Thought I might as well upload Chapter 2 :-)

Would love to hear what you guys think so far! Enjoy!.....


Sydney, Australia, December 8, 2009 (2 days before the events of Chapter 1)

"Good morning listeners! Prepare yourself for another scorcher today, looks like the heat isn't going to give in! Now I'll hand it over to our weather reporter Stacey La..."

The gawky radio reporter's voice was abruptly muted, as the unwillingly conscious girl gently pressed a button on the clock radio. Abigail Morelli pulled back the single, thin blanket covering her clammy, sweaty body. The night had been horrendously humid. Of course unlike countries in the Northern Hemisphere, Australia was in summer, which meant a hot and most often unbearable December.

Abby glanced over at the clock; 6:30 AM - too early in her opinion. Alas, her university classes began at 7:00 sharp, and she couldn't afford to be late. It was Abby's first year at the University of Sydney, and she was relishing every minute of it. Like all universities around the world, the University of Sydney had in recent decades created a new faculty, the Faculty of Pokémon Studies, to accommodate the increasing number of people wanting to learn and study Pokémon. Courses ranged from Pokémon Clinical Care, to Pokémon Battle Studies, Poké Mechanics, Pokémon Immunology, and many more.

Abby was studying a Bachelor of Poké Battle Studies. Her natural skill to be a talented trainer made her an excellent student, well recognisable by her teachers and peers.

But her calm and collected nature stood her apart from the rest of her peers; she preferred to calmly and sedately care for her Pokémon, instead of applying other harsh training methods. But other trainers were cautious of engaging a battle with Abby - she was powerful and ferocious in battle, rarely losing to other trainers.

"Snorunt?" Abby called quietly. The girl seldom raised her voice, and this time was not to be an exception.

She rummaged through neatly piled clothes, wardrobes, cupboards and drawers as she went. Snorunt's disappearance did not worry hey, the little ice Pokémon often hid from her for fun.

Abby walked into the kitchen nearly slipping on a puddle of water slowly seeping from the fridge, it's door ever so slightly ajar. She noticed that the dining table adorned with plates and cutlery ready for her breakfast, had been frozen solid. Abby smiled. She walked over to the fridge and opened the door.

"Sno? Runt Sno Sno!" Snorunt exclaimed. The ice Pokémon was huddled amongst frozen foods and drinks.

"You silly little thing, come out here," Abby giggled. Snorunt always had trouble coping with the intense heat of an Australian summer.

A device vibrated in her pocket. She removed her mobile phone, and seeing the number and name that flashed before her, answered it hastily.

"Ah! Professor Wellor!" Abby uttered aloud. She had been expecting a call from the American Pokémon Professor for some time now.

"Good morning Miss Morelli, I hope I haven't woken you," Wellow muttered apologetically.

"No, I was getting ready for Uni," She replied. She held out a Poké Ball, and aimed it at Snorunt. The little Pokémon gladly returned to the warmth of its Ball in a pulse of amber/red light.

"Good, I see your studies are going well," the young professor said gleefully. He continued, "on to the matter of our concern, are you able to fly out to Denver, leaving this afternoon?"

"Certainly!" The girl exclaimed. "I wasn't expecting for it to happen so soon, I assume everything is going as planned?"

"It most certainly is!" Wellor said. "In fact, I'm expecting that young Mr. Cadwell should be arriving in a few days time. I have spoken with his parents, and they believe it is an excellent idea. It has much potential as a trainer, you know."

"Good," Abby replied.

"Very well, then I should see you in the next few days," Wellor finished. "Good day to Abigail."

Abby replaced the phone in her pocket, grabbed her goods and made her way towards University.

It was finally happening!

Soon it would all begin...