Romulus woke up to the sound of scurrying. He quickly looked down from the tree he was in. Through the brush and other trees, he could see the town, awakened and excited.Today is the day, he thought. The day to get a starter. He grabbed his only possesions besides the clothes on his back, consisting of nothing but a ragged backpack (which he hung over his shoulder) and a small, rusty pokeball. Poochyena, he thought as tears brimmed his eyes. I'll find you, but I need a companion. Soon enough I'll be Champion, and then . . . I'll come home and find you. He rubbed his eyes, climbed down the tree, found his way into the town's lab, and started his adventure.
"Idaho!" Were is he? Romulus asked himself, looking around the lab. He was uncomfortable he had to be in a village; being around people was something Romulus wasn't used to after weeks of solitude.

