You, new to Pallet Town, were walking around the cities' streets, and you couldn't help but over-look how almost EVERYONE--except for you--had some sort of Pokémon. Some had Bulbasaur, Charmander or Squirtle. Even Azurill. Some where bigger, some smaller.

Looking at some of them didn't you saw the boy before you, and you collide. The boy, startled, turned around to look at you.

"Huh? Oh.. A new face?" The boy said, soon smiling. A Pikachu was on his shoulder, it tilting its head at you.