Chapter 1 A Prodigy Living in rural Australia is tough, especially for a young boy aspiring to be a pokemon master. Forest a fourteen year old farm boy who wants more than anything else to go off on his own pokemon journey. But thats a little hard when your the only child living on a farm, home is where he is needed.... 'Forest get up' came a voice from downstairs, 'Go do your chores then come get some breakfast'. 'Yes mum', Forest mumbled as he pulled on his clothes. Half asleep Forest dragged himself out of bed and down to the family room. His mother was waiting for him in the doorway of the kitchen, she was quite strict but very fair, she thought the world of Forest. Today she wore her usual Sunday best which was a blue floral dress, she would be entertaining company today, but who Forest didn’t know, he just wanted to get to work. ‘Morning honey, your father is out in the shearing shed starting up, you should get out there’. She finished the sentence sternly. Forests father was a very gruff person and a hard person to get along with, but when Forest did what he was told and did his chores, his dad had all the time in the world for him. Forest headed outside into the chilly morning air, the Mareep in there pen moved around anxiously awaiting shearing. He could hear the Miltank in their barn conversing in their own way. As Forest made his way to the old shearing shed he shook his head and smiled as he saw his fathers tool shed, surrounded by old rusted tractor pieces. His mother had been at his father for months to get rid of all that junk, But dad just couldn’t part with them, “what if we need them one day”, he would say. “He finally wakes up”. said his father in an annoyed voice. “C’mon boy, lets get to it”. His father handed him a bucket and a stool and motioned towards the Miltank. Every morning without fail he would milk the Miltank, help his father shear the Mareep, on this occasion Forest found that one of the Mareep had evolved into a Flaffy which meant they had to sell it in town, because Flaffy don’t produce enough wool. Then he and his father fed all the pokemon on the farm, It was tiring work with so many pokemon to take care of. On the way back to the house Forest noticed a Vulpix trying to get into the barn. 'Hey', Forest whispered bending down to the vulpis. 'If dad catches you again he's going to be mad, you better get out of here'. Forest hand fed the vulpix some pokemon food he used to feed his mothers Persian. 'Now get'. The Vulpix ran towards the back of the farm, not without giving forest one last appreciative look. He and his father headed back to the farmhouse. 'Did you get all of your chores done?' asked Mum as they entered. 'Yep', said Forest yawning. ‘Good job this morning mate’. Said dad. 'No sign of that Vulpix.' He added. 'Oh well maybe tomorrow‘. Replied his mother. The phone started ringing and dad answered it in the other room. He wasn't gone very long, when he returned he had a smile on his face.'Forest your cousin is coming to stay with us for a while he will be here on thursday'. 'Okay cool at least i'll have someone to talk to', Forest replied. His fathers grin grew even bigger. 'You see he's going to stay here to help with the chores, Daren will be taking your jobs’. Forest looked up at his father perplexed. ‘We weren’t going to say anything until we knew everything was sorted out, your mother and I have been thinking, it isnt fair to keep you here when you could be out following your dream'. Forest was catching on. 'We have already sent away for your trainers liscence and your first pokemon, because the Willow research lab is so far away they sent you a pokemon rather than you having to go and collect it'. 'Oh my god'. forest jumped a into the air 'Thanks dad'. he gave his father a big hug. ‘This is all so sudden, what pokemon am i getting?’. ‘We know how much you like grass pokemon so we got you a Bulbasaur'. his mother smiled at him. This was it, he was going to be a pokemon trainer he would travel and catch many pokemon. That night he packed his back with clothes and essentials. The next day his pokemon trainers liscence and his Bulbasaur would arrive. He didn't get much sleep that night, and didn't notice the Vulpix watching him through the window. He still managed to get up and make an early start the next morning, and he waited patiently near the mail box, Vulpix watching from a distance. He wasn't waiting long when the mailman suddenly arrived with a large package. He ran it into the house and opened it in front of his family. Its contents were; a pokedex, (a pokemon encyclopedia) his trainers liscence, and some extra poke'balls (tools for catching pokemon). Last was a smaller package he opend it with anticapation. It was another pokeball, but this one was hevier than the others, his bulbasaur was in there. Without waiting he opened the pokeball and the plant pokemon came out and looked up at Forest. It was cautious at first until he bent down and patted it, Bulbasaur smiled and jumped up at Forest. While he and Bulbasaur where getting aquainted his father went out to feed the Miltank. 'THAT DARN VULPIX!' shouted his father. Forest ran outside Bulbasaur at his stride. His father was chasing it with a broom. 'Wait!' called Forest. He looked down at his Bulbasaur. 'Use tackle on that Vulpix'. Bulbasaur obeyed. In return the Vulpix let out a small ember, Bulbasaur dodged it. 'Now Bulbasaur use sleep powder!' A small cloud of spores erupted from the bulb on its back and surrounded vulpix. The fox fire pokemon fell to the ground asleep. 'Okay!' Shouted forest. 'Poke'ball go!' He threw one of the extra pokeballs at Vulpix and Vulpix went inside. It shuddered for a moment and stopped. A large grin spread across forests face and he picked up the poke'ball containing vulpix. Forest attatched the ball to his belt and turned to Bulbasaur 'We make a great team'. Bulbasaur smiled in agreement, Forests parents were applauding in the backround. Forest left the farm he was raised on an walked on towards adventure. TO BE CONTINUED!!