-Author's Note-

Hello readers of FanFiction I come in PEACE! Ha, well this is something that I have always wanted to do, make a story of my own through my still growing imagination, as every dream/daydream I have is either me in deep thought about something, staring blankly into the wall or whatever I am staring at, or have a little adventure playing in my head after reading stories on this website myself. And this is the story that somehow infinitly plays in my head from time to time, the only difference is the way it is presented, instead of imagining it like a movie, it is being read or being heard aloud, and that it has made-up names of the characters instead of blank unknown beings acting out with no acual name... But enough about me! I have been blabering about random nonsense that, for some odd reason, you are still reading. If you made it this far then I will tell you a secret about why I writing is like this... I am 13 yrs old and trying to let out my imagination it's a way to make myself feel proud and release my urge to type my imaginary story that has been bugging me with others entertained as a bonus, and if I get flame reviews I would kindly accept it, as long as it has something to do with the story for me to improve on and not some random guy(or girl) handing out swears like candy wrappers that nobody wants and the trash can is nowhere near but instead give it to the closest person near you, SERIOUSLY! How hard can it be to hold your own trash both physicaly and verbaly! My sisters and some of my friends throw paper at me for me to trash and run before I can give it back... wait a little off topic but whatever you know what I mean... Where people trash-talk and others litter... Now without further-a-do, THE DISCLAMER!

Disclamer: I do not own and do not wish to own(well mabie a little) Pokemon or any of the refrences given or gathered within this website and are rightfully theirs and may be able to sue me for any violations not following this disclamer.

Enjoy!

"Hello There!" = Human Speech/English

"Random Words!" = Pokespeech

'This is Sparta!' = Thoughts/Telepathy (has a ' ' instead of " ")

(Narrator's P.O.V.)

Alex started to stir in his peaceful sleep. He woke up feeling oddly refreshed and energized as if he was prepared for something. He shrugged thinking, 'It probably was just because of going to sleep early, but what happened yesterday? Hmm...' Then he slowly turned his legs off the bed and sat upright and waited for the feeling of gravity to take course. As he sat there he continued, 'I know something is up today but I just cann't think straight-'

Alex was cut off by his calender hitting his lap and reading:

Monday: Reminder! Getting pokedex and trainer's license today!

Alex felt a sudden rush of happiness then stood and ran to the door, "Yes! Today is the-" and stoped dead in his tracks while he had a hand on the doorknob. Standing there while suspicion came into play and thought, 'How did that calender unhook off the wall and land on my lap?' He stepped closer to the bed then looked away and noticed that the push-pins were still attached to the wall on the opposite side of the bed's wall, 'How did it travel that far across the room? Wasn't it above my desk? Or was it moved yester-' as he looked around the room and caught something with his eye, but just a glympse.

The window had a red, green, and white 'thing' stand there but dissapeared in a flash of blue. Confused, Alex stared, 'That was so-' *KNOCK* *KNOCK* "Ahh!" yelled Alex as he stumbled back and hit a small necklace off the desk and accidentally kicked it to the middle of the room. Back in reality, he realized it was the door. "Who is it?" called Alex still wondering about that thing in the window.

Then a soothing voice was heard, "It's me! Sorry if I scared you but you better get downstairs. Breakfast is ready!"

"Thanks Mom! I will be there soon I will get changed!" replied Alex.

"Well hurry up! The pancakes are getting cold!"

"Okay!" Alex sighed and spoke to himself, "Why am I being interrupted so many times today?"

('The Figure's P.O.V.)

"He almost saw me!" I exclaimed.

"Becareful next time... But I still don't get why you follow him." replied [?].

"That is none of your buisness Starly" I remarked.

"Fine, but if you get caught by anyone remember I will try and help anyway I can" stated Starly

"Why do you bring that up?" I asked.

"Because I have a feeling that you are going to get into trouble by that human you follow, wait... What were you doing for him to be able almost find you?" questioned Starly

"I was helping him by moving a board thing to his lap," I stated, "I saw him write on it, to help him with his confusion, but he saw me stand in the window and I teleported in panic."

"Ummm... Ok? I have other questions but I am going to wait, that human is leaving his house." reminded Starly

"Oh!" I yelled as I just realized that he is leaving, "I have to go!" and with that I teleported with a flash to another bush closer to the human. Starly sighed, "She left me again..."

(Alex's P.O.V.)

