Chapter 1

Year: 1983 in the pokemon world

It was a sunny summer day in Saffron City, the breeze was light and welcoming, basically inviting anyone to spend their time outside. The cloudless blue sky meant many people were in the streets of the city. One such person was the up-and-coming psychic trainer and user Sabrina Spellman. Sabrina was spending one of her rare days off from training by walking outside around the city.

Indeed, Sabrina usually spent most of her time inside training either herself in the mysteries of the psyche or instructing her pokemon team. Her powers had first manifested when she was quite young and only after a few months of training and honing her abilities was she considered the most powerful psychic in all of Saffron City. Her psychic aptitude was, however, limited to certain areas, meaning she was not able to utilize all of the rare branches of psychic manipulation, but rather was strong in a select few. She had just turned 16 last month and was making ready to take over one of the Saffron gyms from her father, the psychic focused one of course. She had been working at the gym as a trainer for a year this upcoming July. A year she felt had been very rewarding as she deepened her connection to her pokemon, strengthening not only herself, but also that of her team.

Now psychic powers may manifest in many ways and are quite diverse as they are usually tied into a person's personality and just as every person is different so is their ability to manipulate the psyche. Sabrina's powers lay in psychokinesis, also referred to by some as telekinesis, telepathy and to some extend divination. This meant her potential usage in other areas such as empathy was rather limited, this however was not very important to Sabrina as she didn't believe in the usage of emotions anyway. Of course, everyone has the potential to become a psychic, but their power and skill are rarely anything compared to true born psychics. Sabrina of course was a true born psychic as was her little brother and father.

Getting back to the present, however, it was while she was walking through town, that she heard a commotion down one of the side streets. This was not uncommon as pokemon battles between the trainers of the two gyms of Saffron City was becoming an everyday occurrence. This fight sounded different, however, as it was not the sounds of pokemon battle that reached Sabrina, but rather human yelling. Curious as what was making all that ruckus, she decided to walk towards the noise and stumbled upon quite a queer sight. In the dirty and smelly side alley she had stumbled upon, stood none other than her baby brother, who was once again skipping out on his psychic training, the dunce showed nearly no aptitude in his psychic lessons at the gym, and Sabrina despaired that her brother may never be able to manipulate psychic powers.

It was odd though as he showed prodigal skill in classes associated with pokemon both theoretical and practical. Indeed, his school had nothing but praise for her younger brother. She refocused in upon the scene in front of her and noticed that he was standing in the middle of the alley and hovering over something almost as if he was using his body to protect something. He looked like he usually did that is he had long platinum blonde hair that was closer to white and was halfway tied into a smart ponytail with some of his hair falling freely over the sides and covering his ears. He had light turquoise eyes that resembled a beautiful summer sky that seemed to carry its own inner light. Yes, this was indeed her little brother, but what was he doing in a sketchy alley way on the edge of the city?

Oh, also her idiot brother was surrounded by three Machops and their trainers who looked like they were not only ready for a fight, but rather were itching for it. The grey humanoid pokemons had three brown ridges on top of their heads, large red eyes, and muscles covered their entire body. That could be an issue, seeing as her brother didn't own any pokemon….

"We have told you freaks before; this side of the city is ours and is under the jurisdiction of the real gym of Saffron City. Only fighting type pokemon rule and that is why the fighting gym of Saffron City is the best! Any psychic pokemon or trainers coming into our side of the city is free game!" said one of the grunt looking trainers and his friends laughed along like what he said was the most hilarious thing.

Sabrina hesitated, so these trainers were from the rival gym of Saffron City. You see Saffron City had prided itself for years now that the city's trainers were so skilled that they had the manpower to supply two separate typing gyms. These two gyms, the Psychic gym and the Fighting gym, had been at odds for years as they were fighting for dominance within the city. It started out subtle enough, the gyms would campaign for money from the city council by indicating how many citizens of Saffron City they would teach, help, or defend. This slowly led to gym-trainers trying to poach people and even sometimes intimidate people into joining their gym over the other and now it would seem the fighting type trainers were claiming part of the city as their own. This simply wouldn't do….

The three trainers all wore white fighting gear commonly seen in dojos and by the looks of their white and yellow belts it seemed they were fairly new and inexperienced. They probably would not be much of a challenge for any adept trainer; however, her brother was six and was yet to receive his first pokemon, making it very unlikely that he would win this fight.

