Well here's chapter three in the Origins story ladies and gentlemen. It's a little slow at the start but once the starters come in to the mix, that's when things get fun. Hope you enjoy and I'll see you at the end.

Disclaimer: Don't own Pokémon.

On with the story:


Chapter Three

Pokémon, I Choose You


[One year later]

"DAVID, WAKE UP, YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!"

David's eyes shot open in an instant and he shot up from his bed only to bang his head into something. Groaning and holding his head with his hand, David turned to his right to be met with the sight of Giovanni on the ground with swirls in his eyes.

"Ow..."

"Whoops. Sorry Gio." David said with a sheepish smile as he put a hand on the back of his head.

"Just... Get dressed..." Gio said rather groggily, still on the floor with swirls in his eyes.

David complied, jumped out of bed and went to his closet on his side of the room. He dressed himself in a white t-shirt, a light-brown jacket, denim jeans, black trainers and a black backpack.

"How do I look?" He asked.

Gio was finally standing upright again and gave his best friend a once over.

"You look like you're ready to start your Pokémon journey." He said, giving a thumbs up. His Meowth nodded in approval.

David smiled, gave a nod in thanks and headed out the door.

"Hey David." Gio called out.

David stuck his head back into the room. Giovanni smiled.

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks." David said cheerfully.

"I'll meet you at the Pokémon Center when you're back."

David nodded.

"Right, wish me luck."

With that, David turned back around and ran down the hallway towards the exit of the building. Gio just shook his head and looked at Meowth.

"He can't sit still for a minute, can he?"

"Meow Meowth." Meowth agreed with a smile.


David ran out of the building and down a street towards a bus stop. His eyes widened when he saw that the bus at the stop was nearly ready to leave. Picking up the pace, David broke into a full sprint towards the bus. Just as the doors where about to close, David dived through them and landed face first on the floor. The doors then closed and the bus started moving.

David picked himself up and looked at the driver of the bus, who was giving David an odd look. David pulled his bag off, opened it and pulled out a wallet. He payed the fair for the bus and went to take a seat near a window.

"Pallet Town, here I come." He said with a smile.


The trip to Pallet was short but uneventful. TOO uneventful for David's liking. The entire Journey he was fidgeting around in his seat and constantly tapping his hands on his legs, making some kind of drum beat. The bus pulled up to the bus stop outside of a large building on top of a hill. David stepped out of the bus and stretched his arms and legs as far as he could.

"Finally!" He exclaimed with a sigh.

After his short stretch, he began making his way up to the building on the hill. Once at the front door, he knocked and waited for someone to answer. David could hear movement inside and then heard a click from the door. The door opened and someone appeared in the doorway. David's eyes widened at the person who answered the door.

"No-"

"Way."

"Hello country girl." David greeted with a teasing smile.

Delia was the one who answered the door, her eye twitching yet again at the 'country girl' comment. "De-" She began before being cut off.

"Delia. I remember." David said, a cocky grin replacing his teasing one.

Delia was slightly taken off guard by that, but quickly recovered for a retort. "Oh, so you do have a brain after all." She said, a grin of her own appearing. David face faulted at the comment and Delia giggled at his reaction. "So, what're you doing here?" She asked. David picked himself up and walked into the building, standing in a waiting room.

"I'm here to get my starter from Professor Oak. This is his lab, right?" David asked, a little unsure.

"Yes, it's his lab." Delia confirmed. David nodded and sat down on a chair to wait.

"What about you?" David asked. Delia sat one chair away from David to his right.

"Same as you. I've been waiting fifteen minutes now for the professor to show up." Delia answered.

"What are you gonna choose for you starter?" David asked. Delia shrugged.

"I dunno. I'll decide when I'm in there I guess. You?" David looked up as if in deep thought for a moment before finally answering.

"Well, I've been thinking about this choice for the past week. It's been tough, but I think I've finally come to a decision."

"What will you choose?"

