John's POV

A bright blue light from the DS blinded me. Right now, I just gaped mindlessly but could not say anything. But I was certainly thinking of everything.

Alright, let's do this. I ain't gonna bitch out now from a chance like this. Hell, I doubt I can!

After a few seconds, the light faded away, so I opened his eyes and looked around to see anything different.

Huh, I expected the egg to pop out somewhere. I looked down at his hands which held my DS and oddly enough, it was gone! What the...? Instead, I felt a new sensation under my shirt. I pulled back my sleeve and I was wide-eyed at what I saw.

On my arm was a bulky, oval-shaped device. It had a primary colour of blue, but had stripes of red outlining the edges. Near the middle of it was a white button, and I thought "Obviously..." to, that looked like the iconic Pokeball logo, besides it a regular round black one. I pressed the Pokeball-shaped button. Instantly a slot ejected itself from the outer edge of the device. I smirked: a Pokeball. It was about the size of a softball and weighed just like it. The upper half of the ball was painted red while the lower hemisphere was painted white. And, of course, at the middle of it was its button, the size of, well, a button you would find on a sweater or a shirt.

Of course the Pokeball would be about this big. How can something like this shrink itself to something that is smaller than a golf ball?

Immediately, I grabbed the ball and pressed the button. Suddenly, I felt pressure coming from the Pokeball, as if it was about to pop. In surprise I dropped the sphere, letting a loud TINK! on the wooden floor. It clicked open and let out a bright white light. I closed my eyes, and when the light cleared, I saw what the Pokeball let out beside it: a positively gigantic egg, about the size of a beachball.

So that's the egg Arceus was talking about.I grabbed the egg and was surprised to find it was very warm. I put it on my bed and covered it with blankets. With the egg out of the way, I grabbed the open-and now empty-Pokeball from the ground and set it next to me as I sat down on my bed. I quietly continued to tinker with the strange device, letting out an occasional Blip! and Bing! from what he could tell, a combination of the PokeNav and the Poketch from the games.

(Now, I could talk about the machine all night to tell you about its... well, weirdness, but that would take too long! So I'll tell more about it later! But for now, it will be simply called "PokeNav")

Finally, with the technicalities out of the way, I continued on to press the black button. When he did, the device's upper half began to rotate and flip itself and expose its underside, which was a screen about twice the size of a DSi XL's screen. On it light gradually filled it and text began to scribble itself on it.

Uggh, MORE READING!

Congratulations. If you are reading this, that means you have accepted my offer and are participating in my game. Kudos to you.

The device you have on your arm right now is my version of what you call the PokeNav, although it is far more advanced and developed than it ("Advanced? Please, this thing has to weigh 10 pounds!"). You will have possession of the PokeNav until the game is over. When is the game over? When only one trainer is left in the game or the 1 year time limit ends.

Now, about the battling part of the game. This is probably the part you look towards the most. As you know from playing the games, a battle is commenced when a trainer approaches another trainer and they pull out their respective Pokemon to face each other in combat. The battle is over when one's Pokemon can no longer fight, and don't worry about when it is over; you will know when it is over. Also, do not worry about the loser of the battle. Once the Pokemon loses, their respective trainer will have their PokeNav destroyed and lose all of their memories of involvement of the game.

I expect great things from you, and hope for your success.

The screen then blacked out and I closed the screen of the PokeNav and took it off to put it on my wooden table (my arm was starting to sweat from being constricted from its straps).

So, now there's no turning back now, is there, Arceus?

Then I remembered the egg covered in blankets on his bed and removed the sheets. I narrowed my eyes at what I saw: the egg was covered with a faint, not obviously, but faint dark colouring. Is that a sign that the egg is growing? Man, that was fast. I laid himself on the bed and felt something stuck under my left leg. Oh yeah, the Pokeball. Man, how could I forget about that? I reached under and pulled the ball out of the folds of the bed. I looked at the interior.

Huh, how does a Pokemon fit in this thing, anyways? Oh, what am I doing!

I then looked around and saw my alarm and read 4:55 p.m.

But now, I have a more important job than just leering into a damn capsule-I gotta find out how to explain myself with my family! I tapped the egg with the button on the Pokeball and saw the egg absorbed into it in a white light. Wow, so that's how put a Pokemon back into its ball. Why don't they ever specify about the functions of the Pokeball and how it works?

I slowly walked to the door, and looked outside. Nothing's changed: no one has even stirred from their original positions: Mom was busy sleeping in the opposite room, Jason was working with his laptop in a neighbouring room, and Dad was busy relaxing himself by planting himself on the couch and taking a nap.

Wait just a moment, man. Why should your family know anything about this? This is your business, after all. Why should you let them know about your little... encounter? Besides, when they see that PokeNav and the egg, they'll probably obliterate it like your old DS and serve the egg with your bacon and toast!

At that thought, I stopped myself and shivered in fear of the thought.

That's right. None of them were ever too trusting of me, and they get to snoop around in my business when I never even went into Jason's room! I can't tell them about this, and I won't let them find out from me!

I slowly closed the door and put the Pokeball back into the PokeNav and gazed around the room

Where can I put this? The box I used to hide my DS in? No, it won't fit in there now.

My bag? No, my mom likes to look in my bag and see if I had any failed test to lecture me at.

Under my bed? Please! What am I, a 5 year-old! Grrrh! Where can I hide this!

I planted myself on the bed and gave a loud moan of depression. I turned over and looked around the room, angry at my situation. I turned my eyes to the familiar gray ceiling as if expecting God to pop in his room and show him where to hide it.

Where am I supposed to hide this, the attic?

...

Wait, the attic? We have an attic?

I looked closer at ceiling and, sure enough, saw a large square hole in it, covered by a sheet of white painted plywood. Quickly, I grabbed my PokeNav (yes, that's what I'll be calling it) chair, placed it below the hole, pushed the plywood away, and used the flashlight of the PokeNav to look around the place. Unsurprisingly, the room was small, about the size of my own room, empty, if not a little dusty and had a thick, husky scent to it. And while the ambience of it was sending chills down my spine, I couldn't help but smile.

Perfect! This place is perfect! Why haven't I found this place before? I lived in this house for 9 years, for God's sake!

He placed the PokeNav right next to the hole and closed it up.

Now that that's out of the way, time to take care of today's business!

I marched downstairs to finish my homework, not that I liked doing it. But if it meant avoiding another scolding from my parents about my poor grades, I would do it gladly. However, as calm as I may have looked, I couldn't help but smirk at the thought of the egg.

Hm... a real, live Pokemon. I wonder which one it will be...