1 Introduction (1/2)

”Pokemon are mysterious creatures that live among us in this world. They come in all shapes and sizes and possess mystical powers. There are many types of pokemon such as Fire Type, Earth Type, Water Type, Physic Type....”

”For hundreds of years we humans lived in fear of these creatures but our ancestors found out ways to befriend them and train these creatures…... ”

”There are many of us who with the help of latest technology, catch these creatures and raise them. These people are called Pokemon Trainers…..”

A young boy was sitting on a sofa looking at the TV with stars in his eyes.

To the left of him was kitchen where a beautiful middle-aged woman was cooking something. She looked up and saw his son staring at the TV with excitement. She smiled and said,

”Saad, stop watching TV and sleep. You would not want to oversleep tomorrow.”

The boy quickly turned off the TV and jumped down the sofa. He ran towards his mother and said excitedly,

”Of course I would not want to sleep off. I am already so late in getting my starting Pokemon. I am not going to miss the chance again.”

Ayna turned a little sad after listening to his son. Her son was an energetic boy who wanted to be a Pokemon trainer alongside his friends, but he could not start his journey because of his illness that caused him to be bedridden for 2 years. All of his friends left on their individual adventures leaving his son alone on the bed. But thankfully, he got healthy again and doctors already declared him free of that strange illness.

Saad didn't notice his mother sadness and quickly ran off the stairs. He was so excited for tomorrow.

.........

It was 7 AM but the town was unusually busy. Small kids could be seen running around with their parents all towards the same direction.

”Mom, Dad! Hurry Up! We are going to be late.”, said, Saad, as he turned around to see his parents behind him.

”Rein your horses, Saad. There is still half an hour before the Lab opens. ”, said a red-haired man who was walking alongside Ayna. He was Rafay, an archeologist and Saad's father. He was smiling happily as he saw his son looking angrily at him.

”Yeah! But we need to be in front of the line.”

”Okay! We are hurrying up”