Damion woke up that morning, the morning that would change his life, maybe forever. He got out of bed and got dressed, and walked downstairs, and saw a note on the fridge, a note from his mother.
Dear Damion,
Sorry that I'm not here the moment you leave, I'm probably doing my requested filling-in for Nurse Joy at the Blackthorn City Pokemon Contest. With this letter, if you look to the left on the counter, you will see a Pokeball. Inside that Pokeball is Franziska, the most recent child of my Espeon. I've already taken in the courtesy of evolving her to an Espeon, so I'm sure she will be beneficial to your journey.
With Love, Mom.
"Come on out Franziska!" Damion said, letting out the Eeveelution he'd be using as his very first Pokemon. "Espi!" the Espeon cried in happiness, pouncing on Damion.
"You're a riley one, aren't you?" Damion said. He walked out of the house with Franziska, greeted by the refreshing spring breeze of New Bark Town. "Hey dork!" Kris Elm, the town bully said, pushing Damion down. "Kris, I'm not in the mood." Damion said, as he got up off his butt. "Espi?" Franziska asked in a questionable manner.
"That's Miss Krystal Elm to you! Dweeb." Kris said, leaving. "At least I have a Pokemon that will fight for me."
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