David smirked. "You'll just have to wait and see."

Just then, a door opened and the professor appeared from the doorway. He saw the two kids and smiled welcomingly at them. "Well hello, Delia. How are you today?"

Delia smiled at the professor and stood up to shake his hand. "I'm fine professor. I'm really excited to get my starter today."

"As you should be. A Pokémon journey is one of the most important things in a young persons life. Having a Pokémon with you and bonding with each other will teach you the true values of life. At least, that's what I learned on my journey." The professor then turned to David, who was now standing next to Delia, and held out his hand to the young boy, smiling while he did.

"Hello there young man. Professor Samuel Oak at your service." David took the offered hand and shook it with a smile of his own.

"Nice to meet ya. David Ashton Kecthum."

The professor's eyebrows raised a little at this as he pulled his hand away, but neither David nor Delia noticed. "Ashton?" he asked. David nodded.

"Yeah. It was my dad's name."

Delia raised an eye brow at that. 'Was his dad's name?' She thought. The professor however, didn't seem to notice this, as he made a gesture to follow him through the door he just came from.

They followed the professor until they reached a room with a couple dozen computers lined up along the walls, a few wires hanging from the ceiling and a table in the center of the room. On the table, were three red and white spheres. On each of the spheres was a marking to indicate what Pokémon type resided in each one. There was a boy standing next to the table, his hand hovering over the three balls as if carefully contemplating which one to choose.

"Michael, I'm back." The professor called.

Michael turned to face the professor, David and Delia. He had short dark-brown hair that was spiked in certain places, emerald eyes and a cocky grin plastered on his face. "Hey dad. What took you so long?" He asked.

"I just went to the lobby to see if anyone else had shown up, and they have." The professor moved aside a little to allow Delia and David to walk fully into the room.

"Hello Michael." Delia said. Her tone suggesting she wasn't particularly fond of the boy.

"Delia, what a nice surprise. Here to give me a good luck kiss before I head out on my journey?" Michael asked. His cocky grin growing ever wider.

"Keep it up and you'll be getting a kick to head." Delia threatened, clenching her hands into fists.

"You? Kick me? Please. You couldn't kick a Pilates ball if it were glued to floor." Michael retorted. David just watched on in fascination.

"That's enough you two." The professor stepped in between the two arguing kids.

Michael chuckled. "Aw, come on dad. We were just kiddin' around."

"You might've been." Delia scoffed. The professor gave her a look telling her to 'let it go'. She sighed and put her hands up in defeat.

"Well that was different." David commented. Michael just then noticed David in the room.

"And who're you?" He asked. David walked passed Delia and the professor and held his hand out to Michael.

"David Ashton Ketchum. Nice to meet ya." Michael didn't even look at the hand and looked back over to the spheres on the table.

"Ketchum? Funny name."

David put his hand down and got a little annoyed at the remark but decided to leave it alone. The professor's voice brought him back to reality.

"This is my son, Michael." The professor introduced. Michael didn't even turn back around. He just kept staring at the spheres.

"(cough)jerk(cough)jerk." David fake coughed under his breath. This caused Delia to giggle. The professor's voice got their attention again.

"Now then. As you can see, on the table are three Pokéballs. Inside each..." Before the professor could continue, David raised his hand to ask a question. "Yes David?"

David cleared his throat a little before continuing. "Sorry professor it's just, I thought Pokéballs were silver with a little valve on top that you twist and it opens that way." The professor nodded in understanding his confusion.

"That was the older models' design, yes. These are the new models. They're battery powered however. Each battery lasts up to two months. After that, you either take it to a recharge point at a Pokémon center or use a portable charger which you'll receive in a few moments. After the two month mark they become useless if not recharged on time." The professor answered.

David nodded and allowed the professor to continue.

"Now, as I was saying, in each Pokéball is a Pokémon that you three will use through out your journey. You will train together and hopefully form a strong bond with each other." The professor then moved behind the table to allow the three kids to approach the front.

