The Adventure Begins!

There, at the back of the lab, sat Professor Oak.

"I thought you would arrive soon," he said without looking up.

"How did he know," Jett thought.

"I just had a feeling," the Professor added, startling Jett. Can he read minds?

Professor Oak looked up for the first time. "I'm afraid I don't have a beginner Pokémon to give to you. They have all been given out to other kid's."

Jett looked down, dejected at the thought of starting his adventure without a Pokémon. Everyone starts by being given a Pokémon.

"But," Oak added, "I do have something else you give you."

He walked forward, pulling a small red box out of his pocket.

"This is for you. It's a Pokédex. Ask it anything about Pokémon and it will tell you. But this is not all." Oak spun around on his heels, walking back to a small box, where he pulled out a small white and red ball. A Poké ball.

Suddenly, Jett was excited. Did he get a Pokémon after all?

"I was taking my morning stroll when I stumbled across a small Pokémon sleeping wrapped in a blanket. He had a injured back leg. So I picked him up and bought him back here and healed him. Then, I noticed something. The blanket had your name on it." Professor Oak walked forward, holding out the Pokédex and the Poké ball. "I think these belong to you."

Could it be? Jett took the Poké ball and threw it on the floor. It broke open and out popped a small spiky purple Pokémon.

When it saw Jett, it ran over, jumping at him with such force that it bowled Jett over, knocking the Pokédex out of his hand. It snapped open and started talking.

"Nidoran : It scans its surroundings by raising its ears out of the grass. Its toxic horn is for protection."

The Nidoran was now sat on Jett's lap, looking up into his face.

"It looks like he likes you," Oak commented. "You must have really made an impression."

"He was scared and hurt. But he looks great now," Jett replied.

"Yes he does. Make sure you keep him happy and healthy." Professor Oak turned his back on Jett and his Pokémon, adding, "Oh and Jett. Enjoy your adventure." With that, he walked back to his seat and started tapping on his computer keyboard.

"He's mine?" Jett looked excitedly down to the Pokémon on his lap and the Pokédex in his hand. It's really happening. He summoned Nidoran back to its Poké ball and stuffed the Pokédex into his rucksack and ran back to his house.

"Grandma." Jett burst through the door. "Grandma, look what Professor Oak gave me."

He ran over to his Grandma who was sat in her armchair. He explained all that Professor Oak had said to him.

"See, I knew this was the right time for you," she smiled as she spoke to him. "What will you call it?"

"Of course", he hadn't even thought about it.

"Rook. I'll call it Rook." Jett took out his Poké ball and threw it, summoning his new Pokémon. "Is that ok? Is that a good name for you, Rook?"

The Nidoran smiled, standing up on its back legs.

"I think he likes the name," Grandma said.

"Yeah," Jett shouted and he rushed to pick up his new Pokémon Rook, "We're going to make a great team."

"Then you'd better be going," Grandma said, feigning a stern face, "there's no point wasting time staying here at home. Go."

Jett ran towards the door, his Pokémon adventure finally starting. First stop, Viridian City. Things were happening so fast. Wasn't it only a day ago that he stumbled across Rook in the hedge? Speaking of Rook…

Jett put his hand into his pocket and pulled out Rook's Poké ball. "Come on out."

Rook appear excitedly, running a few paces ahead of Jett.

"I guess it's good to get out of your Poké ball, huh?" Jett smiled as he saw his new friend jumping around.

Suddenly, a voice came from within the trees. "Ha, look at that stupid little Pokémon."

"Hay," Jett shouted back. "Who said that?" Nobody calls his Pokémon stupid.

"I did, you big girl." A small blonde haired boy stepped out from behind a nearby tree. "My names Joey. Your Pokémon doesn't look that strong, I'm going to battle you."

"Battle me?" Jett didn't know what to do. He had never been in a Pokémon battle before. But no one calls his Pokémon stupid. "Fine, let's do it."

Joey put his hand in his bag and pulled out a Poké ball. "It's a one-on-one battle. First Pokémon to faint or surrender loses. Let's start. Roan, let's go."

Joey threw his Poké ball and out popped a small purple mouse.

Jett pulled out his Pokédex. "Rattata. Its fangs are long and very sharp. They grow continuously, so it gnaws on hard things to whittle them down." It beeped.

"Rattata, huh? Cool," Jett said excitedly. "Rook, here we go, our first battle."

"Your first battle?" Joey laughed scornfully. "This is going to be so easy. Roan, Tail Whip."

The small Rattata jumped forward, waving its tail side to side, to and fro. Rook stood fansinated, watching the tail go side to side. Soon he was swaying in time with Rattata's tail.

"Quick, Roan, Tackle attack," Joey shouted his next command. The Rattata sprang forward towards Rook. He didn't have a chance to move, he was still swaying from side to side. Roan slammed straight into Rook, hitting him between the eyes. Rook went tumbling head over heels into a nearby bush.

"Rook," Jett shouted as he ran over to his Pokémon, "Are you okay?"

The Rattata landed and spun around, facing the fallen Pokémon.

"Roan, finish it off with a quick attack." Joey wasn't taking any prisoners.

Jett looked up as the Rattata ran forward, picking up more speed the closer it got to Rook. It was moving really quickly now. "Rook, get up, we need to fight."

The Nidoran looked up just as the Rattata jumped into the bush, hitting it straight and true. The attack was so fast. This time, Rook didn't get up.

"Ha, I win," Joey said, punching the air with his fist. "Go back home, you baby. Next I bump into you, I won't go as easy on you. Roan, return."

Joey held out his Poké ball and the small Rattata went back into the ball with a flash of red light.

Jett looked down to his Pokémon in his arms. It looked in a rough way.

"Rook, what should I do? How do I get you better?" Jett looked around desperately. Someone has to be around here to help. "Someone, help me."

As he looked around, he heard a beeping from his pocket. It was his Pokédex. "When a Pokémon get's to tired or hurt, it's wise to take it to the nearest Poké Centre as soon as possible. Poké Centre's heal and care for Pokémon as well as being a place for their trainers to rest. The nearest Poké Centre from your position is found in Viridian City."

"Of course, Viridian City is just up ahead." "Hang in there, Rook, I'll get you help. Get back in your Poké Ball, you'll be safe there."

Jett held out the Poké Ball and Rook flashed back into it. Putting it into his pocket again, Jett got up and ran as fast as his legs would carry him towards Viridian City. "I'll get there soon, just a little while longer."