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CHAPTER 1
I awoke around 5:30 in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep. Today was the day that my brother and I were to get our first Pokemon. In just 3 more hours, I would begin my journey as Pokemon trainer. I lay awake wondering what Pokemon Professor Redwood would give my brother and me. My brother, Matt, is just as excited as I am. I get up and go across the hall where Matt's room is. I open the door slowly to see if he's asleep. I was relieved when I heard him, say
"Come in Robin." I walk to his bed and sit next to him on it.
"You can't sleep either, huh Rob?" He asks me.
"No.. I just keep thinking about the Pokemon that we are about to get and the journey we are about to go on." I reply.
We sit there silently for a moment when Matt gets up.
"Come on, take your shower than I'll get mine. The earlier we're ready the earlier we can go to Professor Redwood's house."
I grin at him and say "With any luck we can skip mom's 'Your still my babies, I can't believe you want to leave!' speech." He smiles back and says "That's what I'm aiming for little sister." I get up and get my things for the shower.
3 hours and 1 speech later we are on our way to Professor Redwood's ranch. We were going to get our Pokemon and Pokegear from the Professor, stop back at the house for the final goodbye to our family, pick up our camping gear, and begin the trek of a Pokemon trainer. After about a 10-min walk that was mostly in silence we knocked on the Professor's door.
"Coming, hold on a sec." Came a voice inside. When the door opened, a handsome redheaded man with a beard and mustache in his 30's opened the door. "Ah, Matt and Robin. Right on time! Come in, come in." He ushered us inside and into his lab.
"First you will need your Pokedex's." he said. He handed Matt a blue 'dex and me a red one. Those were our favorite colors.
"A Pokedex records all the Pokemon you catch. It also has data on all the Pokemon species known. It doubles as your identification too." He went over to his desk and pulled out two Pokegears, one red and one blue.
"These are your Pokegears. They function as clocks, cell phones, maps, and radios. They can be worn around your wrist or neck." He said as he handed Matt the blue one and me the red one. Matt snapped his around his wrist and I put mine around my neck.
"Now the moment you have been waiting for." He said.
"You each need a Pokemon." He opened the door leading to one of his many different pastures.
"Instead of just handing you a Pokemon, I'm going to let you two choose the one you like." He said. The small pasture had a fence going around it. It was about the size of our backyard. In it were six Pokemon. A Marril and a Meowth were playing tag on one side. A Cubone was throwing its club while a Phanpy jumped into the air to catch it. An Eevee was taking a drink at the small pond in the corner of the yard. It looked up when we came out. What caught my eye though, was the Houndour. He was sitting in the far right- hand corner of the yard. He wasn't playing or sleeping or anything. Just sitting. When we walked out, he turned his head to stare at us. Or, as it seemed, at me. As soon as I stepped out the door, his eyes caught mine. It seemed, just then, that we were the only two living things on the earth, in the universe. He held my gaze for what felt like an eternity. Then he blinked, opened his mouth into what could have been a smile disguised as a pant, and looked away. Matt and the Professor were oblivious to what had just happened. My brother had looked around at the other Pokemon. His gaze lingering longest on the Eevee. Then he asked the Professor,
"These aren't the normal Pokemon that are given to beginning trainers. Why are you going to give us one of these?" The Professor smiled and looked at my brother and me fondly and then looked out at the Pokemon.
"You two are special to me." He explained.
"ever since Matt came to my house, looking for something to do, when he was 10 with his 7 year-old shy little sister tagging along beside him I knew I would love you like an Uncle. Matt with his cheerfulness and since of responsibility, Robin with her shyness and curiosity. You, Matt were always in the lab with me. Going over the data of the Pokemon, writing down the figures like, the Pikachu has grown an inch since the food change or, the Sentret's leg has healed better when soaked in water for so many hours. I remember how we would go over each and every Pokemon on the computer. You were the best lab assistant I ever had. Robin, you were a more hands on sort of girl. Helping me feed the Pokemon, calming one when it was scared or holding when it needed a shot. I don't know why, but the Pokemon always seemed more relaxed with you. I remember how you would spend hours outside with the Pokemon, cleaning them and playing with them."
