MY POKéMON JOURNEY!
A Trainer Story Before Ash Became a Trainer
By Carly McGowan

#1: The First Step To Greatness...
Some people would call Pokémon pathetic, useless, unloyal and worthless creatures. This was wrong. So wrong. You probley think who would call Pokémon such things.
Pathetic, dream on!
Pokémon are NOT pathetic. They firght for themselves and stand up in what is right.
Useless, I'd laugh if it was so!
They help us humans through a lot of things and they also protect us.
Unloyal, just a load of garbage!
I mean, if you treated your Pokémon like it was your friend, not just your Pokémon, it would stick with you forever.
Worthless, I don't think so!
A Charizard's flame can melt boulders, a Mew is so rare, that if you catch one, you'd be famous, a Jolteon delivers 100,000 volts of electricity in one attack! Who would be so stupid as to call Pokémon that?
My nieghbour.
My X-friend.
My rival.
A twelve-year-old guy named Wayne.
And to make me think, that he actually trains Pokémon! A Charmander, Nidoran male and a Tauros. They were all trained harshly, but it sometimes payed off, but one somedays, they actually looked stronger than my own Pokémon; Bulbasaur was my first Pokémon, and Cubone and Gastly that I had caught in the Pokémon tower (before it was knocked down and the radio station was built) when I used to see my grandma in Lavender Town.
Wayne had decided to start the travel over the land in search of catching Pokémon tomorrow. Being his rival, I couldn't let him get ahead of me and walk all over me like that, so I just HAD to start official Pokémon training tomorrow too.
I was ready, I was prepared. I thought that I could tackle anything that blocked my path.
Sleep, I had to go to sleep. But I couldn't; too excited! This was going to be great! I flickered on the T.V. to see if there were any good Pokémon battles showing.
None. Turned it back off, disappointed.
Bulbasaur will help me through to beat Wayne with it's Grass type attacks like Vine Whip, Leech Seed and my favourite one from the attacks it new; Razor Leaf. Cubone will be rocking along the road with its Ground and Normal type attacks like Growl, Bone Club and Rage. And Gastly, the "Unbeatable" Ghost Pokémon with its fightening attacks; Hypnosis, Lick and Night Shade, spooky!
I will show him .... I ... will ... beat .... Wayne.......

I woke up. The sun's rays shone through my window like golden beams warming me at the touch.
Taking my time, I made my way through thw house, trying to gather my items into my back pack while brushing my teeth, getting dressed and having breakfast at the same time, and I tell you that it isn't easy!!!
"Oh, Carly! Good luck! don't forget to call my offen, okay?" my mother cheerfully peeped as she kissed me on the cheek.
"Mah-um!" I said as I pushed away from her and wiped my cheek, "Don't embarrasse me infront of the readers!"
She smiled as she hushed me out the door while I waved to my brother and sister who were petting their pet Growlithe.
Growlithe would make a great Pokémon. I had begged and begged Loren and Ben if I could take him along with me on my journey, but they said that they needed him at home and somehow, I understood.
As I was caught up in thought, walking out of the small city of Pallet Town, someone ran straight into me from behind and I toppled forward and skidded across the ground, scraping my knee on the quite stiff grass underneath me.
I was raged. I was one of those people that didn't like to be walk all over and ingored, and ESPECIALLY not knocked over by. You see, I was quite a strongly built girl and almost all of the boys knew that if they were to pick a fight with me, then it was a REALLY good chance of them getting their butts whooped! But, I was power-raged, no I wasn't a bully.
With fists balled, I sprang to my feet, and turned to meet my victum...
"Carly!" a very, very familiar voice chortled.
I was met by one of my best friends, Ashley. He was a bit smaller than me, with scruffy brown hair, dark brown eyes, a slim body and red braces.
"You've got tem seconds to explain why you knocked me over," I replied.
"Well, I'm going on a journey to catch Pokémon over the continent today, isn't that great! I was o excited that I didn't-"
My eyes brightened. "You're going on a journey too! Sick, so am I!"
He started to walk in the same direction that I was going in the first place. I walked beside him. It didn't take us too long before we entered the forest area between Pallet Town and Viridian City. We spotted a flock of Pidgeys. Brown and white bird Pokémon that are always found around the outskirts of Pallet Town.
Ashley had obtained a PokéDex from professor Oak before he left. A flap swung open and he pointed a hole at the top of the machine at the Pidgeys.
The PokéDex spoke. "Pidgey - a Flying Pokémon. It would rather kick up dust and defend itself then attack. It is normally found in groups and is a very common sight."
"This might be good practise, I'll try to catch one. Go Poké Ball!" he declared as he tossed a red and white coloured ball about the size of an orange into the bird Pokémon's group.
The Pidgeys flew out of the way (about five or six at the maximum) and hit a different Pokémon on the head. A red beam caught it and it disappeared into the ball. It didn't even shake once and it popped back out of the ball! The Pokémon turned its head and glared straight at Ashley.
It was a Flying type Pokémon, it was a huge, bug! And it looked fierce .... and angry.
It was brown and incased in a hard, thich armour. But the most aggressive thing on its body was its pincers on the top of its head. They were light grey and shimmered in the light of the early morning.
"Pinser - a Bug Pokémon. The pincers on the top of its head are very strong. If it fails to crush the victum in them, it will flail the victum about, wildly."
"Um, I don't think it's inpressed Ashley," I whispered.
It took two stomps towards us and bellowed out a large roar.
"Fine! I'll just have to battle it! Go Squirtle!" he cried, throwing out a different Poké Ball. In a burst of white light, a cute little blue Pokémon with big eyes appeared. I looked at cute Squirtle, then at fierce Pinser.
"Ash, man, you can't battle a Pokémon like that with a Squirtle!" I shouted.
"Well, it's my only Pokémon," he exclaimed as I slapped my forehead in disbelief.
With a monstrous battle cry, Pinsir threw itself, pincers-first, at Squirtle...