Here's my newest Chapter for this Fic. If anyone reviews this chapter can you please tell me how I can upload more then 15 files for my stories. I don't understand what the sight means when it tells me to convert them into Stories, I thought I already had.

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I grumbled as I rolled over, the suns rays catching on my eyes. Eventually I opened them, knowing I had a lot to do today. I sat up and pulled on a fresh pair of dark grey jeans and a black sleeveless T-shirt over a white short sleeved shirt and a yellow stripe down the middle. After managing to tame my messy brown hair I put on my trusty cap before grabbing my red coat and heading downstairs, clipping Turtwig's Poke-ball back onto my belt.

When I reached the kitchen I spotted my mom, who was making Eevee's breakfast.

"Morning mom." I said, heading for the door.

"Stop." she said as my hand gripped the doorknob. I turned away from the door to face her. "Where are you going?" she asked. I gulped, not wanting her to find out what happened yesterday.

"Uh…out with Barry." I said. Just as I was about to leave, the Poke-ball at my belt popped open and Turtwig burst out, running around the room and chirping at the top of his little voice. My mom raised an eyebrow at me. "And to return this Pokemon to professor Rowan." I mumbled.

When the other eyebrow went up I sighed. After spending half an hour explaining what had happened yesterday to her, my mom let out a sigh of her own.

"Well that sounds…exciting. I suggest you go return it. Be careful, I heard the professor can be very intimidating." I nodded and was just about to escape outside when…she stopped me again. You might want to take Turtwig with you." she said, pointing at the Pokemon as he rubbed up against her leg. I smiled sheepishly as I re-called him before heading out the door.

The morning sun shinned happily as I walked down the path towards the next town. The name always escaped me. I was happy when no Pokemon attacked me, making my journey trip and easy. Within two hours I was walking into the centre of town. As I approached a tall building I noticed someone standing out front.

"Dawn?" I called as I got closer. She turned to look at me and her face brightened.

"Oh there you are! Please come with me, the professor is waiting." she instructed before walking into the building. I felt a little lost but followed. She was the only person I knew who knew where to find the professor. As we were walking through the doors, a familiar blond blur barged into me, knocking me over.

"What the…?" Barry said loudly, rubbing his forehead. "Oh, it's you, Toby! Are you here to see the professor?" he asked. I nodded. "That old guy's not scary. More out there. Anyway see you later." he shouted all at once before running off towards the next town. I stared after him.

"What just happened?" I asked Dawn, who was just shaking her head.

"He barged in earlier, saying how he was valiantly giving Chimchar back. The professor offered it to him so I'm guessing he's off to start his Pokemon journey." she summarised. I blinked. I remember Dawn being a little ditzy, not smart.

I kept quiet as she led me inside, leading me through a large room of machinery, glancing at everything we passed. Eventually we stopped before the same scary looking man from yesterday. He stared down at me. Feeling a little nervous I took off my hat, gripping it tightly between my hands.

"…Finally, you've come. Toby, was it?" I nodded. "Let me see your Pokemon again." I nodded again, still not having found my voice as I unclipped Turtwig's ball before releasing him.

"Turtwig!" it cried before staring up at professor. The two glared at each other before the professor bent down, examining the Pokemon.

"Hmm…uh huh…I see…This Pokemon seems to be rather happy." he said. I leaned down.

"Really? Because he doesn't seem to like me." I said, earning a glare from Turtwig. The professor grunted.

"That's because he see's you as a challenge of his power. When he realises you can make him stronger you two will become inseparable." he explained before standing up. I followed suit, recalling Turtwig. I handed him the ball, but he pushed it back into my hands. "Keep him."

I gave him a confused look. "Your friend Barry told me about what happened yesterday. I hear you battled well, took down a flying type down in two hits, and it was your first time." I blushed at the compliment. "And from what I can see, there is a growing bond between you and that Pokemon, though it is still young." I felt, and probably looked, confused but didn't say anything. "That's why I entrust you with Turtwig." he finished.

I felt a hand on my shoulder turn me and soon I was facing Dawn. "I'm so happy for you!" she squealed. This was the Dawn I remembered.

"Er-hem!" the professor said, clearly annoyed. I turned back to him. "Let's move onto the main topic. There is something I want you to do for me." he said gruffly, I nodded, unsure by how fast this was all going. He dipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small, flat red rectangular item. "This is a Pokedex. It records every Pokemon you will encounter. Please fill it up for me as you go on your journey. It will help with my research drastically."

"Ok." was all I could say as I took the Pokedex from him, slipping it in my back pocket.

"Good. That Pokedex is a very high-tech device. Treat it carefully." he advised. I nodded, loosing my voice again. Dawn grabbed my arm again and turned me towards her.

