'I hope the timeline at least has people I'm familiar with, or else things are going to get tricky. It looks good, but I won't know for certain unless I get to a computer.' Heath pondered. The man turned around and eyed Heath for a couple of moments especially after seeing Piplup, and strangely the man eyed the pokémon too. Piplup confused looked towards its trainer but Heath continued to make eye contact with the man.

"Yeah, I can take you to him. I need to speak to him about the registration process. Sorry, for the weird stares I just never seen anyone who I didn't know turn up in my backyard. Will you lend me a hand, and we'll head over in a jiffy" The man asked.

"Oh, the name is Cooper, Cooper Whitley" Copper introduced himself.

"Heath, no last name, at least I don't think" Heath admitted. Since he entered this world, he was confused about a lot of things, but one of the things where if this was his body or was he possessing someone else's body. It was one of the things he hoped the system would clear up.

"Well welcome to Little root." Cooper offered. Cooper needed Heath to pick up some stacks of wood so he could properly feed his over, which Heath learned that Cooper preferred Manual ovens. That took an hour because Cooper also wanted some wood for his fireplace. After finishing up the chores, Heath and Cooper made their way into town, which unlike the games where all of the houses were pretty close, they would have to walk an hour to get there. Heath saw kids, but most where below his kneecap so that gave their adolescent age away. He felt that this would be awkward if there weren't anyone his age, and he looked towards Piplup who was more interested in the food that would occasionally drop on the floor.

'He might be a little hungry, but I have no money. It's time to put him in the pokéball' Heath thought.

"Piplup, can you go into your pokéball for me?" Heath asked politely and took out the marble sized pokéball from his pocket. Piplup snapped his head towards the pokéball, but shook its head in defiance.

"pi Piplup pi pip piplup" Piplup seemed to be annoyed by the idea of going inside of the pokéball.

"It's just for the meantime, I just don't want us to get separated." Heath countered. Piplup continued to refuse and Heath just caved in at his Pokémon's stubbornness. Cooper and Piplup thought the same thing.

'Sucker'.

All three of them eventually found themselves in front a large sized building that at first appeared to be a large house from the front, looking around Heath saw that an even larger area seemed to be guarded off with signs that read

"Beware Pokémon.

Private Property"

Heath saw another signed that read something that was exponentially more friendly.

"Professor Birch Lab."

Heath went back to the front, and Cooper already knocked on the door, and was patiently waiting a couple of steps away from the front door. A man came out and Heath could tell that he was extremely tired. He was wearing a lab coat and had dark circles under eyes. He also sported a scruffy brown beard which matched with his unkempt bed hair that stood up at in multiple directions.

"Oh!! Mr. Whitely, I didn't expect you till the early afternoon. I have some papers that should give you all the information you need to know about the rewards. Claire must be lucky to have a father like you." Mr. Birch smiled, and Cooper nodded before remembering why he was here so early.

'So that's Claire's father.' Heath thought.

"Professor, this young man came to my woods and he wants to meet you. For what I don't know but he seems reliable." Cooper explained. Birch rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and then looked over to the young man. Making eye contact with Heath, he stared long enough to make him feel uncomfortable but Heath realized that the professor wasn't exactly staring at him instead, it was his Piplup that Birch was interested.

"Wow, you're rare" Birch blurted with his full gaze on Piplup.

"Excuse me?" Heath figure that Birch would eventually lay his eyes on Piplup since he was not from this region.

"Sorry, it's just rare to see Piplup, the only chance you really have of meeting them is with their evolution line Empoleon... excuse me, I know I'm being rude but I just have a fascination with all of pokémon. Particular ones that are not frequently shown.." Birch exclaimed. Birch let out an awkward chuckle and came out with his leg still sticking to the door, he stretched his hand out appearing to want a handshake. Heath shook it and smiled.

"Thank you, I was wondering if I could-"

"I'm sorry, but can we go inside? I'm extremely tired and my coffee should be done. So let's talk in their" Birch interrupted. He held the door not taking no for an answer and Mr. Whitely went in and soon after was followed by Heath and Piplup. Heath saw an impressive two-story facility equipped with a lot of advanced machines that he immediately recognized like egg incubators, and diagnostic scanners, but that he couldn't figure out what the other 90% of them did. The only other thing he did recognize were the ancient looking monitors that connected to box tower desktops, and Bookshelfs filled to the brim with books. Further on he saw a kitchen that held a lot of cooking utensils but ignoring all of that, he saw Birch taking a sip of his freshly brewed coffee.

"Ahhh. Nothing better than fresh black coffee in the morning after a night of torture" Birch said relieved.

"Torture?" Heath probed.

"Not actual... never mind so first let me handle Mr. Cooper and then we can sort out your situation, if possible." Heath smiled. He put down the hot cup of joe and grabbed a manila folder that was on the island connecting the stove and the rest of the kitchen. He handed it towards Cooper who accepted and after skimming some of the papers thanked Professor Birch and wished Heath good luck. At this point Piplup started squirming so Heath put him down.

"Stay close to me Piplup, please!" Heath asked. Piplup sat down and seemed content to stay next to its trainer and so Heath refocused his attention back toward Birch.

