"ROSS! WAKE THE FUCK UP ITS 12:00 IN THE GOD DAMN AFTERNOON!"

I hear my dad wake me up with the god damn subtlety of a Shonen protagonist accept ya know...an asshole.

I wake up and get out of bed landing on dirty/clean clothes strewn across my room and I slip into a pair of clean enough looking jeans and a plain white t-shirt and just lay back down in my bed wanting desperately to get more than 5 hours of sleep but knowing I won't be that lucky.

But even though I know it's a bad idea I fall asleep anyway. I dream about my childhood and my original "Career" path the dumb childish dream of becoming a Pokémon champion.

I shake myself awake 30 minutes after falling asleep "Hhm..Pokemon haven't thought of that in forever. I've got the day off. I could replay the older games on my 3ds I have somewhere around my room" I say as I look into my nightstand drawer and pull out the slightly dusty scratched to shit Ds

I plug it in and look through the home screen and see Pokémon red and yellow but I don't really like Pikachu so I'll play red

I notice that I don't have a saved game which is weird because I never delete my progress in games...maybe the save file is corrupted or something

I click on new game and then I see an energy drink fall over and spill on my power strip and send electricity to my ds and In proxy me as I collapse onto my bed and my eyes close for a final time.

(An: Sorry for the pretty rushed pace of the first chapter I'm going to slow down the pace after this. I just wanted to get straight into the Pokémon world I really hope you enjoy what I create out of it :)