I remember that too. I am not a social teenager. I never felt comfortable with any person except my brother, my parents, and the Professor. Pokemon, however were easy to make friends with. I would talk to them and I felt like they understood me. They were my friends. I was never shy, worried, or unhappy around them.
"You two are very special to me." He said again, "These Pokemon are all special in some way. Their abilities are different. They are slightly better than the normal specie of that Pokemon. That is why I want to give one of them to both of you." He turned to smile at us.
"I wanted to give you two the best." Matt smiled and nodded his head.
"Thanks Professor." He said. "For everything you have taught us." I went over and hugged him. The Professor looked surprised and pleased. I guess many 15 year-old girls don't hug him.
"and for letting us learn instead of pushing us away." I told him.
"enough with the mush." He said gruffly. "Go and find your Pokemon."
By now all the Pokemon had stopped doing whatever they were doing and had come over to investigate. Matt politely patted the Phanpy on the head and scratched the Marrils tail, but then he went over to the Eevee and bent down, starting to examine him. I scratched or patted all the other Pokemon that came over. Once they saw I didn't have a treat, however, they lost interest and went back to their games. The Houndour had not come over. In fact, he hadn't moved from that spot at all. However, I could feel him watching me. I went over to him and sat down cross-legged in front of him.
"Hello." I said quietly. "I'm Robin. How are you doing?" I held out my hand to him. He looked at it a little cautiously. Then slowly picked up his paw and placed it in my hand.
"Nice to meet you too." I said smiling.
"I'm going to become a Pokemon trainer." I told him, dropping his paw.
"My brother is too. We are here to find a starting Pokemon. I'm sure you know what that is." He looked at me with his head slightly cocked. He blinked and made a little whuffing sound that I took for as a yes.
"would you like to be mine? I like you, and I think we could go far together, you and me." He cocked his head to the other side, considering. Just then, Professor Redwood came up.
"Uh, Robin." He said hesitantly. Both the Houndour and I looked up at him.
"I'm not sure if you'll want this fellow." He said.
"He isn't really affectionate. He really is rather aloof. I don't know if he will obey you if you do take him. He probably doesn't even want to-" He shut up with a surprised sound and his eyes widened a bit. As he was talking, I guess Houndour had made up his mind. Either that or he just wanted to prove the Professor wrong, because to my slight surprise and to the Professor's obvious one, Houndour had gotten up and laid down right in my lap! He looked up at the Professor as if to say,
"see? You were wrong. I DO want to go with this girl."
The Professor, to his credit, recovered himself fairly quickly, cleared his throat, and said
"are you going to name him?" I looked at Houndour's face that was so close to mine and said
"How about, Beowulf?" "You mean the one in the story?" he asked, surprised again. "Yep." I replied. Houndour, or now Beowulf licked my nose,
"I guess Beowulf it is than." Professor said. Shaking his head and muttering to himself, he went to go see if Matt had made his choice. I giggled at the Professor's confusion , once he was out of earshot. Then said to Beowulf,
"Let's go see who Matt picked." Beowulf ruffed at me and got off my lap. Then I stood up and started to walk toward my brother, Beowulf following behind me.
The Professor and Matt were talking on the porch. Matt was kneeled down next to his new Pokemon Eevee, stroking it. I walked up to them and sat down next to Matt, Beowulf sitting besides me, ignoring Eevee pointedly. Matt looked up and turned his gaze to Beowulf. Then he looked at me,
"He's very social isn't he?" he asked with a smirk. Beowulf snorted at Matt and gave him a look as if to say,
"Oh that was SOO funny.", then nuzzled my hand. I obliged in scratching behind his ear. Then told him,
"this is Matt, my brother. He is my only brother and my best friend, so I DO hope you will try to get along with him Beowulf." Beowulf looked at me, than at Matt. He sighed and gave Matt a bark of acknowledgement, than nudged my hand for more pleasant ear scratching.