"Now." He continued. "On each Pokéball, there is a marking. Each marking represents the element type of the Pokémon in each ball. As you can see, one has a leaf, one has a water droplet and one has a flame. Grass, water, and fire."

The professor paused to make sure the three kids were following. They nodded which gave him the sign to continue.

"Now, as well as your starter you will each receive five Pokéballs, a trainer ID card, a camera and a journal, and a portable charger for the Pokéballs. The Pokéballs to capture any wild Pokémon you find out in the world, the camera to take pictures of these Pokémon, the journal to stick the pictures of each Pokémon seen or captured into it and write what information you might've gathered on them, the charger for the Pokéballs, and the ID to prove that you are a Pokémon trainer." The professor finished.

"Wait, professor?" Delia spoke up.

"Yes, Delia, You have a question?" Delia nodded and continued.

"Yeah, what happened to the Pokédex? I thought you said you fixed it." The professor frowned and his shoulders slumped.

"So did I. I managed to fix the identity problem but now it's started insulting people. It called me stupid last night." The professor sighed sadly. Delia sweat dropped at the answer she received.

"So, do you three understand everything I've just told you?" The professor asked after recomposing himself.

The three nodded to show they understood and the professor backed away from the table. "Now then, it's time to make your choice. Delia, you may go first."

Delia was about to step forward before Michael pushed past. "Wait a sec dad, why does she get to go first?" He whined. The professor rolled his eyes.

"It's the gentlemanly thing to do, Michael." The professor said, crossing his arms.

"Yeah Michael. Haven't you ever heard of ladies first?" Delia said with a smirk.

"So let me know when one shows up." Michael retorted. That struck a nerve.

The next thing Michael saw was the floor of the room, a medium sized lump on his head. Delia was wiping her hands together, a triumphant smile on her face. "I will when you tell me when a real man shows up." She said as she walked up to the table.

David and Professor Oak stood to the side with sweat drops. "I feel sorry for the guy that falls for her." Said David in a whisper. The professor nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Delia stood over the three spheres and carefully moved her hand over each one, taking great care in which type she chose. After five minutes of thinking, Delia chose one. She picked it up off the table and held it in her right hand. Smiling, she threw the ball into the air. The ball opened and a blue, four legged creature with a green bulb on its back appeared from the white light.

"Bulba Saur." It said happily, running and jumping into Delia's arms.

"Well aren't you the cutest Bulbasaur EVER!" Delia exclaimed happily. Bulbasaur snuggled up to it's new master happily and Delia giggled at its actions.

"Very nice choice Delia. I think you too make a nice pairing." The professor said with a big smile. Delia returned the smile, stood back up with the grass-type still in her arms and walked away from the table to let the others get their starter.

David was about to go next when he felt a hand grab his shoulder. He turned to find that the owner of the hand was Michael. Michael had a grin on his face that, quite frankly, made David feel uneasy. "How about we both go at the same time Ketchum? Neither of us sees which one we pick. We just pick it up, throw it in the air and see what happens. Sound good?"

Though a part of David wasn't too sure about this idea, a more adventure seeking side of his mind was yelling at him to go for it. 'A great Pokémon trainer is always able to adapt to the unexpected.' He thought to himself. After a moment, he looked at Michael and nodded.

They both approached the table at the same time and looked at each other rather than the spheres. After a few seconds of staring, both boys reached a hand out and grabbed a Pokéball. Once each sphere was in their hands, they threw them into the air. When David's Pokéball opened, a small, red, reptilian looking creature with a flame on it's tale appeared.

"Charmander Char!" It yelled happily as it ran into David. The full force sending him to the ground.

"Awesome! A charmander!" He exclaimed happily, hugging the little fire-type.

Meanwhile, Michael's Pokéball opened to reveal a small, blue, turtle-like creature. It looked at it's surroundings, then at it's trainer. It crossed it's arms and gave an all too familiar cocky smirk.