"I've got one too!" she squealed happily. I smiled back, finding it hard to keep up with everything going on. "The Pokemon I used for the first time was Piplup." she said. I couldn't even nod anymore I was to confused. She flashed me one last smile before she turned and walked off. "See you again sometime." she called over her shoulder.

"Bye." I called.

The professor put a hand on my shoulder and I turned towards him. I was scared to see that he was smiling at me. "Your Pokemon journey awaits Toby. Now go!" he said with enthusiasm, gesturing towards the door. With one last nod I walked out, and ran all the way home.

"Mom!" I shouted as I burst through the front door. She looked up from the book she was reading.

"What is it?" she asked with a concerned expression. I told her everything that happened, down to Barry running off to the next town. She listened to every word. When I finished she smiled. "My babies starting his journey." she wailed happily, throwing her arms around my neck.

"Mom!" I whined as I prised her off me. She just smiled bigger.

"What? I'm just proud! Here take this." she said, going to a cupboard and pulling out a black sling bag. She handed it to me. I opened it. Inside was a small book, some of my clothes and other necessities. "The book is a journal, you can record your experiences in it." she explained. I nodded, not really planning on writing anything.

My mom looked at me, tears in her eyes. "I can't believe my baby is leaving home." she gushed. I blushed, shouldering my bag.

"Ok mom. I'll be home soon." I said, heading for the door.

"Goodbye honey. I love you." she said, standing with Eevee. I stopped and turned around. I stared at the woman who had taken care of me all my life, all on her own. Now she was letting me go into the real world. I ran at her and flung my arms around her.

"Bye mom. I love you to." I whispered. She hugged me back, squeezing me tightly. I quickly let go when I realised this wasn't what tough trainers did and wiped my eyes. I coughed, getting rid of the lump in my throat. Mom smiled at me, ushering me towards the door.

With one last glance at her, I walked out the door and down the path, leaving for my journey. Which started with me going back through Sandgem town. I passed many people, all out enjoying the day. That's what I'm going to miss about home, no one had any reason to be angry. I stopped when I reached the edge of town, looking out at the forest that separated this town from the next. With only a few hesitant thoughts bugging me, I stepped onto the path, taking my first real steps on my Pokemon journey.

I walked until the sun began to set, and yet I still couldn't tell if I was any closer to reaching the next town. I should really get a map. I decided to stop and make camp for the night. Before stopping though I should let Turtwig stretch his legs. I unclipped his Poke-ball and let him out. He stretched happily before running off.

"Turtwig! Come back!" I shouted, running after him. I chased him until he stopped for some water, scooping him up in my arms. "Do not run off again!" I scolded. Turtwig just snorted before struggling out of my arms.

"Whatever." I grumbled, sitting down for a break. I noticed that we were resting in small clearing, a lake taking up most of it. It was nice. I decided that we would sleep here tonight and carry on in the morning. "Turtwig! Come here and go to sleep!" I ordered, hoping he would listen. Turtwig snorted again, trotting over to a tree and snuggling down in a pile of leaves. "You don't like me that much do you?" I asked him. Turtwig just grumbled, burying his head in the leaves. I sighed, pulling the sleeping bag my mom had packed out of my bag.

I took off my over shirt and jeans and crawled inside, my boxers and white shirt proving as good pyjamas. I stared up at the stars as they started to blink into place in the sky, not feeling as tired as I should. I sat up when just laying there got boring. I looked at my bag, which I was using as a pillow, and remembered the journal my mom had given me. Shrugging, I fished it out, along with a pen, and opened it on the first day.

July 6th 2011

Pokemon Journey Day One:

I left home today, having been roped into a big Pokemon adventure that I hadn't even planned on doing. I just thought that when I finally set off it would be from my own choice, not what some gruff old man who asked me to help him with his experiment. I guess that I owed him since I did technically almost steal his Pokemon.

Speaking of Turtwig, he doesn't seem to like me very much. I don't understand why he doesn't like me, I thought Pokemon loved their trainers but he acts like he's better then me. Hopefully he'll warm up to me in time.

I miss my mom already. I know she believes in me and I know I can do this if I try my hardest. Like that guy with the Pikachu told me when I was 10, all great trainers start as kids with a dream. But if they work hard and develop a strong bond with their Pokemon, nothing is impossible.

I hope he's right.

Toby.

I shut the journal, only just realising that I was quite tired. I reached up and took my hat from my head. It was just a regular baseball cap, coloured black with a yellow stripe down the centre. I had had it since I was ten and never took it off unless I had to. No one knew why because whenever someone asked, I would just shrug and say because it was my thing.

Feeling my eyelids droop shut, I lay back down in my sleeping bag. Turning onto my back, I fell asleep with determined thoughts. Tomorrow that Turtwig will have his first proper battle.

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