"Pleased to meet you too." Matt said with a lopsided grin. Then he turned to me, his brown eyes shining with joy.
"Rob, meet my new Pokemon Eevee." "You aren't going to name him?" I asked him.
"Nah." Matt said. I wasn't really surprised. Matt isn't the kind of person who names his Pokemon. I let Eevee sniff my hand and he smiled in, what I think is, approval.
"he's very sweet" I told Matt with a grin of my own.
"Since you both have chosen your Pokemon partners, I will give you their pokeballs." Professor Redwood said. He rummaged around in his coat pockets and then pulled out two pokeballs. Matt and I stood up, and he gave each of us one. Matt looked down at his new Pokemon. Eevee rubbed his head against Matt's leg and looked up at him. Matt smiled and said,
"Eevee, return." A red beam of light lit upon Eevee and sucked him into the pokeball. I looked at my pokeball thoughtfully, then I looked down at Beowulf. Beowulf was looking at the pokeball and was baring his teeth ever so slightly. Then he looked at me. I smiled at him, minimized the pokeball, and clipped it to my belt. Beowulf stopped baring his teeth, and actually wagged his tail a bit.
"Aren't you going to recall Beowulf?" the Professor asked me.
"No, I think Beowulf would like it better out of his ball." I replied.
"He could run away." Matt pointed out. We all looked at Beowulf who regarded us calmly. I smiled again.
"I don't think I have anything to worry about" I said. Matt shrugged, not really caring. "We should get back to the house and get our stuff now." He said.
"I'll walk you to the door." Professor added.
"But first come back into the lab with me." We went into the lab and the Professor open two drawers. Then he gave Matt 6 pokeballs and me 6 pokeballs. All but one of the pokeballs in both sets were the normal red and white color. One was red on top and blue on the bottom. Matt and I looked at the different Pokeball we each had. Then Matt's eyes widened a bit in acknowledgement.
"This is a Great ball." He said in surprise. The Professor smiled.
"Yep, just a little gift I thought you would enjoy. Use it wisely though. If you think you can catch it with a Pokeball, then do."
"Thanks Professor." I said. "Now lets go" he replied.
Matt and I stood just outside Professor Redwood's doorway, on the path leading back to town. The Professor shook Matt's hand and touched my cheek.
"I'll be looking forward to seeing the Pokemon you both send me." He said a bit gruffly.
"Good luck on your journeys." Matt had let out Eevee so he could say goodbye to the Professor. The Professor looked Beowulf and Eevee in the eyes and said to the Pokemon,
"You two take care of your new trainers got it?" The Pokemon nodded their heads. With a final nod to us, Professor Redwood turned around and closed the door. I wondered if Matt had seen how watery the Professor's eyes had become before he closed the door. I doubt it though. Matt was never good at seeing other people's emotions. He just recalled Eevee, turned around, and started to walk toward the house. With one last look at the Professor's door, I turned around and hurried after him, Beowulf trotting along besides me.
We had just arrived at our house. I knew what was coming when we opened that door. First Mom and Dad will want to see what Pokemon we got. Then Mom will go over everything that we had packed, and question us on where it is so that she is sure that we know. Then she will have to recount the 300 dollars (in 20s) that Matt and I both have. After that, Mom will give us another "I can't believe I'm letting you do this" speech, with Dad adding a few words here or there. Dad will give us a shortened version of the classic "You are now grown, behave like it" speech. We probably wouldn't get out of the house until 1 o'clock. It was just turning 11 now. Matt was just about to put his hand on the doorknob when he stopped and looked at me, obviously thinking the same thing. He sighed and I said
"Better get it over with." Beowulf looked at me in confusion, but just then Matt had opened the door and shouted
"WE'RE HOME!" Mom came out from the kitchen and Dad came down the stairs.
"did you get your Pokemon?" Dad asked. Beowulf was behind Matt and me, so he wasn't seen. We nodded our heads.