"I told you already! I won't let you beat up pokemon just because they are Psychic types! Do you know how messed up that is? Can't you tell how scared it is? Can't you feel it? What would you guys think if someone did that to your pokemon huh! You guys are just a bunch of bullies!"

Sabrina was as of yet still unnoticed by either party and began to stalk forward to get a better position. Oh, how she loved to make a dramatic entrance. She had most of her team with her so if worst came to worst, she would destroy them for hurting her brother and for their deluded thinking that psychic pokemon were freaky.

The Machops moved their feet around and looked at each other guiltily as they too felt this was morally wrong, however, they trusted their trainers and would follow their orders. As was the trait of most trained pokemon, that of loyalty. The grunts, however, only seemed to be get more annoyed by the little kid's outburst.

"Alright punk, we gave you a chance to move away from the pokemon and get the hell out of our side of town! Now get ready to be in a world of hurt! Machop use a low powered Low Kick on the kid!"

One of the Machops hardened its resolve and moved forward its leg starting to gather the energy needed for a low powered kick.

Sabrina had heard enough and released two of her pokeballs that opened high in the air to release a blinding flash of light that congregated into the shapes of an Alakazam and a Kadabra. Without even giving a verbal command did the Kadabra teleport her brother and whatever he was holding away.

The grunts all turned around to see who would dare to disturb their hazing of the freak. Sabrina could see the fear in their eyes when they noticed and realized it was her. With a smile she gave her pokemon the mental command.

William Spellman, or Willy to his friends, looked around disoriented as bright colors were dancing across his eyes dazing him. There were large trees surrounding him and he was sitting on a large flat rock in what appeared to be a clearing of some kind. It would appear he had been teleported to the forest surrounding Saffron City. The light of the sun was barely coming through the high canopy of the forest leaves.

He felt something in his arms moving and quietly groaning in a very high-pitched voice. Looking down he saw a blue and light pink humanoid pokemon that laid sheltered within his still arms. It looked quite unique almost like it had a bob haircut with blue hair, except, it had two orange-colored horns sticking out from its head. At a glance it looked almost humanoid in the sense that it looked similar to a child with its pinkish body. The little pokemon looked absolutely terrified and held trembling on to him for dear life.

"Hey little buddy calm down. Everything is alright I promise! The bad guys that were hurting you are gone. It is just us out here in the forest, look around!"

The pokemon looked around and upon seeing an unfamiliar area tried to back further into Williams arms, which made the boy make a grunt as the surprise force came quite unexpectedly. Upon hearing the youngster, the pokemon seemed to realize it was being held by a human. Looking up at William it recognized the youth as its savior. With an expression of awe and delight the pokemon began to make a high pitched sound.

"Ral-Ral! Ts. Ralts!"

Smiling at the cute beaming pokemon William adjusted his grip on it so that he could put it down, however, the little buddy would simply hold on to him and say the same sound. It was honestly quite endearing even if the pokemon seemed kind of clingy. William did not recognize the pokemon even after it began saying its own name, meaning it most likely was not from Kanto. It could be a rare pokemon he supposed, but why would it be left alone in the city then?

"Huh that's an unusual coloring for a Ralts" said a friendly voice from behind the couple.

Startled, Willy broke out from his reverie and turned around at the sound of the familiar voice, thereupon he looked into the eyes of his brilliant big sister Sabrina. Her long green hair was a bit disheveled, and her purple eyes were sharp with focus upon the pokemon in Williams arms. She wore her usual gym uniform of a red tight-fitting jacket adorned with yellow buttons and a pair of black trousers that were mostly covered by a high fitting pair of red boots. William looked upon his sister with big bright eyes carrying way too much emotion for Sabrina's liking he called out

"Sabrina! That was you wasn't it, that helped me from the bullies? Thank you so much big sis, I could feel how those pokemon were reluctant to attack me, but then after that big bully gave the command it changed to determination! It was all so scary. They were big meanies. They were harming this pokemon and kept calling it freaky, it was terrible! It was almost like they didn't care about other pokemon than their Fighting types! Who does that!?"

Sabrina sighed. Her younger brother really should start listening to his lessons about emotional manipulation as while she couldn't feel his emotions she could quite clearly see that he was distressed.

"Calm down William. Remember that any proper Psychic knows to clear the mind of emotion and expectations. They cloud your judgement and alter your behavior in subtle but noticeable ways. If you approach things from a neutral and unemotional standpoint, you will be able to make the most of whatever happens."

