright, we'll start the exams."The Proctor said. "The Examination will be done all at once. Damian" The proctor turned towards Damian. "I will be your opponent. My name is Professor Reverend."

Damian and the professor headed to the opposite ends of one battle field. It was the typical version; the white lines were the boundaries of the match, though it didn't really matter. The technology in the Proto Region had advanced far enough that it was now possible to create a second space. The lines glowed and flashed. When the light cleared, the entire arena was empty except for Professor Reverend, Damian and his Weavile.

"Alright professor, it's a one on one match right?"Damian questioned, he already knew the answer, though it wouldn't hurt to confirm it.

"That's right."The professor nodded. Weavile stepped up in front of Damian and stood there with a smirk and crossed arms. The professor reached into his pocket and pulled out a Pokéball. "Weavile won't battle with anyone but you for some reason and it is a very strong Pokémon at that. We'll just have to face it head on! Go Machamp!"

The professor threw the Pokéball and it opened up letting out the four armed fighter Pokémon, Machamp. The Weavile lost its smirk, and now got into a defensive stance, it knew it was up against a Pokémon with type advantage and letting its guard down would be disastrous.

"Ice Shard."Damian said calmly, there was a smile on his face and his eyes were covered by shadow. The Weavile create blue energy in its hand and pointed it towards the Machamp letting lose a barrage of ice crystals. The Machamp caught several of them in each of its hands. It attempted to throw them back but the Weavile was gone. The Machamp look around frantically until it saw a shadow in front of it on the ground. "Ariel Ace!" The Weavile swooped downwards at high speeds rammed into the Machamp dealing heavy damage. However it wasn't down, not by a long shot. Machamp grabbed Weavile's arms using two of its hands then hit it with a fierce punch sending it flying back towards Damian. Weavile landed in front of Damian on its back. It was dazed from the punch. "That move was d-"Damian was cut off by the professor.

"Dynamic punch, if it hits, it instantly puts the Pokémon into a dazed and confused state."Professor Reverend explained. "Machamp has been trained very well, it knows what to do with a trainer having to command it."

"Tch, Weavile, you okay? Weavile!"Damian called out to it. Weavile shook its head and snapped out of its confusion. "That's the way, Weavile try using A-!" before Damian could finish it's command the Weavile knew what to do, it jumped up into the air and Ice Shard, as they flew towards the Machamp, Weavile dove at it with its claw extended and radiating a dark energy.

"Machamp, use Fire Punch" The professor commanded and Machamp's upper arms were lit ablaze, It punched right through the ice and jumped upwards towards Weavile aiming to finish it off with one more hit. However Weavile disappeared from its line of sight just before the two made contact. The Machamp landed and looked around for Weavile and then it just stopped in its tracks and looked over its shoulder. The Weavile appeared behind the Machamp with its back towards the opposing Pokémon and arms crossed. The smirk was back on its face. The Machamp's pupils disappeared. Weavile lightly tapped the Machamp with its elbow and that was it. The Machamp fell over, knocked out.

"Remarkable! You didn't even give Weavile a full command and it still knew exactly what to do! Weavile was actually using Ariel Ace when it was diving at Machamp, the Night Slash was just a ploy to make us let our guard down, simply amazing. It has never shown this kind of power or skill when anyone else tried to use it. You truly are an amazing trainer Damian."The professor laughed and withdrew Machamp putting the Pokéball back in his pocket. The 'second space' began to glow and then there was another flash of light. They had returned to the arena or 'original space'. The others were still in the second space taking their exam, only one other participant had finished, and at the exact same time as Damian. It was Maria and proud looking Blaziken standing beside her. The Blaziken let loose a flamethrower towards the roof in its joy of winning. The proctor that had opposed Maria looked very concerned for a minute. Maria withdrew the Blaziken and threw the ball to the proctor then walked out of the arena. As she passed by Damian she had this sly smile on her face. Damian walked out as well and was accompanied by Professor Reverend to the waiting room. Maria however was nowhere to be seen.

"Where'd that girl go? And…what was with that smile on her face? Her proctor looked kinda shocked there for a second too…Maybe I'm just imagining things."Damian looked up at the ceiling, he was lost in thought. "And what about Weavile…he knew exactly what I was going to tell him to do before I even said it, how is that possible? Professor Reverend noticed it as well, so that definitely wasn't just my imagination. This happened once before too…way back when…during my first battle with Eon."

Damian began remembering his first battle. It wasn't really a battle, he and his Eevee, Eon, were playing with a ball. It had flown up a bit too high and landed in a Pidgeotto nest. Damian climbed up to go get it, but when he made it to the nest, the ball had the same pattern as the eggs. He picked up the eggs one by one till he found the ball which had a different shape and then he jumped down from the tree. The mother Pidgeotto had seen Damian taking the ball, which it mistook for one of her eggs, and dove at Damian to get it away from him. Damian ran with his Eevee at his side and the ball in his hand. They eventually were backed into a corner, the only way out was to fight but Damian couldn't even talk, he was so afraid, especially since he was only six years old. He knew only one move Eevee could use, Quick Attack, however he'd actually have say it. He tried to talk but his voice just wouldn't come out. "Eon, quick attack, Eon…please use quick attack…Eon!"

As the Pidgeotto came down at him one final time with its wings spread out and its beak glowing, Damian began to lose consciousness. However as he passed out his Eevee, Eon, had begun to run towards the Pidgeotto giving off a trail of white light while doing so. It was using quick attack. That was the last thing Damian could remember about that day. "That was a pretty crazy day, huh Eon?"Damian smiled as he looked at the 'Cherish Ball' Eon was in. He then leaned back against the wall and put the Pokéball back in his pocket and soon nodded off.