...Teeheh. Hey, my name... Well, you will learn that later- That is, if you stick around. For that I'm about to tell you... is how I use to feel about Pokémon when I was younger.

You see, I was in a family who never cared for Pokémon, and my father... Well, my father actually mistreated them, for reasons I didn't know about. I can't exactly say I know my mother, she's never around.

One day though, on my 12th birthday, I got a Masterball with a mysterious note- Signed by an anonymous professor saying: “Happy Birthday Travis! Take great care of this Pokémon, for I see many great adventures heading your way."

~How did he know my name? Never mind, I don't care, and I don't care for the Pokémon.~ That’s exactly what my thoughts were. I was going to give it to one of my friends, BUT I was curious on what type of Pokémon could be in a MASTERBALL... I went to see if there was anything else written on the note. There was one final message on the back: "P.S. this little bugger is a playful one. Hasn’t evolved since we've had her. But DON’T underestimate her!"

For some reason, I knew once i found out what’s inside, I would become a Pokémon trainer.
I wasn't ready, but who is?


Travis grinned widely and threw the masterball. But before he really could react, he was tackled to the floor by a small playful Pokémon.

“er” Travis said, holding the playful growlth.

"why would YOU be in a MASTERBALL?! Eh... well, you aren't much are you?" He was licked over and over by it. "-well, you ARE kinda cute. But all the more reason to see if my friend needs another Pokémon" ~you’re not worth giving to my dad...~ he thought to himself. "Ah!" Travis yelped happily. He was intrigued by this Pokémon already… there WAS something different about her.


Well, I think I actually saw why Growlth was in the masterball instead of any pokéball I normally see. Probably a few days after I got her, I was on my way to a friend’s house, I met a few people- People who wanted to steal my growlth. People named Team Rocket.
Travis was walking to his friend’s house when all of a sudden- the world just turned on itself! Growlth jumped back in surprise.

“You idiot, you caught the trainer!”

The voice was from a female… and it came out of nowhere. Travis lost his sense of coordination and was unable to see who was speaking.

“Like I meant to” Scowled a male voice.

“Bohf of you nincompoops quit arguing and catch dat Pokémon!”

Travis couldn’t make out that voice well. “Who’s there?!” Growlth backed up a bit but still stood its ground.

“Prepare for trouble!”
“And make it do-“

“NOWS NOT THE TIME FOR DAT! Let’s just capture dat growlth before the trainer is able to escape dat trap!”

“Oh right…” both the male and female voices said in unison. They both ran to capture the growlth and next thing Travis knew, he heard a breaking noise, a yell from those three, and a thud.

“I forgots we placed dis trap here…” said that unfamiliar voice in a slightly disorientated voice.

Travis was able to undo the rope with a bit of strength. In all honesty, it wasn’t his first time being trapped that way. Once he was undone- he was able to see what happened. They had fallen in a perfectly hidden hole they must have dug up. Once stepping closer to the hole- he saw who they were. The male had blue hair as the female had red- and the person with the unfamiliar voice wasn’t a person at all. It was another Pokémon; A meowth to be exact.

“Looks like you guys had Karma.”

“Don’t leave us!” the female said in desperation. “Could ya give us a hand?”

“Why should I give you any help what-so-ever?! You tried to catch my Pokémon AND I got stuck in your trap!” Travis said with a slight angered tone.

“Jesse… he does have a good point.”

“OH Shut up James! Take my side for once!”

“Sorry. Can’t help.”

With that, Travis walked away. Growlth stayed behind and looked down the hole- only to growl and then stuck its nose up in the air to agree with Travis.




Pokemon © Nintendo
Story and Origonal Character Travis © me