"Hello, my name is Professer Oak. Now are you a boy or a girl, by the way whats my grandson's name? Heh sorry I always love doing that, anyways today I shall tell you the story of a trainer named... Purple. No he is not the love child of Red and Blue, just another trainer. Now enough of me talking lets get to the story."
It all started in kanto, a beautiful (and first) reigon, today has purple's twelth birthday and like most kids his age it was the day of his first pokemon. Plus today Oak just got some new starters from other regions to help his studies. As purple left his house to visit Oak he saw his neighbor Andrew, he said hi to him but Andrew disregaurded it and continued into the lab. Oak showed the boys the collection of pokemon for them to choose. Andrew took the cynduquil in it's pokeball, threw it into the air for abit then caught it. Right before Purple was to pick his pokemon there was a crash. A robed and masked figure had jumped through the window and quick