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I stood there, dazed. I cant believe it. I barely knew him, but he was a famous guy. He was asking ME to become a Pokemon trainer. ME.

Oak waited patiently, then asked once again he asked "Will you become a Pokemon trainer."

I laughed. "Come on, seriously? F-for a moment you had me going."

Oak had a stern look on his face. "I'm serous. I want you to become a trainer."

I stepped back. "Y-your really serious?"

Oak nodded

Jayce recovered and said: "Come on Tempest, I think you really should become a trainer. I mean come on! You get to travel, catch Pokemon, and battle other trainers. It can be a lot of work, but it's rewarding in the end."

Oak smiled. "Your friend is right Tempest. It could be a great adventure for you."

"I don't know. I j-just moved here and I don't think my mom would like it too much if I took off the first day."

Jayce yet again pressed the argument. "Come on! Quit running away from a great adventure."

I stepped back again. "I still think..."

"Ahem" Oak said. "I know this is a big decision, but you could be throwing away a great opportunity." He walked over to his table. "I was a trainer once. I had only one equal, so I gave up training and became a Pokemon Professor." He paused for a moment. "I don't regret my choice. After all, I still work with Pokemon, just from a different perspective." He looked at me. "Pokemon are the most incredible creatures. They battle, evolve, and can learn to respect and love their trainers." He grabbed two devices from the table and showed them to us. "If you choose to become a Pokemon trainer, you will receive a Pokemon, a Pokedex, and 5 Poke balls. You will also become registered for the Indigo League Challenge."

I looked at the device. It was painted light red, and seemed to be fairly light. I quivered. This sounds great, but how will I explain this to mom?

Oak rolled his shoulders. "Last chance. Will you become a Pokemon trainer?"

I looked at Jayce, his eyes sparkled at me.

"Come on Tempest! I could use a good rival."

I looked back at Oak. His look told me I was running out of time. So I did what any other 12 year old would do under life changing pressure. I cracked.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next time, the action begins