2nd draft.

I've changed it a little. trying to simply the story i guess. changing my mind too.

He awoke early having not slept well during the night. It was his birthday today but that was the furthest thing from his mind. Laying there in the early morning darkness of the room he listened to the sounds of the neighbourhood and wondered  to himself what adventures lay ahead.

I want to be the very best

like no one ever was

to catch them is my real test

to train them is my cause..

Or something like that. He couldn't quite remember the rest of what his old man used to say.His dad’s name was Ash Ketchum and he was a third generation Pokemon trainer. One of the best there ever was no doubt about it. His mum's name was Misty and she was the Leader of Cerulean City Gym. His parents had known eachother since they were young and had met while his dad was on his journey.Because of his parents lifestyle he was no stranger to Pokemon and had travelled many places and watched his parents battle and train countless Pokemon from an early age.

His dad been missing for awhile and there was a rumour going around that Team Rocket was responsible. He was more than old enough to set off on his journey and had had his license for a few years. To uncover the mystery of his father’s disappearance He needed to get become a better.There was simply no better way he could think of than following in his fathers foosteps all those years ago.

It had been three months since he came to Pallet town from Cerulean City. Most days he helped his grandma Delia at her restaurant.Other days he spent training his pokemon and exploring the nearby areas.