Welcome back to my story. I Guess. Oh hey Aiden!

Aiden: Please stop talking to yourself. This is an embarrassment.

Now now, is that any way to treat your lord and savior? Now is it?

Aiden: *sigh* No, oh exalted master.

There we go. On with the story!

Chapter 1: Journey

It's weird inside a pokeball.

You become nothing but a bunch of energy, and sometimes my mind feels like it bouncing off the sides of the walls. Snatches of conversation, the smell of a forest, visions of towns.

Sometimes I could see it clearly, and other times it seemed to be nothing but a trick of eyes. And nose... And ears. That being that, it was dark. I didn't like the dark. So when I found myself on a wooden floor in a small-looking bedroom, I was a bit surprised.

Although this was no messy boys bedroom, with clothes strewn everywhere and the suspicious scent of rotten eggs looming over you, this room wasn't the model of perfection either. There were a few posters seemingly barely attached to the wall, and all of them seemed to be portaying famous gym leaders, or maps of the different regions.

There was a dresser with several drawers pushed out in the back of the room. Typical human clothing seemed to be stockpiled in the dresser. Why humans could create such interesting things yet refuse to do as something as simple as keeping a room clean is something I'll never comprehend.

A bed was shoved into a corner with a strange looking object next to it. The object was a thing I've only heard of once before, referred to as television. Humans could sit for hours on a cough staring at it. A waste of time in my opinion.

In the center of the room a few feet in front of me was the girl- Cassie. She seemed to be admiring me. After getting my bearings I realized that this was her room, which made me ponder why she had sent me out of my pokeball.

"I'm so glad we'll be going on a journey together" she told me. Behind her on her bed was a bag filled with miscellaneous items. Articles of clothing, scraps of food, and other items supposedly needed on a long trip.

I also noted with partial interest that a large can of pokemon food was sticking out.

The journey as she called it, seemed to be of importance to her. Although I was positive that I've never heard anyone talk of this before, I knew that it must be important to her.
She seemed to take my silence as a response, because she started talking again.

"It's just, after watching both of my sisters go on their journeys and having the time of their lives, I couldn't wait to have my own!" She turned to pointlessly adjust some materials in her bag, making it an even bigger mess.

I started to lose interest in her human yapping and remembered poor Sage. If I didn't really want to leave him, like I had believed earlier, then why did I feel relief now? I wanted to curl up and maybe even cry but I wasn't about to show weakness to the human in front of me. I wasn't going to be some pampered pokemon like Sage and I had teased Froakie about.

In the end, I decided that I might as well make this new life that I was stepping into a good one.. A journey by the sound of it could be a lot of fun! It would do me no good to ignore my new trainer however.

When I turned my attention to Cassie I noticed that she had taken an item from her bag. It was a red looking thing that I couldn't even begin to know how to describe.

But being grown in a daycare and lab had its advantages. There was plenty of time to learn human symbols and letters. On the side of this strange device read "Pokedex."
The girl seemed to look back at her pokedex and to me for a moment before nodding to herself and putting it away.

"What's that?" I say, even though I know there's no point. Humans can't understand pokemon obviously, even though we could understand them. All she was hearing was yips and growls.

Tones, however, never seemed to differ for any kind of language or species. Hearing and seeing the questioning look on my face, she said, "This? It's just a pokedex. All trainers get one. It has a lot of different uses. "

I didn't really care anymore. Let the humans play with their silly little human toys.
She stepped a few feet closer to me and started to crouch down. I didn't like her being so close, and I let a growl rise into the back of my throat. She seemed a little bit shocked for a moment and stepped back to a comfortable distance.

"Sorry, you must be confused. And..maybe scared? But don't worry! You don't need to be scared. We're a team now!" I let the growl stop, but remained in a cautious position. In the back of my mind I knew there was no point of doing this, but stubborn as a Tauros I remained like that. Something she said sparked at my mind. A team? Why would she say that? Every other human I met treated me like a dumb animal. But she was treating my as something more than that.

"Listen," she said, inching closer. " You and me? We're partners now. We might meet new friends, and that'd be wonderful! But you and me..." She was within arms reach now. "... We're going to be best friends."

She reached out to me very slowly. Not knowing what to do, I leaned out and sniffed her hand. Seeing this as a sign of acceptance, she gently started to rub a spot behind my ear.
And let me tell you; that felt heavenly. It took a lot of willpower not to flop over on the floor.

She laughed and seemed amused at my obvious liking of being scratched.
I liked her. Although I will miss Sage, I won't regret this. Because thinking of him having a trainer like Cassie is enough to make me lose concern.

After Cassie had packed all her stuff for this 'journey' that she had talked about, she told me to follow her down a staircase, and I gladly obliged. As soon as I jumped off the bottom step I realized that this is where we were when she picked me to be her starting pokemon.

Normally, Professor Sycamore had teens visit the pokemon lab In distant Lumiose City to receive their first pokemon. For him to have gone out of his way to visit Cassie in her own home, they must've known each other very well. The first floor of this home was significantly larger than the one room upstairs. In one glance I noticed a kitchen and dining area, a computer and several other doors leading to other rooms. I could only guess what lay beyond them. My attention however, was drawn to the computer. In the screen was a mail document. Concentrating my focus on the document, I read that it was sent by someone named 'Markus Kevian.'

"Oh Cassie!" a voice said from the kitchen. I saw the woman now walking toward Cassie had several defining features. Her hair was up in a bun, and was a dirty blonde color. She had lots of Cassie's features, so I would have to assume that this was her mother. They shared piercing blue eyes, and well sculpted features. Finally, Cassie's mother had a spearow perched on her right shoulder.

The assumed friendly spearow let out a greeting to Cassie as well.
Although Cassie's mom did not appear to be crying, her face was red and lines were creased with worry.

"Oh little Cassie. Where'd the years go? My baby is already going on her journey! Are you sure you can't stay another day or two? The worlds a dangerous place..."

"Oh come on, mom." Cassie said impatiently. "You didn't raise me to be stupid, did you? And besides. I got this little guy with me. " she made a motion as if she was presenting me. I was nervous around her mom, and I didn't know if Cassie expected me to do anything. The mother looked at me dubiously, but then a light entered her eyes. "Well, I suppose I have nothing to worry about." She said coming close and giving me a gentle but quick scratch on the head. As an afterthought she added, " What are you going to name him?"

"I'm not sure, but I've been thinking." Cassie replied. She had a thoughtful look on her face. "What do you think of Aiden? I got it as inspiration from a word I learned about in school. It's from this buried language that barely anyone can decipher. Aidan means 'little fire' which is why I thought Aiden would be a great name!"

This thoughtful and knowledgable girl seemed a lot different from the bubbly and crazy-happy girl I saw earlier.

"That's a wonderful name!" Cassie's mom chirped.

"I'll miss you mom, I really will. But I should go now." Cassie said with a quick and casual hug. Her mom was comically opposite, making sure Cassie had no regrets and had everything she needed."

"I love you baby, so come back if you even think you might not be able to handle something."

Cassie walked out though the door waving back to her mom. When Cassie turned to the outside and started closing the door with me in front of her, I noticed the sad mother walk over to the computer. She gave a disgusted look at the mail on the monitor and promptly trashed it.

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Chapter one! Yay? Leave feedback in your review!
When I was writing this chapter, I didn't notice how many words it was. But it felt about the right size for a this scene.

If you didn't see this before, I'll say it again: I don't know when I'll post chapters. It could be smaller chapters everyday, or longer chapters every few says or a week. It just depends. I think I actually take way to long to get to a point in this story. First chapter, and we've barely started the journey. Do you agree?