"Squirtle." It greeted it's trainer coolly.

"Alright! A Squirtle." Michael exclaimed, punching his fist to the air.

"Nice choice you two." The professor said. Delia walked up to David, Bulbasaur now walking by her side.

"He seems to like you." She said in a cheery voice, petting the little fire-type now on David's head.

"Yeah. Your Bulbasaur seems to have warmed up to you pretty quick." David knelt down and pet the little grass-type who let off a content sigh in response.

"Yeah, she's adorable. we can't wait to start training. Right Bulby?" Bulbasaur cried in determination and jumped up in the air.

They heard a snort from behind, causing the trainers and their Pokémon to look in the direction of the snort. The trainers weren't surprised to see that it came from Michael. Both him and Squirtle had cocky grins on their faces.

"If you think you're gonna be able to train a Pokémon to be able to battle you're delusional. At best you could train it to help with gardening." Both Delia and Bulbasaur shot daggers at the trainer and his Pokémon.

"Oh yeah?! I bet I could train a lot better than you!" Delia snapped.

"Sweetheart, no one can train better than me. I'm just that awesome." Michael puffed out his chest and stuck his nose in the air, Squirtle mimicking the same action.

Delia's blood began to boil. "If you think you're SO great, why don't we have a battle to decide whose better."

Michael cocked an eyebrow at this. "You? Battle me?"

"Did I stutter?" Delia and Bulbasaur had determined looks on their faces. Michael looked at Squirtle who nodded. Michael nodded back and looked at Delia with a grin.

"Alright Sweet stuff, Let's battle."


Delia, David, Michael, Professor Oak, and the Pokémon all stood on a field at the back of the professor's lab. Delia and Bulbasaur took a position on the field and Michael followed suit with Squirtle. Professor Oak stood on the side lines and raised both hands in the air.

"This will be a one-on-one battle between Delia Summers and Michael Oak. Trainers ready... BEGIN!"

"Let's do this Bulby!" Delia called out.

Bulbasaur jumped onto the field and growled at its opponent.

"Alright Squirtle, let's show dearest Delia how to be tough!" Squirtle jumped on to the field and stood in a battle ready stance. It's eyes filled with the same determination as it's trainer.

"Alright Squirtle, use..." Michael stopped after realising something. "Hey dad?"

"Yes Michael, is something wrong?" The professor asked.

Michael put his hand on the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. "What attacks do our Pokémon know?" Everyone, Pokémon included, collapsed to the ground at Michael's question.

After picking himself up, Professor Oak answered his question. "Squirtle knows tackle, tail-whip and growl, Bulbasaur knows tackle, scratch and growl and Charmander knows tackle, leer and scratch."

Michael and Delia nodded in thanks and got back to the battle at hand.

"Alright Squirtle, tackle attack!"

The turtle Pokémon ran towards Bulbasaur at full speed. "Quick, dodge and use scratch!" Delia countered. Bulbasaur complied and managed to dodge the on coming water-type. It was just about to use scratch, when

"Squirtle quick, use tail-whip." Michael commanded.

Complying with it's trainer's order, Squirtle spun its tail at Bulbasaur and hit it head on. Bulabsaur rolled back on the ground but then jumped back up on all fours.

"Are you alright Bulby?" Delia asked in concern. Bulbasaur nodded in confirmation and stared down Squirtle. "Bulby, use growl!" Bulbasaur complied and gave a fierce growl which intimidated the turtle a little thus letting its guard down. This would prove to be a mistake.

"Now Bulby, use tackle." Bulbasaur ran at full speed towards Squirtle and hit it head on. Squirtle moaned in pain and fell to the ground.

"Squirtle, are you okay?!" Michael cried. Squirtle stood up, albeit, a little slowly and took a battle stance once again.

"You have to admire Squirtle's determination. It really wants to win." The professor commented on the side lines to David. David was sitting on a bench watching the battle closely with Charmander on his lap who was also watching with great interest.

