The sun’s first rays poked through the green, leafy trees, waking the stirring creatures that slept within the trunks. A pair of squat, brown birds hopped out of one of the larger oaks and scurried along a branch to greet the new day, chirping noises issuing from their tiny beaks. Beneath the canopy lay a small, two story house, its red paint scarred from the hail it had endured in the early days of that spring. The calls reached down to the open window of the house.
On the second floor, a boy rolled over in his bed, his messy brown hair even more unkempt by the combined assault of his pillow, the mattress of the futon on which he slept and the blue blanket with tiny yellow and black ball shapes embroidered on it Across his room, a knock came at the door.
“Jon boy! Are you up in there?”
Jon groaned as he leaned up and rubbed his eyes, tiny flecks falling from them. “Yeah mom, I’m up,” he mumbled, still too groggy to manage anything more. He reached over to the wooden stand, upon which lay his phone. He grabbed the small black box and flipped it open, checking the time.
8:56 A.M.
“Damn!”
_
“Now Jon, you know that I had told you a tho-” Jon tuned his mom out, continuing to crunch down on the crispy strip of meat before him. He had manage to slap on a pair of jeans, a dark grey tee shirt with the words “Talca Gym” printed across the chest and his green laced tennis shoes. Inside a green gym bag, there was a blue and white ball that was bisected in the horizontal center with an opening and a button for opening. It was customary for every young, aspiring trainer in Alumacia Town to create their own capsule for their very first Pokemon. In this manner, he had etched “4/18 + 8” into the blue hemisphere. The day he would become a trainer.
He checked his phone again. 9:37. It was time to go; now or never. One unlucky boy, Erak, arrived so late last year that only two were left, a small, pink, round creature named Jigglypuff, brought all the way from the mountains of Kanto, and another similar creature, a fairy like imp named Smoochum. Neither of the two young Pokemon took an interest in him and so he was left forsaken. A failure to bond with a Pokemon at the coming of age, at sixteen, was considered to be a truly shameful event in Alumacia and as such, he left for the glittering seas in the south. Jon had a feeling that, due to the fact only four of his peers were also of age, he would be safe. But one could never be too careful.
“Bye, mom!” Jon shouted, about to step out the door when she ran into the room.
“Good luck sweetie!” she smiled and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him until he coughed.
“Don’t worry, mom. It’s not like I’m going to be gone long,” he said, grinning. He was too excited for anything else than joy to be coursing through his veins. He broke off the hug and turned through the entrance, gently closing the door behind him.
He looked out to the road ahead, smooth pavement leading to the largest building in town, the Trainer Registry, where Professor Kaede waited to show the five new trainers how to meet their very first Pokemon. Making sure his bag was strapped up so the capsule he had prepared would be safe, he rushed down the road, quickly covering the distance. His house was on an isolated pathway, where no other roads led to and he would hopefully only be returning down one more time.
He kneeled over for just a moment as he slowed down. The brick facade of the building stood before him, but he knew that the true destination was beyond: The Field of Awakening. There he would meet the partner that would be with him for his entire life: his very first Pokemon. And, he mused to himself, perhaps my other partner. He walked up to the double glass downs and swiped his T-card on the card reader. A green tint filled the glass and the two doors slid open, allowing Jon to walk forward towards the most important day of his young life.
On the second floor, a boy rolled over in his bed, his messy brown hair even more unkempt by the combined assault of his pillow, the mattress of the futon on which he slept and the blue blanket with tiny yellow and black ball shapes embroidered on it Across his room, a knock came at the door.
“Jon boy! Are you up in there?”
Jon groaned as he leaned up and rubbed his eyes, tiny flecks falling from them. “Yeah mom, I’m up,” he mumbled, still too groggy to manage anything more. He reached over to the wooden stand, upon which lay his phone. He grabbed the small black box and flipped it open, checking the time.
8:56 A.M.
“Damn!”
_
“Now Jon, you know that I had told you a tho-” Jon tuned his mom out, continuing to crunch down on the crispy strip of meat before him. He had manage to slap on a pair of jeans, a dark grey tee shirt with the words “Talca Gym” printed across the chest and his green laced tennis shoes. Inside a green gym bag, there was a blue and white ball that was bisected in the horizontal center with an opening and a button for opening. It was customary for every young, aspiring trainer in Alumacia Town to create their own capsule for their very first Pokemon. In this manner, he had etched “4/18 + 8” into the blue hemisphere. The day he would become a trainer.
He checked his phone again. 9:37. It was time to go; now or never. One unlucky boy, Erak, arrived so late last year that only two were left, a small, pink, round creature named Jigglypuff, brought all the way from the mountains of Kanto, and another similar creature, a fairy like imp named Smoochum. Neither of the two young Pokemon took an interest in him and so he was left forsaken. A failure to bond with a Pokemon at the coming of age, at sixteen, was considered to be a truly shameful event in Alumacia and as such, he left for the glittering seas in the south. Jon had a feeling that, due to the fact only four of his peers were also of age, he would be safe. But one could never be too careful.
“Bye, mom!” Jon shouted, about to step out the door when she ran into the room.
“Good luck sweetie!” she smiled and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him until he coughed.
“Don’t worry, mom. It’s not like I’m going to be gone long,” he said, grinning. He was too excited for anything else than joy to be coursing through his veins. He broke off the hug and turned through the entrance, gently closing the door behind him.
He looked out to the road ahead, smooth pavement leading to the largest building in town, the Trainer Registry, where Professor Kaede waited to show the five new trainers how to meet their very first Pokemon. Making sure his bag was strapped up so the capsule he had prepared would be safe, he rushed down the road, quickly covering the distance. His house was on an isolated pathway, where no other roads led to and he would hopefully only be returning down one more time.
He kneeled over for just a moment as he slowed down. The brick facade of the building stood before him, but he knew that the true destination was beyond: The Field of Awakening. There he would meet the partner that would be with him for his entire life: his very first Pokemon. And, he mused to himself, perhaps my other partner. He walked up to the double glass downs and swiped his T-card on the card reader. A green tint filled the glass and the two doors slid open, allowing Jon to walk forward towards the most important day of his young life.