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| - It took a while, but the sound of banging metal was finally able to wake Brendan up. As his eyes fluttered open, he took a minute to absorb his surroundings. It was still dark outside... or was he outside at all? Brendan stood up and adjusted his white fluffy hat, which could easily have been confused for white hair. It took him a lot longer to realize that he was actually in the back of a stationary truck. He walked slowly to the back, opened the hatch, and let sunlight do the rest. He squinted his eyes as he let them absorb natural light. "Where... where am I?" He asked himself softly. In the near distance, he could see his mother standing in front of a house. "That must be my new house..." "Brendan, dear, come take a look outside!" His mother cried out to him. Brendan groaned and hopped off the truck and into Littleroot Town. Moving from the Johto region to the Hoenn region was a huge step both in terms of having to make new friends and trying to get used to the new climate. Hoenn was definitely a lot warmer than Johto, but it was nothing unbearable. "I kinda like the air here," he commented to his mother. "It feels a lot cleaner." "It's nothing like that groggy Goldenrod air now, is it?" She asked. "And besides, things will be much easier now with your father so close by!" "Speaking of dad, do you think I can go visit him in Petalflurb or whatever it's called soon?" he asked. "First of all, it's called Petalburg. And besides, the walk there is too dangerous without having your own Pokémon for protection," she told him. "Speaking of which, I'm fifteen now, when can I get my very own Pokémon?" he asked. "I'm glad you asked," she said, "Professor Birch next door actually told me he was expecting your arrival. I'm not sure what it was about, but he sure sounded urgent." "You... you mean I could get my first Pokémon soon?" Brendan hopped up and down. "I wouldn't get my hopes up too high, but it's an offer worth checking out. But first I want you to go inside and check everything out." "Yup!" Brendan nodded and walked into his new house. The atmosphere in his house had the new house scent as the mover's Pokémon were still fixing things up. Brendan found a set of stairs leading upstairs and slowly crept up, making sure he didn't do anything too sudden to break a step in his new house. He walked through the hallway and saw a door at the end. He presumed that it would be his room and walked in. Fortunately for him, his mom had already set everything up. The only thing that he had to do was fix his clock. Once he had finished doing that, he took a look at everything. It seemed as if his mom already knew where he wanted his things and he walked downstairs with a wide grin on his face. "Brendan, come over here!" His mom called him as she turned on the TV. "It looks like dad may be on TV!" "Really?" Brendan asked and took a seat on the couch next to his mom "And that concludes our report on the new gym leader of the Petalburg Gym," the news reporter said. "This has been Channel 7 News, thank you." "Well, it looks like we missed him," Brendan's mom sighed. "That sucks," Brendan agreed. "By the way, Professor Birch called while you were upstairs. He said he had a little something for you." "Really?" "Yeah, he wanted you to head over to his house now." Brendan smiled widely and darted out the door. He looked at the house next door. If Professor Birch was willing to give Brendan his first Pokémon, then there was no way he'd be late. He bolted over and quietly rang the doorbell. It was only a matter of seconds before a middle-aged woman answered the door. "Hello, and who are you?" She asked with a puzzled expression. "My name's Brendan!" He exclaimed with a smile. "Oh, you must be the boy who moved in next door!" She said. "Come on in, we have a daughter about the same age as you." "A... a daughter?" Mrs. Birch led Brendan in to the living room where she offered him some snacks and a glass of lemonade. Afterwards, she walked him to the stairs. "Our daughter is upstairs, I think," she informed him. "She was really eager to meet you." Brendan sighed and walked up the stairs. The house was kind of confusing to get used to, but he was sure that the door painted pink was the one he was supposed to knock on. He took a deep breath and knocked on it. "Come in!" A girl's voice shouted from