William groaned at the impromptu lecture, having heard a similar one a million times before.

"Yes yes, clear your mind, discipline the mind, ya-da ya-da. You know it doesn't work for me that way Sabrina I can't just shut out my emotions!"

Sensing the distress in William the little blue pokemon turned to face Sabrina and shouted threateningly, or as threating as a Ralts can sound.

"Ralts!"

Seeing the Ralts trying to look fierce made Sabrina smirk in slight amusement "Well William it would seem like the little Ralts agrees with you. That is quite an achievement I should mention as well as Ralts can use its horns to sense people's emotions and only agree with someone if they sense they tell the truth. That is why they are called the empathetic pokemon. You should ask if it wishes to come back with us to the gym, as it looks quite young for its species, almost baby like."

Widening his eyes in surprise with the idea that Ralts could come with him and become his first pokemon partner. Willy looked down to the little blue pokemon and nervously asks.

"Do you want to Ralts? Do you want to come with me?"

With no hesitation the Ralts turns back into his arms and yells its name over and over again into his chest. Feeling quite delighted himself, William lifts up Ralts high into the air and spins it around while laughing all tension left behind.

"Would you look at that, it seems you have just gotten your first pokemon William and a shiny no less. Here take this pokeball and catch it so that it can be unofficially yours. Since you are underage, you aren't actually allowed to catch pokemon, but we can have it in my name until you turn old enough to start your journey. I will make sure to call Professor Oak tomorrow to set it up."

Nodding profusely William takes the pokeball from Sabrina and gives it to the Ralts who after a short confused look at the ball reaches out with her tiny hands to simply push the button in the middle of the ball. A red light is emitted from the ball that hits the Ralts drawing the pokemon inside and with only a slight twitch the ball gives off a glow indicating a successful capture.

"Alright! I caught myself a Ralts! That's is so cool!" said William while doing a little victory dance around the clearing only for him to stop up completely.

"Ehh Sabrina Ralts is a Psychic pokemon right?" said William slightly sheepish at not knowing the typing of his first pokemon.

Groaning in exasperation of her little brother Sabrina simply graps her brother and guides him towards their house.

"Yes, William your pokemon is a Psychic type and you will learn all about it cause when we are going home you will get a lesson about Psychic types from me. No brother of mine shall be ignorant of Psychic types and their needs. As you should already know everything about them from your lessons at the gym! What have they been teaching you? Juggling?"

Willy tried to hide his growing smile as he managed to frustrate his sister, a rare treat indeed, the emotionally stunted trainer. He simply nodded along easily agreeing while being dragged along. His thoughts, however, were on the Ralts and how excited he was to finally start having a pokemon friend of his own.

Year: 1986 in the pokemon world

"No, no, no! William you are still not doing it right."

Sitting in a candlelit dim room inside of the Saffron gym, the room adorned many tables and chairs for a classroom setting as it was regularly used as such. It was quite dark for a classroom as the walls were colored a dark grey that was close to black and the floors were no different. It had been three years since William had caught his first pokemon who still was under the ownership of his sister. He turned ten less than a few days ago meaning there was less than a year left before he would start his own pokemon journey.

The days after catching his Ralts had been interesting, besides going to the local pokemon center to heal the Ralts and get some information about HER. Well Aurora became her name, at the time of catching she was less than a year old having been hatched that year. As such she was considered too young to battle, which was fine with William since he wasn't a trainer yet. That wasn't to mean that he could not train her the psychic exercises that he too had to endure.

"I don't understand why I have to do this you know I have little to no psychic abilities in this area Sabrina! This lecture is nearly as boring as miss Trewlawney's, 'Broaaaaden your miiiind! Use your inner eye to see the future!' ya-da ya-da. Come on Sabrina can't we do something else?"

Sitting in a small room William was glaring fiercely upon the item held high in his hand, a silver-metal spoon. Sabrina had started teaching William in the different methods of Psychic control and manipulation. That was another change, as Williams latent psychic abilities had finally manifested and without trying to sound boasting, his potential was massive. The issue was his abilities congregated in certain areas leaving no potential in others.

So far, his abilities were in three areas: precognition, telepathy, and empathy. While that sounded like some very versatile abilities, they were very limited…. His precognition tended not to focus on him, but rather his pokemon. His sister theorized that could aid him in future battles as he would perhaps have the ability to sense attacks coming towards his pokemon before any attack landed, but so far, he had only managed to defend Ralts from a dangerous pillow flying at her.