"Let's see then." Mom said. Matt and I stepped further inside the house. Matt called out Eevee and I stepped aside so that Beowulf could step up besides me. Mom and Dad eyed our Pokemon for a minute than Dad asked, "What kind are they?" at the same time, Mom asked
"What are their names?" Matt answered first and said
"This is Eevee. He is a normal type, but he can evolve into five different types of Pokemon. Eevee, meet my Mom and Dad." I put my hand down and scratched Beowulf's ears.
"This is Beowulf, who is a Houndour. Houndours are dark and fire types." I said. "Beowulf, these are my parents."
"You named him Beowulf?" Mom asked. "Yes." I replied. Beowulf looked at Mom and Dad and nodded his head at each of them.
"Houndour" he said. It was the first time he had spoken instead of woofed.
"He looks very uh.. fierce.." Mom said hesitantly.
"Scary is more like it." Dad said under his breath. I'm sure that Beowulf heard that, but he didn't flinch. Just looked about him calmly. Eevee went up to Mom and Dad. Dad awkwardly patted his head and Mom stroked his fur.
"What a friendly boy." Mom said to him. The look Beowulf shot Eevee had "suck up" written all over it. Luckily, I was the only one to see it. Mom looked up at us and said,
"Let's go look at your bags to make sure you know where everything is." Matt and I groaned. Mom ignored it.
"Come on" she said as she started up stairs. Matt recalled Eevee and started up after her. I went to follow him when Dad put a hand on my shoulder.
"Aren't you going to recall your Pokemon?" he asked curiously.
"No" was all I said. Then I went up the stairs after my brother and mother with Beowulf behind me. Dad just looked up after me and shook his head.
About two hours and 2 long boring speeches later, Matt and I were on the front walk hugging our parents goodbye.
"Don't forget to call us every so often." My mom reminded us.
"Be on the look out for some calls from us too." Dad said.
"We will" Matt and I chimed together.
"Alright then. I guess we won't keep you.." Dad added.
"Remember, we will always love you." Mom put in.
"We love you too." Matt and I said together, again. We started to walk away. At the end of the street, we turned around and waved. Our parents waved back, Mom teary eyed. Then we walked around the corner, out of site. As soon as we were out of site I let out the breath I'd been holding.
"That wasn't TOO bad.." Matt said.
"I'm just glad it's over." I replied. I looked at Beowulf and said,
"I'm sure you are glad to get out of there huh?"
"dor" he said nodding his head. Matt chuckled.
"I'm not surprised. Beowulf doesn't look like the teary goodbye type." We walked out of Advente town. The town were I had spent all 15 years of my life, and Matt all 18 years of his. We walked out, and we didn't look back.
After about 20 minutes of steady walking, we came to a fork in the road. Matt stopped and turned to me.
"This is where we part." He said. We had talked about this a week ago. How we couldn't stay together on our journey. If we did, we would always be fighting about who catches this Pokemon, or who gets to battle another trainer. We both knew we had to separate. This was going to be my only regret about wanting to become a trainer. Matt and I had always been together. He was my big brother. He always looked after me. What would it be like with out him?
"Let's exchange phone numbers." I said.
"Then we can still talk, if not as often."
"That's a great idea!" he said happily. He was just as sad with this parting as I was. He can't really understand human emotions that well. I had always been there to help. I also saw things that he didn't. Noticed things that he didn't even think of. I'm sure he was wondering what life would be like without me also. We swapped numbers then hugged tightly. Matt bent down and looked Beowulf straight in the eyes.
"You look after her, you hear?" There was no trace of his usual humor in his eyes. Beowulf stood up and barked, "Hound ound dour." Matt nodded his head and looked back at me. We hugged again.
"You take care of yourself too." I told him.
"I need someone to get Mom's attention off of me." He laughed like I hoped he would. Then turned and walked on the road leading toward Violet City. Beowulf and I took the one going to Goldenrod City. One single tear escaped my eye and fell to the ground. Beowulf looked up at me and nuzzled my hand as we walked.
