Luck Lewis is a young Pokémon trainer from New Bark Town in the wonderful, adventure-packed Johto, and when he receives his first Pokémon from Professor Elm himself, he is excited to travel the world and start his journey of becoming a powerful Poké...
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Cherrygrove City, spring of 2021
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Luck waved Lilly and Lorelei away as they went on their way from Cherrygrove City and towards Route 30. Cyndaquil was sitting on his head, clinging to the hat with one hand and waving at Achillea and Hammer with the other, dishevelling the young boy's gold strands even more as he refused to fall down. "See you soon!", Lilly voiced, her pink-spotted dark skin shimmering with the glare of the afternoon sun, which seemed to reflect off of the flower beds and the green grass as though the glossy surface of a sea of velvet, getting smaller and smaller with every step they took, "good luck, Luck!". "You're going to need it!", Lorelei added, cackling, bouncing around Lilly as they walked away. Luck clicked his teeth, "we'll show her, Cyndaquil", he told him, turning upwards to him as he poked his head out in front of his face and making a determined gesture with a fist, "we'll become the best trainer from New Bark Town, then, from Johto, and then, the best trainer in the world!". Cyndaquil cheered, and they held a determined pose until the silence got a a bit too awkwardly long, and the breeze made their legs cramp. "Uh... but... for now", Luck regained his composure, clearing his throat, "I guess we should train a little bit".
"My oh my, is it that time if the year again?". A strange voice made Luck and Cyndaquil turn around: behind them now stood an old man, bald with age but with a long white bear, hunched over a walking stick and smiling at them kindly, his eyes hiding beneath two bushy silver eyebrows and deep wrinkles, "you must excuse me. Once you've lived enough of them, you stop noticing the years are even passing! Well, of course, you wouldn't know anything about that... yes, a determined stare... Pokéball belt... a backpack... a starter Pokémon... a look of unrelenting passion, yet innocently ignorant, aha! You're a young Pokémon trainer! Fresh out of New Bark Town!". Luck exchanged looks with Cyndaquil, opening his mouth mutely and smiling in confusion. "What is your name, young trainer?".
"... Luck, Luck Lewis, sir".
"Ah, Luck, wonderful!", he started enthusiastically, giving him a pat on the shoulder, "it's lovely to see such a promising young man around these lands! Lately, new Pokémon trainers don't give old Cherrygrove city the time of day like before... When it was eleven year olds running around they were so excited to go visiting every single house and talking to everybody, we didn't have enough space to keep them all! But, ah, you teenagers are much more determined, let me tell you that, and because we lack a Gym and have a shortage of strong trainers to fight we get less and less young lads like you visiting... a shame, honestly, happy faces like that always make me feel so much younger!". Luck smiled again, his pale, golden eyebrows slightly furrowing. "Ah, pardon me", the old man chuckled, "I am the tour guide, pleasure to meet you, Luck and Cyndaquil. I take this is your first time in Cherrygrove city as a Pokémon trainer?". Luck nodded, "yeah! We arrived yesterday, actually", Cyndaquil clung to his cap, lifting one of his arms up to cheerfully salute. The old man beamed, "very well! Follow me, follow me now, I'll show you around the city. Cherrygrove might me small, but what it lacks in size it makes up in charm!".