His telepathy was fairly strong as he needed no eye contact to his target to set up a link, furthermore, he could communicate with other people or pokemon through this ability. However, if they weren't a psychic or a psychic pokemon who could control their powers…. Well, they wouldn't be able to respond back. Lastly were his empath abilities, which perhaps were his strongest, he could sense people around him, their emotions almost singing to him. However, as the ability was now, he couldn't control whose emotions he felt, which often left him disoriented as the many sensations of a crowd would get overwhelming.

Sabrina would often lecture William that if he had better control and spend more time training then he would be able to control this ability better, which leaves us with the current circumstances.

"It doesn't matter if you succeed today, what is important is that you learn the processes. You will need to know every psychic process that I can teach before you leave for Professor Oak, or is it no longer in your interest to become the first Psychic empath pokemon-scientist? If so, tell me and ill call Professor oak immediately and tell him you shall remain here."

William groaned in frustration about the repeating argument. He knew it was important to know about the different areas of Psychic manipulation and how to accesses them. However, he knew his potential in many of those areas were near none and therefore didn't care much about them. Going to Professor Oak to study was essential for Williams future goals, he just had to go.

As of this day he had two goals in mind: one to become the greatest Psychic pokemon trainer in the world, including beating his sister, and secondly to study pokemon relations with humans in depth as his empath abilities would be essential in understanding the pokemon involved, or so he theorized. This was why William wanted to use his last year before starting his pokemon journey at Professor Oaks, who arguably was the leading researcher in the topic of pokemon-human relations.

"No Sabrina, as you already know, I want to study under Professor Oak so that I might become a field researcher while on my pokemon journey. I also know that you think that might be difficult as the Professor rarely ever selects anyone to do field research for him. I know you would sponsor me for the journey of course, but I would feel better if I earned it from Professor Oak rather than getting the sponsorship because I am your little brother. Also, by becoming a sponsored trainer by Professor Oak I will have access to his ranch and pokedex, which would be absolutely fantastic!"

With a slight tuck on the lips Sabrina smirked slightly before in a flash correction her face back to one of indifference. If William couldn't practically feel her pride, he would have said she didn't care either way he chose.

"As you wish, the last thing you should understand and practice before you leave is energy sensing, which sometimes is also referred to as energy sensitivity. It is a trained Psychic ability that few show promise in, I myself have little talent in this branch of Psychic manipulation. You, however, should be able to accomplish quite a lot with it as I believe it falls under empathetic abilities. In short energy sensitivity is the ability to sense the energy within a person or pokemon. This can be especially useful when training pokemon, if successful, a practitioner can feel the different energies from typing attacks gathering within the pokemon. This is also why so many Psychic pokemon can do attacks that are not associated with their type, such as Kadabra using Thunder Wave. It is, however, quite hard for the Psychic pokemon to gather the energy needed for attacks that are not in their typing and as a result the attacks can become weaker compared to pokemon that are part of that type if improperly trained. Any questions so far William?"

Williams head was spinning from that explanation as that was quite a lot of information in just one go… There was one thing that stood out though.

"So, you are saying Psychic pokemon technically have the potential to learn attacks from any typing?"

A thoughtful expression reaches Sabrina's face and she begins to voice her thoughts "In theory, Psychic pokemon should be able to learn any attack. In reality it is not feasible as the Pokemon would have to remember all the different energies, how to gather them, and release them for every single attack. I don't think even if the pokemon trained every day that this would be feasible. It may take months of training for a Psychic pokemon to learn a low-level attack of another typing and it would take even longer for more powerful attacks. Not to count for the time it would take for the Psychic type to also learn to use the attack in battle as the energies would have to be gathered fast or instantly to be useable in battle. It is theorized that energy is within every pokemon and human and that in theory by manipulating this energy, anyone can use any type of attack. It is said in ages long past great psychic users were able to manipulate the energies within themselves and perform pokemon type attacks. Of course, this has never been replicated or proven."