the other side. "Hello?" Brendan asked as he slowly walked into her room. The girl was browsing YouTube on her computer with a PokéBall lying on the desk next to her. "I'm Brendan, it's nice to meet you." "Oh, what's up?" She asked and shook his hand. Brendan could very well that she was stunning. She had silky brown hair of decent length and wore a red bandanna over her head. "My name's May. It's nice to meet you, too!" "So... what do you do around here for fun?" He asked awkwardly with his hands in his pockets. "Well, as you can see, I'm pretty bored right now," she shrugged. "Is that a PokéBall on your desk?" He asked. "How can you be bored when you have a Pokémon to train?" "I only got my Torchic yesterday and my dad said I had to wait for him to give you yours before I could go on my journey. Speaking of which, I wonder where he ran off to..." "So you mean it's true? I'm actually going to get my own Pokémon?" Brendan asked excitedly. "Yep, but you have to go find my dad first. He's a wild card in terms of predictability." "Hmph..." Brendan groaned. "I wonder where he could be." "My best bet is that he's somewhere on Route 101 studying Wild Pokémon again. If you want, I could lead you out there." "That would be cool!" Brendan nodded. Sometime after leaving Littleroot Town, Brendan and May were able to reach a small grove in Route 101. Since neither were fairly familiar with the area, they had to be extra careful. Luckily, May still had a Torchic on her hand in order to protect the pair from any wild Pokémon. "Huh, I guess dad's not anywhere nearby..." May frowned. "Sorry I lead you all the way out here." "Not a problem at all," Brendan shrugged. "At least I got the chance to get familiar with the area." "Help!" a voice shouted from the distance. "What was that!?" Brendan asked. "Hold on a second..." May shushed him. "Help! Someone please help me!" the voice shouted again. "That's dad's voice!" May exclaimed. "We have to go save him!" The pair ran over to where it sounded like Professor Birch was shouting from. They were able to reach a small pond where it looked like the Professor was being harassed by a lobster Pokémon. Nearby lay a briefcase and two PokéBalls. "Dad!" May ran over to him. "Professor Birch!" Brendan ran behind her. "What's going on?" "This Corphish is angry that I invaded its territory and now it won't quit attacking me!" Professor Birch informed the two. "Leave my dad alone!" May shouted at the Corphish. "Let's finish this up, Torchic!" she shouted and tossed Torchic's PokéBall in the air. Torchic chirped and landed on the ground from its PokéBall. It ran around in circles for a little bit before taking the field in front of Corphish. "Alright, Torchic, get it with an Ember!" She commanded. Torchic charged up little balls of fire before spitting them out. Corphish seemed to brave the hit from the not-very-effective Ember attack from Torchic. It shoved off the attack before going back to chasing the Professor. "It's no use!" Brendan exclaimed. "Please go into my briefcase and take a PokéBall!" Professor Birch instructed Brendan. "Maybe you can help me!" Brendan ran over to the briefcase and picked up both Poké Balls. Confused about what Pokémon was in which one, he sighed. "The one in your left hand is the Water-type, Mudkip," May said, "And the one in your right hand is the Grass-type, Treecko." "Well, Grass beats Water, right?" Brendan asked. "I choose the Grass-type, Treecko!" Brendan held the PokéBall in his hand before tossing it at the battlefield. In a brilliant flash of white, Treecko was sent out to take charge of the fight. Treecko hissed and stood in front of its trainer as it glared at Corphish menacingly. "Treecko, use Tackle!" Brendan shouted. Treecko stood doing nothing, slightly confused. "Treecko can't learn Tackle!" May informed him. "Try Pound or Absorb!" "Huh, go figure," Brendan shrugged. "A Grass-type attack would do more damage in this situation, right? In that case, Treecko, use Absorb!" Treecko charged up a mass of energy within itself before loosing red beams from its arms which latched onto the enemy Corphish. The Absorb attack drained Corphish very slowly of its health energy. Corphish was damaged from the hit and fell to the ground to try and regain its breath. "It's working!" May cheered as Professor Birch ran by her side. Corphish shrugged before its pincer started to glow