Another day in the vast wilderness of Kanto, where it's kill and eat, or kill and be eaten. You are one of the many small Pokemon in the forest, always on the lookout from predators lurking in the trees, on the ground, and in the sky. It's a lonely, sad, and hard life out here, and you're just trying to do your best to survive. You wake up to the light filtering through the trees, and...voices?

"Where are all the good kills today?" a gruff voice huffs.

"It's the morning, jackass," another responds. "Everything's probably still asleep."

"Why did we wake up this early again?" a calm voice chimes in.

You glance out into the forest and see three shapes walking along the forest path. One is orange with a flamed tail, the second is blue and has a shell for a torso, and the third is green with a large bulb on its back. As you take a second to peek out, the orange one's eyes flick toward you.

"Oh, sweet, right there!"