AN: Right then! That's the first chapter! Things have barley gotten started, but don't worry! Expect the next chapter as soon as tomorrow! Again, please click the little review button. *looks at you with huge anime eyes* pleeeaasssee
CHAPTER 1
I awoke around 5:30 in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep. Today was the day that my brother and I were to get our first Pokemon. In just 3 more hours, I would begin my journey as Pokemon trainer. I lay awake wondering what Pokemon Professor Redwood would give my brother and me. My brother, Matt, is just as excited as I am. I get up and go across the hall where Matt's room is. I open the door slowly to see if he's asleep. I was relieved when I heard him, say
"Come in Robin." I walk to his bed and sit next to him on it.
"You can't sleep either, huh Rob?" He asks me.
"No.. I just keep thinking about the Pokemon that we are about to get and the journey we are about to go on." I reply.
We sit there silently for a moment when Matt gets up.
"Come on, take your shower than I'll get mine. The earlier we're ready the earlier we can go to Professor Redwood's house."
I grin at him and say "With any luck we can skip mom's 'Your still my babies, I can't believe you want to leave!' speech." He smiles back and says "That's what I'm aiming for little sister." I get up and get my things for the shower.
3 hours and 1 speech later we are on our way to Professor Redwood's ranch. We were going to get our Pokemon and Pokegear from the Professor, stop back at the house for the final goodbye to our family, pick up our camping gear, and begin the trek of a Pokemon trainer. After about a 10-min walk that was mostly in silence we knocked on the Professor's door.
"Coming, hold on a sec." Came a voice inside. When the door opened, a handsome redheaded man with a beard and mustache in his 30's opened the door. "Ah, Matt and Robin. Right on time! Come in, come in." He ushered us inside and into his lab.
"First you will need your Pokedex's." he said. He handed Matt a blue 'dex and me a red one. Those were our favorite colors.
"A Pokedex records all the Pokemon you catch. It also has data on all the Pokemon species known. It doubles as your identification too." He went over to his desk and pulled out two Pokegears, one red and one blue.
"These are your Pokegears. They function as clocks, cell phones, maps, and radios. They can be worn around your wrist or neck." He said as he handed Matt the blue one and me the red one. Matt snapped his around his wrist and I put mine around my neck.
"Now the moment you have been waiting for." He said.
"You each need a Pokemon." He opened the door leading to one of his many different pastures.
"Instead of just handing you a Pokemon, I'm going to let you two choose the one you like." He said. The small pasture had a fence going around it. It was about the size of our backyard. In it were six Pokemon. A Marril and a Meowth were playing tag on one side. A Cubone was throwing its club while a Phanpy jumped into the air to catch it. An Eevee was taking a drink at the small pond in the corner of the yard. It looked up when we came out. What caught my eye though, was the Houndour. He was sitting in the far right- hand corner of the yard. He wasn't playing or sleeping or anything. Just sitting. When we walked out, he turned his head to stare at us. Or, as it seemed, at me. As soon as I stepped out the door, his eyes caught mine. It seemed, just then, that we were the only two living things on the earth, in the universe. He held my gaze for what felt like an eternity. Then he blinked, opened his mouth into what could have been a smile disguised as a pant, and looked away. Matt and the Professor were oblivious to what had just happened. My brother had looked around at the other Pokemon. His gaze lingering longest on the Eevee. Then he asked the Professor,
"These aren't the normal Pokemon that are given to beginning trainers. Why are you going to give us one of these?" The Professor smiled and looked at my brother and me fondly and then looked out at the Pokemon.
"You two are special to me." He explained.
"ever since Matt came to my house, looking for something to do, when he was 10 with his 7 year-old shy little sister tagging along beside him I knew I would love you like an Uncle. Matt with his cheerfulness and since of responsibility, Robin with her shyness and curiosity. You, Matt were always in the lab with me. Going over the data of the Pokemon, writing down the figures like, the Pikachu has grown an inch since the food change or, the Sentret's leg has healed better when soaked in water for so many hours. I remember how we would go over each and every Pokemon on the computer. You were the best lab assistant I ever had. Robin, you were a more hands on sort of girl. Helping me feed the Pokemon, calming one when it was scared or holding when it needed a shot. I don't know why, but the Pokemon always seemed more relaxed with you. I remember how you would spend hours outside with the Pokemon, cleaning them and playing with them."