I had walked out wearing just a plain yellow T-shirt, dark blue jeans that have two more pockets than most other jeans provide, and I have dark blue sneakers with white laces. I stand at 5 ft. 7 in., have brown hair, light colored skin, and green eyes.

On my way to the Professor's Lab, I noticed another flash. I looked my left near the trees and saw nothing, I then looked down to the bushes and saw something, the same figure again! I felt very curious but happy that it came back even though it dissapeared, but I am still wondering, 'What is it doing here? Why was it standing in my window?'

As I started to walk foward, I was abrubtly stopped by a voice yelling, "Hey! Alex!"

"Ah! Oh. What?" I spoke in surprise, "What do you want?" I turned around and saw my friend Jarod. 'I still cann't believe I am still friends with him.' I thought, 'I forgot how I met him...' "Hi Jarod!"

"Hello! How are you? Are you going to ge a trainer? I am doing that today. Why are you standing there? What are you staring at?" nagged Jarod. Jarod is about 8 inches shorter than me, while wearing an odd Jester-like pattern on his clothes. His plain T-shirt was all black on his left side and white on his right, in the middle is a crystal that looked like a revive, but was clear with a tint of yellow 2 inches tall and 1 inch wide attatched to a necklace , with gray pants that look like they were from a suit but has multiple wrinkles instead of being straitened out. He owns two oddly interesting bracelets, both exactly the same design of a centimeter in diameter rope-like band that is braided into a zigzag pattern(looks like a 'VVV' all around his wrists) one black bracelet on his right wrist and a while bracelet on his left wrist. He has black hair, very dark brown eyes that one might mistake for black if they didn't look close enough, slightly darker in pigmentation than me, and looks very skinny but surprisingly strong (My arm still hurts, two words: arm wrestling). He is the type of person that talks too much, and is hard not to get mad at him for some odd reason.'I swear, I don't know why he choose to wear that, I didn't even know they had a design like that'

"I am looking for a weird thing that was standing in my window, I think it is over there." I pointed to the bush but saw nothing there, "Huh? But it was just there..."

"I hope you can find it," reassured Jarod, "but what are you doing out though? Are you becoming a trainer today?"

"Acually yea' I am also becoming a trainer today." I answered, "But I cann't help but feel like I am missing something... Oh! My backpack!" I then started to run back to my house when I heard Jarod remind me, "Hurry up! Time is of the essence! About 12 minuites left untill they open the doors! And don't forget t. g.t th. c. .!" I couldn't hear the rest as I was too far.

When I got home I noticed that the door was unlocked, I walked in slowly while still gasping for air. I yelled, "Mom! *Pant* I'm *Pant* here, I for- *Pant* -got my backpack!"

On the coffie table between the couch and t.v. was a backpack and a note saying:

Dear Alex,

I had left to the pokemart to get some food, you had left everything behind after you rushed out of the house. I packed everything you need in the backpack, and I left something for you in the left pocket, along with an odd necklace that I found on the floor in the middle of your room, though I find it odd how it got there; when did you get that? I will be back in 20 minuites, get some peanut butter sandwitches if you want. The peanut butter is in the third shelf in the pantry, I moved it in case you were wondering.

From, Mom

'Well okay then.' I said as I unzipped the left pocket of the navy blue backpack and found a pokespeech translator, 'oh that will definitely help me, but what is this?' I picked up the necklace, there was a it looked like Jarod's necklace, but instead of a yellowish color, it was blue, it was one inch tall and half an inch wide, it had an odd feeling when held, like I am slowly feeling like I had chugged a cup of sugar and is on a sugar rush and slowly getting hyper with the feeling like I can do anything. I held it by the string and walked up the stairs to my room.

In my room, I thought, 'Huh, let's see if I could find anymore clues to where I got this from.' and turned to my left to see the window, nothing; turned to the right on my desk, nothing; looked foward on my bed, the bed is now fixed but the calender is still there, oddly seems different somehow. I stumbled foward on a slightly raised board of the flooring but ignored it. I picked up the calender and looked all over it, nothing different than this morning...'How did it end up here if it was suppose to be hanging above my desk?' "Wait a minuite." I saw the empty space at the bottom of the board and almost screamed at what is inscribed into the board:

OUR FATE .. IN Y..R HANDS! FIND SOMEO.. AND SAVE US! GO TO THE TEAM GALAC.I. HE.. ...S I. V..L...N. C..Y

I tries to make out as many letters as I could but couldn't read the rest since the ink was smeared on the bed's blue conforter which left a black smudge mark on it.