-I started this project a long while back, and have recently decided to pick it back up. Considering my writing skills have improved a lot, or so I like to think, I'll start by rewriting the first chapter then moving onto the long awaited second chapter.-

"And The Story Begins..."

A loud ringing sound emitted from the Snorlax clock, which was placed right alongside the bed. David's eyes quickly shot open, pressing a button which stopped the annoying ringing, and also giving his eyes time to refocus. He streched and yawned as a small smile appeared on his face. "It's here..." he said, still unable to believe that the day had finally come. Today was indeed a special day, seeing as it was the day that the local Professor would give out pokemon to new young trainers in the small town of Litgry, a little city lying across the ocean of Cherrygrove City.

David's eyes shifted back to his little Snorlax-shaped clock. His smile quickly faded as he noticed that the alarm clock had been set to the wrong time. "8:45..." he said to himself, reaching over to his bedside counter, quickly snatching the trainer poster that was being handed around. "7:45? I set the wrong hour!" he shouted, quickly jumping up and running over to his dresser, sliding on a pair of slightly baggy, dark green pants with had six metal clasps, which ran down along the side, three on each side, specially made for holding pokeballs. He also threw on a white t-shirt, darting into the restroom across the wall, quickly spiking up his jet black hair, his mysterious dark green eyes staring back at him in his reflection. "Gotta look good.." he said to himself, quickly running down the stairs of his house, a smile spread across his face.

His mother turned to greet him, but David nodded her off, grabbing two pieces of toast, his keys, and the key to the lock of his bike. "Running late! Love ya!" he said, his voice disappearing into the background as he ran out of the door, unlocking his bike and then mounting it, pedaling as fast as humanly possible down the street, biting into the delicious toast his mother had made him.

David arrived at the Litgry Lab shortly after, locking his bike up to the bike rack, feeling his heart slump as he noticed no other bikes were there. He darted in through the sliding doors, his eyes landing upon the attractive young attendant, who pointed towards a door. "Dr. Jacobs is in there..." she said, smiling. "Fank Joo!" he said through the bread stuffed in his mouth. She quickly lost her expression when she saw David's wide grin. "I'm sorry D-" she attempted to say, but David had already ran into the room she motioned to.

The young, hopefully soon-to-be trainer stood upon a circular, metallic room, which contained a large structure in the middle, covered by a thick layer of glass, three pedestals in the middle of it stood empty. An elder man turned to the loud entrance and gave a weak smile towards David, his expression, like the attendant's, quickly died out as he looked from the structure, then back to David. "Look David, I tried... I really did, I'm really sorr-" the wise, grey-haied man said, with sympathy in his voice before he noticed David turning around and heading out, his head slumped. "It's ok.." David said, sighing heavily and heading towards the main entrance. Professor Jacobs popped his head out of the room, knowing how much David had wanted this moment. "Next year!" he shouted as David exited the place.

This all didn't seem real. He had waited his entire life to become a trainer, this was going to be THE day, he was gonna get a chance to be like...him. David's thoughts were interupted by a faint bark. His head snapped towards the direction of the sound and he saw two kids he recognized from "PokeTrainer School" who were kicking back and forth some orange, furry objec- no, Pokemon? David sprinted across the lawn of the complex, giving both kids a rough push, sending them five feet away, stumbling as David lowered onto his knees, carefully lowering his hands towards the pokemon that was too weak to defend itself. A.. Growlithe? he thought as he looked into the face of the Fire/Dog type pokemon. He raised his heads towards the two abusers, his sad expression easily converted into a face of anger. "Why were you jerks messing with this little guy?" David shouted, his voice raising with every word. He examined them both, they each had a pokeball on their respective belts. One was a large, "big-boned" kid that stood, wearing an all-red outfit, which his shorter, and much skinnier companion also sported, a large "P" logo plastered proudly upon their chests.

"Because we can... we're the great Parkinson twins!" the bigger one said, obviously proud of his heritage, beaming towards David. "I heard about you.. two rich spoiled kids who think your amazing because your Dad's in the Elite Four..." David said, removing something from his pocket as he petted the hurt Growlithe. The elder and fatter of the Parkinson twins, Joseph, turned red at David's comment. "You should shut the heck up!" he shouted, angered. "And you should shed a few hundred pounds..." David replied, still looking down at the Growlithe, spraying some liquid onto it's fur. It quickly disolved, almost as if sinking past it's fur and into the Pokemon itself.

David raised up, brushing off his knees, releasing a sigh, then looking up to the two brothers. "A potion huh? Well, it's wild... it won't respond to you!" Joseph said, drawing his pokeball and extending it outwards, which his brother, Nathan also reluctantly imitated as well, both balls now drawn out. They both drew their hands back, and like a slingshot, threw their pokeballs at the ground, splitting the balls open, releasing a ray of light which quickly materialized into their respective pokemon, an Abra and a Pidgey. "We'll go easy on your" Joseph snicked, before continuing "Get em' Abra!" Joseph shouted, as his brother followed suit, "U-um.. Go Pidgey! Get him!". David's eyes widened as both of these commanded pokemon rushed towards him, willing to obey their master's every command.

-Yep, the next chapter should be up real soon, followed by the third chapters a bit afterwards. Hint: The next chapter is a bit more action-oriented... please R&R, bye.-