This is my very own pokemon story about a man (er. kid I mean) named Adrian. oh and a disclaimer I don't own any thing in this story but Adrian his house his dad and his tactics. This takes place around 10 years before the games and anime (which sucks!)

 Adrian was doing what he usally did after school: looking for an abra. Yeah so what if just about everyone saw and abra north of Cerulean city, He was going to be one of the first to catch one! After another 15 minutes of looking Adrian was about to give up, when suddenly he saw an ekans out of the corner of his eye. "I don't have an ekans yet so might as go for it." Adrian said aloud to comfort himself (as he was very very shy and hardly talked to anyone so his only real friends were his voice and his pokemon) swifly yet silently he drew two poke balls and said "might as well use the new techniuqe that Dad tought me"the double throw!" with two pokeballs in each hand he swiftly hurled all four are the ekans with an instant catch but one seemed to stray away from its intended target. That was kind of weird since he had altered his balls to close in on the nearest pokemon to them.