POKEMON -|- LEGENDS -|- Chpt 1
A soft, golden light pierced through the drawn shades, lighting up the room. A room that was decorated from head to toe in dust and pokemon. Posters that were thrown up on the wall, displaying powerful trainers silhouetted against blinding lights, flanked by their pokemon team. Stuffed animals, including a gyarados, a ninetails and an arcanine were sprawled about on the bed, its ruffled sheets half pulled off the mattress, pokemon stickers randomly stuck up on the ceiling. And lying in the bed, practically hanging off the bed, was a young boy.
Most young trainers would stay up all night watching the ceiling as the hours ticked by on their alarm clocks, in this boy's case, a pikachu clock, waiting for the dawn to rise up over the east, and light their way to the start of a great adventure.
But no. Not Owain Spark. With half his body dripping over the edge of the bed like a melted vanilla ice cream, a line of drool drawing down to the carpet, he looked anything but awake and prepped for