Bright, amethyst eyes opened in a snap as a Rapidash shaped alarm clock began neighing to signal that it was time to get up. The young girl squeeled in delight and jumped up, raising to the clock and turned it off.

A smile bigger than that of a a meowth with catnip made it's self known on her face as she turned to look outside.

"Finally!" She squeeled. "Finally the day is here!"

Skye Coral Azlea Storm had finally turned the legal age to begin her jorney as a pokemon trainer, and today she would receive her very own starter pokemon that Professor Oak would give her. She had tough time choosing which of the starters, Charmander, Squirtle or Bulbasayr she would want, but she guessed it would come to her when she saw them.

Going in to her bathroom, she quickly took a shower, dryed her long crimson hair and pulled it in to two low ponytails at the back of her head, so the ends would touch her waist, leaving her side bangs to touch her still-devolving chest and front bangs to sweep to the left. Skye brushed her teeth as well, before getting dressed in her black skinny jeans, dark blue tennish shoes, long sleeved dark purple, shirt that had soft violet outlining and pokeball loco on her left side on the top and a line going from her left shoulder to the middle and down, she pulled on her fingerless black gloves and placed her black bandana with purple pokeball on her head.

Skye skipped back in to her room and quickly grapped her dark blue message bag that she had packed the night before and ran downstairs, where she heard her father, Jason Storm making breakfest and talking to one of his pokemon(She could tell because of the quiet cooes of the pokemon) Hitmonchan.

"Morning dad! Morning Hitmonchan!" She cried as she flung herself in to the room, quickly sitting down as her father placed her 'Goodmorning Snorlax!' cereal in front of her in her Snorlax cereal bowl, along with glass of orange juice, french toast and napkin.

Hitmonchan greeted her with a smile and a pat to the head, while her father grinned at her. "Good morning sweetheart! Excaited about getting your first pokemon, are you?" "Sure am!" Skye beemed back and pretty much inhaled her food, like a hungry Arcanine.

Jason sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "It feels like yesterday when i held you in my arms at the hospital, i remember it so clearly... I'm sure you'll do great kid, and make your mother and i proud.."

Skye gave a lighted smile and nodded. Her mother, Claris Storm, had died when she was only 3, due to a accident involving a Tauros herd going out of control. She missed her mother, even though she barely remembered her anymore.

When Skye was done, she jumped up and hugged her father around his middle. "I'm going now dad... Wish me luck."

Jason squeezed her tightly and nodded. "Good luck, and remember to call from the next town, alright?"

The two departed, and Hitmonchan watched proudly as the offspring of his trainer seemed to grow right in front of him. To the fighting type, it was like just a moment ago he was playing house with the red-head, and protecting her like his own against unknown humans and pokemon.

Skye rubbed her eyes and smiled. "Bye dad!"

Jason waved as Skye ran out, her hair flying behing her and her bag jumping from the movement, he watched her retrating back until she disappeared from fiew before turning to his oldest partner. "Well, it's just us and the other pokemon now Hitmonchan." The pokemon agreed with a sigh of his own and the two returned to their morning routines.

Skye panted as she ran, fighting to keep the grin off her face as she saw the looming building of professor Oak. She knew she was a little early, but she also knew that the professor would be up and running at dawn, so being early never hurt anyone!

She zoomed through the gate and to the door, knocking loudly on it. "Professor? Professor it's Skye Storm here!" She heard the footsteps coming to the door and backed away as the door opened, revealing the gentle smiling face of the professor.

"Well well well... If it isn't the daughter of Jason Storm, hello Skye, i presume you were too excited to keep away anymore?" Oak commented, smiling teasingly at her causing her to flush.

Skye had know Oak since she was little, due to her father and Oak's friendship, so she was quite familiar with the older man.

"Yes professor..." She mumbeled, before perking up. "So can i see them? Can i? Can i!" The professor laughed and nodded, motioning her to come in.

"Have you already decaided?" Oak questioned her as they walked in to his laboratory. "Not really," she responded. "i was actually going to choose the one that felt right to me.." Oak smiled. " A wise choice indeed, now here they are." They came to a stop in front of three pokeballs that were held in a small steel pilar. Oak released the pokemon, and Skye got her first good look at the three starters.

"As you know, Squirtle is a water type, Charmander is a fire type and Bulbasaur is a grass type. I know it's hard choice but it is important that you choose the one that you feel connected to." The older man told her, but Skye's eyes were firmly on one of the pokemon who was also staring at her with adorable, green eyes.

Skye, as if in a daze, kneels down in front of the starter and offers her hand, which the pokemon takes a small sniff of, before cheering loudly and jumping in her arms. Professor Oak, who had been watching blinks and humms to himself. "Well, i think we now know who chose you!"

Skye pets the orange skin of the fire reptile and smiles as it cooes at her. "Yeah, i most definately choose Charmander!"

"Alright, here are your pokedex and pokeballs, you should head to Viridian first and stock up there!" Oak tells her, as he hands over the items which Skye quickly puts in her bag while holding Charmander in one arm. "Please be careful out there, and remember to call once in a while on your progress."

The young new trainer smiled and placed Charmander on the ground. "I will..."

Oak watched as the two new partners left his home and continued their way, towards new adventures. It was a start, but he had no doubt that Skye Storm would prevail, as her father did years before.