That's… interesting. William's head was already working overtime coming up with potential future training regiments for his pokemon. He knew he would only have Psychic typed pokemon so if they could learn other typing's attacks that would be a huge boon. That is when he finally could start training pokemon…

"As such the capabilities of energy sensing and manipulation is not very well understood as any users are so rare. Anyways let us see if you have any potential in energy sensitivity William. First try on yourself, close your eyes and get a feel of your own body and feel the flow inside of it. It feels different for every person, or so I am told, for some it may feel like a gentle stream running inside of your blood, for others it's an electric current, why I even heard mentions that some feel heat resembling fire."

William nodded and did as he was told warily. He thought this all sounded quite… vague. Feeling inside of his body for some energy? Perhaps people of old simply smoked something good and got confused. Like people used to use lead in paint or make green color out of arsenic… William sighed both mentally and physically and prepared himself for many long hours of doing nothing but meditate….

1983 one month later in Pallet Town

William looked up at the forested hill where a large house laid amongst the shade of several oak, willow, elm, and birch trees. The house was yellow in color with a red slated roof upon which spotted many windows. But what really made the house stand out was the windmill towering above the house though clearly attached to the house proper. The house was owned by none other than the famous Professor Samuel Oak and also doubled as his laboratory. The sun was just rising over the surrounding hills, the green grass still contained the morning dew and the sky had not a cloud in sight promising a beautiful day. Wild Pidgeys and Spearows were flying between the trees and quite a few Rattata were hanging around the town of Pallet.

All in all, this town was very different from the city of Saffron, more peaceful and quieter. William walked up to the Professor's home and knocked on the door to the house proper, he had arrived early through the usage of Sabrina's Alakazams teleport. It was just after he knocked on the door a second time that he felt a strong psychic presence within the household. It was gently probing his mind for information about who he was and what he was doing here. As such William blocked the probe itself but send welcoming and soothing thoughts back towards the unidentified psychic. He had learned from Sabrina to be cautious around powerful psychic pokemon and humans alike as they tended to be slightly paranoid.

The door opened up to reveal a middle-aged man with greying hair that looked slightly bedraggled with slight bags under his eyes. The man had a kind disposition that just seemed to give off the feeling of compassion and decency. He wore a red buttoned up polo-shirt with cream-colored pants and brown shoes. The man at first glance did not look like any type of researcher and if it was not for the white lab coat that was worn outside of his cloth one might mistake him for a realtor. This man was of course none other than the Professor Samuel Oak of Pallet Town, famous pokemon researcher and retired pokemon trainer.

Professor Oak upon seeing a young blonde-haired boy standing outside of his house gave his hand in greeting and said "Welcome to the Pallet Town Laboratory! If I am not mistaken, you must be Sabrina Spellman's little brother William? We did not expect you before noon at the earliest! Well, that is no problem anyways, come in! Come in! I'll just set over some more coffee and then I will show you around!"

William smiled slightly at the expressive greeting of the animated Professor and responded with a very excited "Thank you Professor. It is true I arrived early, but Sabrina had battles to attend to today, so she had her Alakazam teleport me to Pallet before her work schedule for the day really started. It worked out for me as I have been quite excited to come and start training under you!"

The Professor laughed at the youth; he really did love teaching kids about pokemon, so he was just as excited to get an apprentice to help him around the ranch, even if it was only for a year. He guided the apprentice-to-be to the kitchen where they sat down around a middle-sized round table that was clearly made for more than two people. It was within this room William discovered the psychic to be none other than the Professors Alakazam back from the Professors trainer days. The pokemon had incredible coloring of gold and brown with a silver spoon in each of its palms and a mustache like appendage travelling from its cheeks to the ground.

The Professor noticed the boy staring at his pokemon and sought to explain "That is my Alakazam called Oakley, get it, I am Professor Oak and my pokemon is called Oakley. Ha!" The Professor chuckled to himself, and William cracked a polite smile at the obviously poor joke.

After a slight pause, where the Professor gathered himself, he continued speaking "Oakley is a powerful psychic type pokemon. I take you properly know quite a lot of those being who you are, but please indulge an old man."

William smiled knowing quite a lot of information about the pokemon in question, he gathered mentally what he knew and took his time gathering an answer

"Yes Professor, Alakazam is the final evolutionary stage of the Abra-line and every pokemon within this line is classified as psychic types. Alakazam has incredible psychic potential with some researchers theorizing the pokemon to be capable of utilizing all forms of psychic abilities. Untrained or poorly trained Alakazam can be quite dangerous as they have been known to not utilize their psychic powers well leading to the overflow of their powers that may cause headaches to everyone close to them. This Alakazam is a male, which can be determined by the length of its mustache, as it is longer for males and shorter for females. It looks quite healthy as its skin is a healthy golden color and its brown armor looking skin appears quite sturdy. Alakazam's are known to be incredibly intelligent and there have been several cases where the pokemon never forgot a thing throughout its life. My sister's first Alakazam remembered everything from its birth, or so it told me anyway."