"You two seem.. to be close." Prof. Birch Chuckled. Seeing the youth in front of him so tense, it seemed weird but he's seen weirder. Heath remained cordial but quiet as he had no idea on how to explain his situation.

"So, what can I do for you?" Birch asked as he grabbed his coffee and sat on a spinning chair.

"Hmmmm, this might be hard to take in…" Heath paused to see how Birch was handling things. In all honesty he had no idea how he was going to get any information. He thought the lab would be publicly accessible but looking at it seemed like only those Birch trusted could get in here. Not only that but he really had no good way to explain his situation. Tell him that he was reincarnated in a 15 year old body? No. Telling him that he lost his memories? He wasn't even sure what the rules were on owning a pokémon were. What if this was a new body or worse what if this was a preowned body. He had no good options, but the feigning the loss of memories seemed to be the best at this point.

"I think I have mild amnesia and I'm not exactly sure how I got to the Hoenn region. I was wondering if you can help me?" Heath admitted. Birch's eyes widened, but they quickly simmered down and he stared at Heath. He didn't immediately say anything but he was clearly thinking about something. After a while, his gaze flickered to the sleeping Piplup. He expression softened, and he cleared his throat.

"I see, so you woke up and miraculously found your way too little root town and you also have a Piplup which is usually only an Sinnoh exclusive? Might I say that's it's extremely expensive to get a pokémon out of the union's reach without forking out some serious money so you must of either went through other channels or was in Sinnoh went you caught him." Birch responded. Heath immediately looked at Piplup and looked a little sad.

"Hey, don't get sad. I'm not saying I don't believe you, it's just that situation is little unique. I'll see if you are registered, though the only thing I might be able to pull up is your trainer I.D and from there I might need to pull a few strings to see what your situation is looking like. " Birch explained. Heath mood picked up a little bit, and small smile appeared on his face.

"Tha-"

"Don't thank me yet. It's just if my daughter was in your situation. I'd hope someone would help me like I'm helping you." Birch defended.

'So, May is his daughter? Or Sapphire? I need to get more information and immediately!' Heath made a promise to get information on this world once his situation got better for now. He will have to wing everything the best he can.

"The easiest way from me to get any information from you is to take a photo of you. Hopefully something will turn up." Birch explained. He took an iPad like device and aimed it at Heath. Noticing this, He turned his face to the iPad and after a second the device was back down on the desk near the computers.

"All I need to do is upload search and see what can find on the Trainer Database." Birch explained.

"Datebase?" Heath asked confused.

"Yeah the- oh right the amnesia thing. We should probably get that checked up also, but one thing at a time." Birch grinned. The computer next to birch lit up and upload bar appeared. It seemed to be fast as Mcdonalds wifi, but after a couple of minutes of waiting, no matches appeared. Birch looked back and seemed confused, so he uploaded his face again and still no matches.

"So, you aren't registered... That's weird but sometimes that happens. Let me try the general database." Birch said. He typed a couple of things on a keyboard, and a similar window popped up on the desktop. Looking closer Heath saw that the website was government site that seemed to be more up to date than he would typically expect coming his world. Birch uploaded his face to this site's search and still no match. Birch even tried to do advance search with Heath's name, age, and possible origins, but nothing.

"Wow, that's weird" Birch commented. Usually, Birch would expect something like this to be an error but the chances of both sites being wrong is almost impossible.

"Well kid, things just got a little more complicated. You have no identity." Birch explained.

"That's not good?" Heath confusedly asked.

"It's extremely concerning, and it might mean that your family is off the grid but seeing your clothes and your build It doesn't seem likely. Especially being so close to two towns." Birch Affirmed. Heath thought this might be the case, but he still wasn't sure what he was going to do now. Good thing is that he didn't have to deal with a family in this life.

"You don't seem to be so sad. Well, look on the bright side you're not totally alone. You have Piplup" Birch analyzed.

"I think that this is for the best. They left out on the forest, and even though I have Piplup. Unconscious, anyone, anything could've killed me." Heath defended.

"True." Birch agreed somewhat.

"Well, I can register you if you want? It'll make things easier, and you seem like the type to become a pokémon trainer." Birch offered.

'What is that supposed to mean?' Heath thought.

"And my amnesia?" Heath reminded him. Birch's eyes widened as he totally forgot again. He stood and ran to a room. After a couple of bangs and items being dropped, the professor seemed to have come out with a flashlight and another tool.

"Look at me" Birch ordered. Heath complied and soon a light invaded his pupils. It quickly went off and then the tool he did not recognize was pointed at his head but that also went away quickly.

"It seems that you have physically fine" Birch diagnosed. Heath already knew that might be the case, so he nodded.

"SO, what exactly is registering, is it like the army?" Heath asked. Birch laughed a hearty laugh, which caused a tear to come out.

"No, the military was disbanded due to the Union. There's simply no need for It in a time of peace" Birch started to explain.

"Registering is a process that would allow me to issue you a trainer card, which would solve your identification issue. It would also allow you to accept an occupation that has something to do with pokémon. Now where you register is really important though you and since you don't have that a recommendation, the only thing you would be qualified for is a basic stipend and any additional salary items. Although that would be dependent on what organization you would join."