"Alright, Squirtle! Use tail-whip!" Squirtle ran towards Bulbasaur again, jumped in the air and swung its tail towards the grass-type.

"Dodge and use scratch!" Delia countered.

Bulbasaur dodged the attack with ease and went in for a scratch attack. "Dodge and use tackle!" Michael countered. Squirtle dodged the scratch attack and dove head first into Bulbasaur's stomach.

"Now, use tail-whip." Squirtle complied and swung its tail at Bulbasaur. This time hitting it dead on. Bulbasaur let out a cry of pain and fell the the ground.

"Oh no, Bulby!" Delia cried in worry.

Bulbasaur tried to get back up with all it's strength but was having great difficulty. "Come on, Bulby! You can do it!" Delia cheered. Hearing it's master's voice, Bulbasaur got a second wind and stood back up. A look of determination etched all over it's face.

Michael smirked. "Let's end this."

"Squirtle!"

"Bulby!"

"TACKLE ATTACK!"

Both Pokémon charged towards each other at incredible speed. They met in the middle and a small cloud of dust appeared. Everyone was waiting in anticipation to see who won. When the smoke finally cleared, everyone gasped.

"Bulbasaur is unable to battle. The match goes to Michael Oak." Professor Oak announced.

Delia ran over to Bulbasaur and picked it up in her arms. "You were great Bulby. I'm very proud of you." Delia said with a smile. Bulbasaur smiled back and cuddled up to it's trainer.

Michael picked squirtle up in his arms and danced around with the turtle. "You did awesome Squirtle! Totally mopped the floor with her." Squirtle gave a thumbs up and Michael chuckled. He then pulled out a Pokéball and held it in front of Squirtle. "Take a long rest. You earned it. Return." In a flash of red, Squrtle disappeared. Delia then approached Michael.

"So, whose better?" Michael said, putting a hand to his ear to pretend to try and hear better. Delia's right eye twitched and she desperately tried to suppress the urge to smack the cocky grin off his face.

"Whatever. Next time we'll kick your butt from here to Goldenrod."

Michael's grin, if it were possible, grew even more cocky. "Don't bet on it sweetheart. We'll always be stronger."

"Don't count on it, Oak."

Michael just chuckled and turned to walk in the direction of the forest between Pallet and Viridian. "I'm outta here."

"Good luck on your journey son. Be careful." The professor said.

"Don't need luck, dad." Michael said, giving the V for victory sign.

The group of people and Pokémon watched as Michael disappeared from site. The professor then turned to Delia and David.

"So, where are you two headed?" The Professor asked. David was the first to speak.

"I'm heading back to Viridian. I'm meeting up with a friend there and we're gonna continue on to Pewter City from there." He said.

"Any chance I can tag along?"

David turned to see Delia who was looking shyly down at the ground. "It's just-uh-I'm nervous with doing this on my own and-uh..."

"I think that's a great idea." The professor exclaimed suddenly.

"It's great to have a travelling companion on Pokemon journeys. You can both share the experiences then."

David thought over this for a moment before answering.

"Sure, I don't mind at all." He said with a cheerful smile. Delia's face lit up at this and she surprised both David and herself when she gave him a bear hug. Realising what she was doing, she instantly pulled away from David. Traces of a blush on both their faces.

The Professor watched this and smiled warmly. After that, David and Delia were off to begin their Pokémon adventure.


Yeah! Chapter three done, ladies and gentlemen. This was a pain to write. I had the idea, I just couldn't word it right. Finally got it done though. Thought it was a little slow at the start but hey, it picked up. I apologise if the battle wasn't too good, I'm not that good with them. Yet.

Also thank you DeathGoblin for the advice on paragraphing I tried my best to do what you advised, not really sure if I got it right but thanks all the same.

So what'd you guys think? Leave a review and let me know.

I'll probably do a one-shot next and then get back to work on this so until then, live long and prosper and may the force be with you.