It was a peaceful spring day for the small town of Pallet, a kind of day that put even the most tense of people at ease. Birds chirped, leaves softly rustled in the breeze. Everything was as it should be. Well, almost everything. Nothing's ever truly perfect after all.

"Look what we have here," said a boy that looked no older than six. "It's Ash."

"Huh?" Said boy, also looking no older than six, looked behind him. "Oh, hi Gary!"

"Heya, Ash." Gary wore a pair of light blue jeans and a purple T-shirt. Around his neck was a string necklace with a small green and yellow object tied to it. The boy held no trace of the arrogant trainer he would inevitably become. "How's it going?"

Ash, on the other hand, wore a dark green shirt tucked into blue jeans and covered by a blue jacket. The dark brown mop on his head went uncovered, as the boy wore no hat.

"It's going good. But it's gonna get /way/ better when we get to the Professor's lab!"

Gary had to agree with Ash. "I know. What do you think my Gramps is planning?"

The previous day, Professor Samuel Oak had told both children that he wanted to show them something. However, he had decided to make the curious kids wait for the next day. As of why, they didn't know.

"I don't know," said Ash, "but I can't wait to find out!"

Deciding that they couldn't wait any longer, they eagerly rushed in the direction of the lab, where surprises were awaiting.

Merely two minutes later, Ash and Gary had arrived at their destination. They walked through the doors of the lab and looked around. Despite all the times they had come here, they were still amazed by the prospect of many new things being discovered here. Not needing to wait for directions, the boys walked through another door and into a room where a man was waiting. The man wore a lab coat and had light grey, hair. Seeing the children, he smiled and began to speak.

"There you are," he began. "I've been waiting for you two. Would you like to sit down with me?."

He gestured to a group of chairs in the middle of the room. All three people in the room sat down. The man that the children new as Professor Oak spoke up again.

"You know, I've been thinking about you two for a while now. You both seem to get along with pokemon well, both ones that trainers leave here and wild ones."

"So?" asked Gary impatiently.

The professor's grin widened slightly. He reached into his pockets.

"I've decided present you both with a gift."

The professor pulled his hands back out of his pockets, a red device clutched in each. The boys looked at them in awe.

"You will each receive your very own pokedex!" the man exclaimed.

"I thought you had to be a pokemon trainer to get one." This time it was Ash who spoke up.

"Under normal circumstances, you would be right Ash," the professor responded, "But I've decided that you two have earned them."

"Wow." Gary was in shock.

"Well hurry up and take them you two," said Gary's grandfather. The two boys took their pokedexes and outside to test them out.

The old man smiled at their antics. He then shook his head shook his head and started working.

In the forest surrounding Pallet Town, it only took a few minutes for Ash and Gary to find a pokemon. They pointed their newly obtained devices at it, and learned that the bird was a pidgey. They found another pokemon, this one a rattata. They continued this for a little while, until they found a rather mean-looking snake pokemon. They pointed their pokedexes at it.

"Arbok, the cobra pokemon. With a very vengeful nature, it won't give up the chase, no matter how far, once it targets its prey."

At that, the pokemon moved to look at the not-trainers, hatred obvious in its stare. The boys gulped.

"I think I'm going to run now," said Gary. However, Ash couldn't hear him. He was petrified in fear.

Like he said he would, Gary ran. The arbok, noticing Ash, decided to go for the easier target.

Arbok was quickly closing the gap between it and Ash. Five yards one second, four the next. Three yards, and Ash realized he was in trouble. Two yards, but he couldn't move. He tried as hard as he could, but even if he managed it wouldn't matter, the snake was too close now. One yard left, and Ash closed his eyes.

Then something unexpected happened. Or rather, nothing happened. As Ash opened his eyes, he was surprised to see a small green and white pokemon wrestling with the snake. He raised his pokedex to it.

"There is no data on this pokemon."

As the arbok finally fainted, Ash's savior looked at him. Ash looked back at it curiously. Suddenly, the boy heard a voice.

"I have been sent to receive you, Ash. Please follow me."

Ash looked around. Noticing that there couldn't have been any other source of the voice, he looked back at the strange pokemon. Watching as it started to walk away, Ash followed.

The two walked for a while, until they came to a large clearing. There, the smaller of the two moved to the middle of the clearing and turned around to face Ash.

"Do you have any questions?" it asked.

"What?" Ash asked back."

"Do you have any questions?" it asked again.

Ash thought for a minute.

"What type of pokemon are you?" he asked.

Said pokemon smiled. "I am Shaymin, a grass type legendary pokemon."

At the last couple words, Ash looked shocked and confused. He had heard about the legendary pokemon and how they only showed themselves to certain trainers.

"Why would you talk to me? There are probably trainers that are way better than me out there. I'm not even a trainer yet. So why me?"

"Because you have a pure heart," said Shaymin. "That's why we chose you."

"Who's "we"? And what was I chosen for?"

"Come back here tonight, around eleven. We will explain everything." With that, Shaymin took off.

Ash, confused, began walking back to his house, thinking about what answers he might receive that night, around eleven.