I remember that too. I am not a social teenager. I never felt comfortable with any person except my brother, my parents, and the Professor. Pokemon, however were easy to make friends with. I would talk to them and I felt like they understood me. They were my friends. I was never shy, worried, or unhappy around them.
"You two are very special to me." He said again, "These Pokemon are all special in some way. Their abilities are different. They are slightly better than the normal specie of that Pokemon. That is why I want to give one of them to both of you." He turned to smile at us.
"I wanted to give you two the best." Matt smiled and nodded his head.
"Thanks Professor." He said. "For everything you have taught us." I went over and hugged him. The Professor looked surprised and pleased. I guess many 15 year-old girls don't hug him.
"and for letting us learn instead of pushing us away." I told him.
"enough with the mush." He said gruffly. "Go and find your Pokemon."
By now all the Pokemon had stopped doing whatever they were doing and had come over to investigate. Matt politely patted the Phanpy on the head and scratched the Marrils tail, but then he went over to the Eevee and bent down, starting to examine him. I scratched or patted all the other Pokemon that came over. Once they saw I didn't have a treat, however, they lost interest and went back to their games. The Houndour had not come over. In fact, he hadn't moved from that spot at all. However, I could feel him watching me. I went over to him and sat down cross-legged in front of him.
"Hello." I said quietly. "I'm Robin. How are you doing?" I held out my hand to him. He looked at it a little cautiously. Then slowly picked up his paw and placed it in my hand.
"Nice to meet you too." I said smiling.
"I'm going to become a Pokemon trainer." I told him, dropping his paw.
"My brother is too. We are here to find a starting Pokemon. I'm sure you know what that is." He looked at me with his head slightly cocked. He blinked and made a little whuffing sound that I took for as a yes.
"would you like to be mine? I like you, and I think we could go far together, you and me." He cocked his head to the other side, considering. Just then, Professor Redwood came up.
"Uh, Robin." He said hesitantly. Both the Houndour and I looked up at him.
"I'm not sure if you'll want this fellow." He said.
"He isn't really affectionate. He really is rather aloof. I don't know if he will obey you if you do take him. He probably doesn't even want to-" He shut up with a surprised sound and his eyes widened a bit. As he was talking, I guess Houndour had made up his mind. Either that or he just wanted to prove the Professor wrong, because to my slight surprise and to the Professor's obvious one, Houndour had gotten up and laid down right in my lap! He looked up at the Professor as if to say,
"see? You were wrong. I DO want to go with this girl."
The Professor, to his credit, recovered himself fairly quickly, cleared his throat, and said
"are you going to name him?" I looked at Houndour's face that was so close to mine and said
"How about, Beowulf?" "You mean the one in the story?" he asked, surprised again. "Yep." I replied. Houndour, or now Beowulf licked my nose,
"I guess Beowulf it is than." Professor said. Shaking his head and muttering to himself, he went to go see if Matt had made his choice. I giggled at the Professor's confusion , once he was out of earshot. Then said to Beowulf,
"Let's go see who Matt picked." Beowulf ruffed at me and got off my lap. Then I stood up and started to walk toward my brother, Beowulf following behind me.
The Professor and Matt were talking on the porch. Matt was kneeled down next to his new Pokemon Eevee, stroking it. I walked up to them and sat down next to Matt, Beowulf sitting besides me, ignoring Eevee pointedly. Matt looked up and turned his gaze to Beowulf. Then he looked at me,
"He's very social isn't he?" he asked with a smirk. Beowulf snorted at Matt and gave him a look as if to say,
"Oh that was SOO funny.", then nuzzled my hand. I obliged in scratching behind his ear. Then told him,
"this is Matt, my brother. He is my only brother and my best friend, so I DO hope you will try to get along with him Beowulf." Beowulf looked at me, than at Matt. He sighed and gave Matt a bark of acknowledgement, than nudged my hand for more pleasant ear scratching.