a light blue. It swung hard and landed a powerful Crabhammer attack on Treecko. Despite Treecko being a Grass-type Pokémon while the attack was Water-type, the attack seemed to do a significant amount of damage. "For it to use Crabhammer... it must be a powerful foe..." Treecko staggered backwards before landing on one knee. It managed to struggle its way up before finally standing against Corphish again. "Alright Treecko, send it back where it came from with another Absorb!" Brendan commanded. Treecko hissed before blasting Corphish again with Absorb. However, Corphish was definitely a formidable foe and the attack still didn't seem to knock it out. In fact, Corphish seemed to brave the hit much better than earlier. "Nothing's working..." Brendan growled. Corphish charged its pincer once again before managing to land another Crabhammer on Treecko. This time, however, the attack was more powerful and managed to knock Treecko out. "Treecko, no!" Brendan shouted and held its PokéBall in the air. There was a light flash of red and Treecko was sent back to its PokéBall. "Return!" "There's only one way to settle this..." May grumbled before pulling a PokéBall out. She took a deep breath and threw it with full force at the Corphish. "PokéBall, go!" The Corphish felt the impact and was sucked into the PokéBall's grasp. It fell to the ground and started shaking for a few seconds. In what felt like an eternity, the Poké Ball finally stopped and May walked over it to pick it up. "It's... it's over." May sighed. "And you just captured your first Pokémon!" Professor Birch exclaimed. "Now, let's get you two back to the lab!" May and Brendan stood in the Pokémon lab as they watched their PokéBalls get sent into the healing machine. In a matter of seconds, the machine stopped making noises and Professor Birch handed them their PokéBalls back. Instantly, both trainers let their Pokémon back out. May even let her newly captured Corphish get a bit of time outside of its PokéBall. All three of the Pokémon seemed to be friendly with each other depsite the conflict that happened earlier. Corphish walked over to the two and rubbed them with its pincers to get a good feel of them. Treecko couldn't help but hiss happily in response. "They seem to be liking each other," Brendan commented and watched the Pokémon continue to interact with one another. "Even Corphish is having a little bit of fun," May giggled. "They're so cute!" "Take good care of them," he told the teenagers. "Brendan, I trust that you will be a good trainer to Treecko." "You have my word for it," Brendan nodded. "Here are five extra PokéBalls in order for you to catch some more Pokémon with," he handed Brendan a set of PokéBalls. "And here is a PokéDex for you to keep track of any Pokémon you ever come across while on your travels." "Thank you, professor." "And May, remember to be a good trainer and train Torchic and Corphish just as equally," he reminded his daughter. "Your Pokémon need all the love they can get." "Trust me, dad, I will," May smiled. "And here's your PokéDex as well." The professor handed his daughter the second PokéDex. "Thanks, dad." "So, what are your plans?" He asked the two. "You know how I want to try my hand at Pokémon Contests," May told her dad. "And I'm heading to Petalburg City to beat my dad and get my first Gym Badge!" Brendan beamed. "And then I'm going to take on the Pokémon League challenge!" "Well, in that case, I suggest you take Route 101 through Oldale Town and just follow the path. You should reach Petalburg City in no time." Professor Birch directed. "But first, please let your mother know where you're headed. I'm sure she'll want to say her goodbyes." "Will do. Thanks professor!" Brendan thanked Professor Birch. He looked down at Treecko and picked the Pokémon up in his arms. "I should get you home! I'm sure mom would love to meet you!" May did the same with her Torchic and Corphish, holding each Pokémon in her arms. "Wow, you guys are really taking a liking for each other!" She smiled and nuzzled her head into each one of them. They cooed happily in her arms. "I should get you two home so you can get your naps in!" Both Brendan and May waved the professor goodbye as they each went to their respective homes. Brendan had a lot to tell his mother and he wasn't sure how she would take it.
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