You are a twenty-something office worker, living on the outskirts of Viridian City. You're not really a pokemon trainer, but you do enjoy their company, and keep a few as pets.
One evening you fall asleep on the sofa while watching a Heroes re-run. Just then, you feel something nudging you. It isn't enough to wake you though, until you get a mild electric shock, and you know who it is: Your pet Jolteon, Sparky.
"What's wrong Sparky", you ask him, still slightly phased.
"Jo, jo", he answers, jerking his spiky yellow head towards the front door. He always does this when there's mail.
"Don't worry", you tell him, scratching his ears,"I'll get it"
When you open the door, your eyes spy a little green ball, on the step. You pick it up, it doesn't appear to be dangerous, until you see the timer
3...2...1...Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The blast doesn't damage anything, but it forces you and Sparky into a wall, and knocks you out. When you come to...
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