"Pleased to meet you too." Matt said with a lopsided grin. Then he turned to me, his brown eyes shining with joy.
"Rob, meet my new Pokemon Eevee." "You aren't going to name him?" I asked him.
"Nah." Matt said. I wasn't really surprised. Matt isn't the kind of person who names his Pokemon. I let Eevee sniff my hand and he smiled in, what I think is, approval.
"he's very sweet" I told Matt with a grin of my own.
"Since you both have chosen your Pokemon partners, I will give you their pokeballs." Professor Redwood said. He rummaged around in his coat pockets and then pulled out two pokeballs. Matt and I stood up, and he gave each of us one. Matt looked down at his new Pokemon. Eevee rubbed his head against Matt's leg and looked up at him. Matt smiled and said,
"Eevee, return." A red beam of light lit upon Eevee and sucked him into the pokeball. I looked at my pokeball thoughtfully, then I looked down at Beowulf. Beowulf was looking at the pokeball and was baring his teeth ever so slightly. Then he looked at me. I smiled at him, minimized the pokeball, and clipped it to my belt. Beowulf stopped baring his teeth, and actually wagged his tail a bit.
"Aren't you going to recall Beowulf?" the Professor asked me.
"No, I think Beowulf would like it better out of his ball." I replied.
"He could run away." Matt pointed out. We all looked at Beowulf who regarded us calmly. I smiled again.
"I don't think I have anything to worry about" I said. Matt shrugged, not really caring. "We should get back to the house and get our stuff now." He said.
"I'll walk you to the door." Professor added.
"But first come back into the lab with me." We went into the lab and the Professor open two drawers. Then he gave Matt 6 pokeballs and me 6 pokeballs. All but one of the pokeballs in both sets were the normal red and white color. One was red on top and blue on the bottom. Matt and I looked at the different Pokeball we each had. Then Matt's eyes widened a bit in acknowledgement.
"This is a Great ball." He said in surprise. The Professor smiled.
"Yep, just a little gift I thought you would enjoy. Use it wisely though. If you think you can catch it with a Pokeball, then do."
"Thanks Professor." I said. "Now lets go" he replied.
Matt and I stood just outside Professor Redwood's doorway, on the path leading back to town. The Professor shook Matt's hand and touched my cheek.
"I'll be looking forward to seeing the Pokemon you both send me." He said a bit gruffly.
"Good luck on your journeys." Matt had let out Eevee so he could say goodbye to the Professor. The Professor looked Beowulf and Eevee in the eyes and said to the Pokemon,
"You two take care of your new trainers got it?" The Pokemon nodded their heads. With a final nod to us, Professor Redwood turned around and closed the door. I wondered if Matt had seen how watery the Professor's eyes had become before he closed the door. I doubt it though. Matt was never good at seeing other people's emotions. He just recalled Eevee, turned around, and started to walk toward the house. With one last look at the Professor's door, I turned around and hurried after him, Beowulf trotting along besides me.
We had just arrived at our house. I knew what was coming when we opened that door. First Mom and Dad will want to see what Pokemon we got. Then Mom will go over everything that we had packed, and question us on where it is so that she is sure that we know. Then she will have to recount the 300 dollars (in 20s) that Matt and I both have. After that, Mom will give us another "I can't believe I'm letting you do this" speech, with Dad adding a few words here or there. Dad will give us a shortened version of the classic "You are now grown, behave like it" speech. We probably wouldn't get out of the house until 1 o'clock. It was just turning 11 now. Matt was just about to put his hand on the doorknob when he stopped and looked at me, obviously thinking the same thing. He sighed and I said
"Better get it over with." Beowulf looked at me in confusion, but just then Matt had opened the door and shouted
"WE'RE HOME!" Mom came out from the kitchen and Dad came down the stairs.
"did you get your Pokemon?" Dad asked. Beowulf was behind Matt and me, so he wasn't seen. We nodded our heads.