The Professor showed no emotion throughout the explanation except a slight upturn of his eyebrows that gave away his surprise. He had of course seen Williams school transcript and heard from Sabrina that the child knew quite a bit about pokemon, yet the detailed explanation still surprised the older man. It was quite impressive for such a young child to have that in depth knowledge of pokemon, prodigious even.

"Quite right, yes quite right indeed. I am sure you are curious to know what you will be doing here on the ranch and what you will learn under my tutelage. Sabrina also told me you are interested not only being sponsored by myself when you start your pokemon journey next year, but also to become a field researcher while travelling. Is that correct?"

Nodding enthusiastically William responded

"Yes Professor, I have long ago set myself two goals, two dreams if you will. One is to use my gift of psychic manipulation for the betterment of pokemon and human alike and what better way could I do that than researching pokemon relation with humans? By utilizing my powers, I might be able to get a better understanding of how pokemon see us humans. Secondly, I want to become the best psychic pokemon trainer there ever was and beat my sister with her real 8-badge team. I actually have my first pokemon already, but it is with my sister until a transfer can be made to you Professor as I am not yet old enough to have it officially be mine. It is a Ralts, sir, called Aurora, she is still quite young, but she will be in fighting shape before I start my journey, no doubt about that!"

The Professor again paused while looking at the young boy. His explanation was interesting, and it was quite ingenious to think to utilize his powers for research purposes. When he started talking again, he sounded quite serious.

"Interesting, yes quite interesting. Aurora can be transferred later today as your sister already told me about your situation. But William becoming a field researcher will require perfect marks throughout your school time and that is beside all the work you will put in at the lab. Furthermore, to be sponsored by me you have to be in the top 1 percentile for theoretical and practical trainer knowledge in the Kanto region. You have to apply for the test three months in advance by the way. There will be no special accommodations for you or anyone else I'm afraid, the rules are quite clear. If you or anyone else handle those requirements, I will be sure to sponsor their pokemon journey."

The Professor then paused to see if William was following along, which appeared to be the case if his intense stare and determined demeanor was any indication. Seeming satisfied he continued

"Every day after school and Saturday morning you will help around the ranch and the laboratory. You will either aid me in my research or any of the other researchers that work at the lab. My grandson Gary Oak will show you the ranch on Monday when he returns from a school trip to Viridian City. Your room is upstairs to the left, just across from Gary's own room and it is already prepared for you. Now let us see is there anything else. Hmmmmm. Oh yes! A young boy called Ash Ketchum may also pop in from time to time as his mom comes over quite often with homecooked food for us. Quite the nice family and Delia's cooking is quite fantastic. If you see Ash please do try to keep him out of trouble as while he has a great love and passion for pokemon he is…. quite rash and at times dimwitted. I am afraid he may charge at the pokemon on the ranch, which needless to say would not be wise."

William beginning to feel slightly overwhelmed at the influx of information nodded along although less enthusiastically than before. "Yes, Professor I will try to do that to the best of my abilities. Uhm, my sister did tell me to keep up with my psychic training while I am staying here, so I will have to use some time everyday for that. I hope that is okay sir."

"Yes, yes, that is quite fine. You can take all of today to look around town or simply get familiar with the ranch, as tomorrow it is Monday and that is your first day of school here. Not to say your first day of working around the ranch" With that being said the Professor made to leave the kitchen with his Alakazam and William in tow. William was then showed around the laboratory and house before the Professor left to start his own work, leaving the boy alone.

Yes, indeed thought William to himself. He would work hard and study hard to complete his goals. After all his story was just only beginning.

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the story! I will be honest right off the bat and say updates will be sporadic as I am a student so finding time to write is not always easy. The story will focus on William on his journey to become the greatest psychic pokemon trainer. I have taken some liberties with the information regarding psychics in the show and of what we knew of Sabrina. As such this is a fanfiction meaning the characters may be different than from Canon. I am by no means omniscient when it comes to pokemon so if I get anything wrong let me know and ill try to fix it in future chapters. Hope you guys enjoy!