I own nothing. Anyways, I'm using word pad since I don't have Microsoft Word, so there may be some issues with grammar and a bit of spelling.

"Hey, dumbass! Time to get up!"

With that said, Edward was kicked out of his bed. He gave a small 'ow' before getting up from the floor. "Who the hell are you?" he asked as he rubbed his sore head.

"Doesn't matter who I am. Professor Black wants you to come by his lab right now. Said something about boys leaving home eventually. I guess your time is now."

Edward raised an eyebrow. "My tenth birthday passed. Why would I leave home?"

"...Tenth birthday?"

Edward nodded. "Yeah. Mom said that eventually all boys leave home, like you just said earlier, but she meant ten-year-olds. I actually came up with an excuse not to take the Pokemon League challenge like everybody else. If my father was still alive, then I would have taken it."

"..."

"..."

"...Kid, that law hasn't been in effect for a long time now. Because of the death tolls, the age has been moved up to seventeen."

"...W-What?"

"Nothing. Anyways, you're seventeen now. Time to get off your ass and work just like the rest of us. Besides, your mother can take care of herself. She's sleeping with the Professor, anyway. As well as Billy, though I don't know why. You okay there, kid? You look a bit pale."

"I-I didn't know she slept with Billy."

"Yeah. Everyone in Pallet knows it. Even Jacob and his sisters know about the affair."

"..."

"Ack! Don't puke now, boy! Get your ass to the Professor's lab before I shove my foot up your-"

"I'm going, I'm going!"

Edward ran out the door, only to come back a few seconds later to put on some clothes. The assistant in his room just shook her head before leaving the room.

"...It's been two hours and your grandfather's still not here yet?"

"Shut it, Masen. He's here. Though, he's probably busy with your mom."

"Watch it, Black. I'm not the wimpy kid that you used to know. Ow! What the fuck?!"

"I thought you said you weren't the wimpy kid I used to know. Ow!"

They ended up in a fist fight after that. The assistants in the lab paid no mind to the two as they continued to beat the crap out of each other. Of course, they made way for Professor Black and his 'number one' (the Professor's words, not theirs or hers since she's just like the others) assistant when they entered the lab. While the Professor looked at the scene in amusement, his assistant growled before walking over to the two bloody boys, grabbed them by the collar of their shirts and pulled them apart, only to smack them both into each other.

"Now that we have y'all's undivided attention, the Professor will proceed with his request. Professor."

"Right. Thank you, Zilla. Ahem. It has come to my attention that none of you had taken the League Challenge. I understand that leaving home at the age of ten is too much, and a bit dangerous with those pedophiles out there. But now the two of you are of age to be responsible for your actions. It's about time you leave home, especially you, Edward."

"Wh-? Why me?!"

"Your father left a huge amount of debt behind. A debt that your mother can't pay off by herself. This year the Indigo League is paying a lot of money, probably in the billions, to the winner of the League Challenge. That's enough to pay off your father's debt, and enough to save your mother from prostitution."

"Which doesn't even matter, anyways," Jacob added under his breath. That earned him a smack behind the head by Zilla. "Show some respect, boy," she said before looking back at the Professor to continue. Professor Black nodded before speaking once more.

"But there's also another thing I would like you two to do for me. Apparently, ten-year-olds don't have the responsibility as a young adult. In fact, some of them came back a week after they had left just for me to either fix their Pokedexes or replace them. Really, how hard is it to collect information for the Pokedex? There's just a hundred-fifty Pokemon for crying out loud!"

"Kanto wise, sir."

"Oh. Right. Thank you, Assistant #21."

"...It's Victor, sir."

"What was that, Assistant #21?"

"Nothing, sir."

The sad part about this was that Zilla's name is the only name Professor Black remembers, only because she was the "accidental" mid-wife of his first-born, Billy. Of course, if you were to see Zilla in person, you would think that she looked a bit younger than both the Professor and his son.

"Back to the matter, I need you two to gather information for me that those kids couldn't and for Edward to raise money for his father's debt. Now then, Zilla."

Zilla nodded before walking over to the table at the center of the lab. There were three Pokeballs on the table, each with a type symbol of the Pokemon inside. Grabbing two of the Pokeballs, Zilla walked back towards the boys. "Usually new trainers get the choice of choosing their own Pokemon," she explained. "Unfortunately, y'all don't have that choice." She then gave them a Pokeball.

"Why don't we have a choice?"

"Yeah! I wanted a Charmander, not a Bulbasaur!"

"That's exactly why. You're picky. As for Edward," Zilla said before turning her attention to the emerald-eyed boy. "Your father wanted me to breed my Blastoise. The only problem was that Eric was the only Blastoise we had on the ranch. So he offered a Wartortle that he had won in a poker game. He had made sure it was a female first before giving it to me."

"So he wanted my first Pokemon to be a Squirtle?"

"That's correct. Of course, he was drunk at the time when he made that request."

Thanks a lot, Dad, Edward thought bitterly. Shows how much you cared.

"Have anything else to say before they leave, Professor?"

Professor Black thought about it before shaking his head. "That will be all, other than good luck." Both boys nodded before heading towards the door. Once they were gone, Zilla spoke without turning to look at the Professor, causing him to gasp in realization.

"Why didn't you give them their Pokedexes yet?"

"Do you have everything packed, honey?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Spare underwear?"

"Yes."

"Jeans? Clean shirts?"

"Yes and yes."

"Condo-"

"MOM?!"

"Well, you'll never know, honey. You may be a young adult, but you're not old enough to be a father yet."

Edward sighed. "I know I'm not. Besides, I'm not, you know, getting any with anybody. I haven't developed those needs yet." He then remembered something from this morning. "Oh! And who's Zilla and how did she get into the house?"

Elizabeth blinked. "Zilla? Professor Black's number one assistant? I didn't know she was here."

"Yeah. This morning."

"Hmm. I honestly don't know other than your father fancying her. Of course, she would never go out with him or anything because of her history with a certain man years ago."

So not even his mother knew about Zilla. Wonder if anyone else knows about her. Of course, the mystery behind the assistant would have to wait. There are other things that Edward has to worry about.

"I guess I'll be going now. Hopefully I could make this 3,000 pokedollars last for a while."

"Just do what I did when I was a trainer; knockout your opponent by 'accident' and take their money!"

"..."

"It's actually a lot easier, I promise you."

Edward just nodded before kissing his mother's cheek and going out the door. Guess taking money from trainers was a lot better than having sex with them for money.

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Money earned: $3000

Negativity will be ignored. Again, I'm not using Microsoft since my laptop rebooted itself, so I will be using the spell check on the sites document page (or whatever it's called).

12/14/15 - Fixed some stuff. May not be noticeable, though.