Chris had finally decided his dream: He wanted to train Pokemon. So, as he was told by a close friend, he stopped by Professor Idaho's. He knocked on the door and a man came out. "Hello, sir, my name is Christopher Johnson." Chris said. "I was advised to go to your laboratory to recieve my first pokemon." He bowed to show respect. "Thank you for your courtesy, but I'm not the professor. My name's Aaron. But I can still give you a pokemon in his absence." He lead chris to a table that was covered in pokeballs. Six were labeled, two with a drop of water, two with a flame, and two with a leaf. The rest were not labeled. "I will give you a choice between these six pokemon. You may have Youthistle, Comolten, Sukus, Holliguana, Xoskillitin or Ninemone." said Aaron. "Or," he continued. "I can give you any one of the pokemon in any one of these unlabeled balls. Any single one." "Surprise me." said Chris. "Okay, CATCH!" said Aaron, throwing one of the unlabeled pokeballs at Chris. He caught it in his hand. "Well, go ahead, open it." said Aaron. Chris opened the pokeball he held in his hand. He was indeed surprised, for he recieved...
