(From The Fantastic Fifteen)
The rising sun cast a faint golden glow over the land, sillouetting the buildings against the brightening sky. It was the beginning of a perfect day. As a matter of a fact, it was that very morning that fifteen children, of all different ages, with varying personalities, would begin to journey throughout the land to achieve greatness. As the sun peeked over the mountain tops, wild Pokemon began to stir. The air was warm and crisp. As it was extravagantly wonderful outside, it was least expected for catastrophic event to begin taking shape. But, there was a large amount of activity being emitted from underground organizations; never a good sign...
A clock ticked loudly from somewhere within the house. Noa rolled over in his bed, still sound asleep. Suddenly, the covers were thrown off the boy, and he awoke with a start. It was just a moment ago that he had still been dreaming, but now he was widely awake. Noa jumped out of bed, and hobbled, trying to put on his jeans, over to his calender. "Yes!" he said, pointing to a circled date. "Today's the day!" Noa grabbed a rubber Pokeball off of his desk. "I choose you!" he shouted, throwing it, only to have it bounce back and hit him square in the face. Noa laughed, and walked downstairs, to find his mom cooking a hearty breakfast. "Good morning, dear." she said, without lookign away from the stove where she had been frying eggs. "Mornin'" Noa replied. "The big day is fianlly here!" his mother smiled, putting a plate for her son on the kitchen table. "Yup! Today I start my Pokemon journey!" Noa exclaimed, gobbling up his breakfast, quickly. "What's the rush?" "I wanna get to the professor's lab early, so I get first pick out of the three starter Pokemon." he explained. "I'm sure Professor Rowan can wait." his mother said, as Noa got up to leave.
"I'm gonna miss you." she said, shedding a tear.
"I'm gonna miss you too, mom."
"Promise me you'll come visit."
"I will mom."
"And don't do anything dangerous."
"I won't, mom."
"And did you pack enough clean underwear?"
Noa embraced his mother. "I'll be fine." "You're right, I worry too much." she said, as they went out to the front porch. "Well, I'm off!" Noa said, getting on his bike, and riding off down the dirt roads of Twinleaf Town.