"Let's see then." Mom said. Matt and I stepped further inside the house. Matt called out Eevee and I stepped aside so that Beowulf could step up besides me. Mom and Dad eyed our Pokemon for a minute than Dad asked, "What kind are they?" at the same time, Mom asked
"What are their names?" Matt answered first and said
"This is Eevee. He is a normal type, but he can evolve into five different types of Pokemon. Eevee, meet my Mom and Dad." I put my hand down and scratched Beowulf's ears.
"This is Beowulf, who is a Houndour. Houndours are dark and fire types." I said. "Beowulf, these are my parents."
"You named him Beowulf?" Mom asked. "Yes." I replied. Beowulf looked at Mom and Dad and nodded his head at each of them.
"Houndour" he said. It was the first time he had spoken instead of woofed.
"He looks very uh.. fierce.." Mom said hesitantly.
"Scary is more like it." Dad said under his breath. I'm sure that Beowulf heard that, but he didn't flinch. Just looked about him calmly. Eevee went up to Mom and Dad. Dad awkwardly patted his head and Mom stroked his fur.
"What a friendly boy." Mom said to him. The look Beowulf shot Eevee had "suck up" written all over it. Luckily, I was the only one to see it. Mom looked up at us and said,
"Let's go look at your bags to make sure you know where everything is." Matt and I groaned. Mom ignored it.
"Come on" she said as she started up stairs. Matt recalled Eevee and started up after her. I went to follow him when Dad put a hand on my shoulder.
"Aren't you going to recall your Pokemon?" he asked curiously.
"No" was all I said. Then I went up the stairs after my brother and mother with Beowulf behind me. Dad just looked up after me and shook his head.
About two hours and 2 long boring speeches later, Matt and I were on the front walk hugging our parents goodbye.
"Don't forget to call us every so often." My mom reminded us.
"Be on the look out for some calls from us too." Dad said.
"We will" Matt and I chimed together.
"Alright then. I guess we won't keep you.." Dad added.
"Remember, we will always love you." Mom put in.
"We love you too." Matt and I said together, again. We started to walk away. At the end of the street, we turned around and waved. Our parents waved back, Mom teary eyed. Then we walked around the corner, out of site. As soon as we were out of site I let out the breath I'd been holding.
"That wasn't TOO bad.." Matt said.
"I'm just glad it's over." I replied. I looked at Beowulf and said,
"I'm sure you are glad to get out of there huh?"
"dor" he said nodding his head. Matt chuckled.
"I'm not surprised. Beowulf doesn't look like the teary goodbye type." We walked out of Advente town. The town were I had spent all 15 years of my life, and Matt all 18 years of his. We walked out, and we didn't look back.
After about 20 minutes of steady walking, we came to a fork in the road. Matt stopped and turned to me.
"This is where we part." He said. We had talked about this a week ago. How we couldn't stay together on our journey. If we did, we would always be fighting about who catches this Pokemon, or who gets to battle another trainer. We both knew we had to separate. This was going to be my only regret about wanting to become a trainer. Matt and I had always been together. He was my big brother. He always looked after me. What would it be like with out him?
"Let's exchange phone numbers." I said.
"Then we can still talk, if not as often."
"That's a great idea!" he said happily. He was just as sad with this parting as I was. He can't really understand human emotions that well. I had always been there to help. I also saw things that he didn't. Noticed things that he didn't even think of. I'm sure he was wondering what life would be like without me also. We swapped numbers then hugged tightly. Matt bent down and looked Beowulf straight in the eyes.
"You look after her, you hear?" There was no trace of his usual humor in his eyes. Beowulf stood up and barked, "Hound ound dour." Matt nodded his head and looked back at me. We hugged again.
"You take care of yourself too." I told him.
"I need someone to get Mom's attention off of me." He laughed like I hoped he would. Then turned and walked on the road leading toward Violet City. Beowulf and I took the one going to Goldenrod City. One single tear escaped my eye and fell to the ground. Beowulf looked up at me and nuzzled my hand as we walked.
AN: Right then! That's the first chapter! Things have barley gotten started, but don't worry! Expect the next chapter as soon as tomorrow! Again, please click the little review button. *looks at you with huge anime eyes* pleeeaasssee