Hey y'all! This is my next project on Pokémon fanfic. I've always wanted to write this story, and now I'm finally going to try it. I'm not going to say much now and just let you read the story. Enjoy! ^_^

Prologue

Not a single word came from the woman's mouth at the sound of the news. She just sat there with no emotion and stared at the ground as the rain began to patter on the roof. Isabelle Grey was once a Top Coordinator in the world circuit with several Grand Festival wins under her belt. Her legendary skills challenged those of Pokémon Champions, so it was no surprise that after her retirement, she was appointed a member of the World Contest Committee, the organization that made Pokémon Contests possible throughout each of the regions. There was not one Coordinator in the world that did not know her name.

At 18, she married her long-time boyfriend, Pokémon Ranger Mark Grey, and had three beautiful children that led to the rise of the Grey name. They had it all: enough wealth to keep their family sustained for years, their dream jobs, a wonderful marriage, and a perfect family. However, Isabelle's life changed in a matter of minutes. It was nearly 12 years ago when she was sitting in the exact spot she was now and heard the devastating news. Mark was killed on his mission in the Whirl Islands while he was protecting the younger recruits. At the time, she cried for her loss. She was now a widowed mother to three children; her husband of over 10 years was gone.

It took her a long time to get out of her mournful state, but she knew she had to take care of her children. It was the right thing to do. She became more strict, forcing her kids to study all kinds of information about Pokémon and the world. They were put on strict curfews and had limited freedom, but that didn't stop her from showing her babies the world. They attended all her events with her and she even became a best-selling author due to her single motherhood lifestyle.

When her oldest son, Mako, turned 16, she didn't hold him back and let him explore the world on his own. He was a stunning copy of Mark, minus the brown hair. Even his skill on the battlefield was everything Isabelle had hoped he be. She recorded all his battles and framed his newspapers clippings. He followed the gym leader challenge for several years and would have been a prospective Gym Leader if he had not chosen to pursue a Pokémon Ranger career. Despite her fear of him following in his father's footsteps, she was proud and supported him all the way.

A year after Mako turned 16, her only daughter, Angelina, turned 16 and decided to follow her mother's path of Coordinating. Isabelle thought that her baby girl would be overshadowed by her own successes in the field, but Angelina made her own mark as a Coordinator. She was nearing her first Grand Festival victory and Isabelle couldn't have been more proud.

Isabelle knew she had raised her children right considering they were all doing so successful out in the world. Her family name had become a pedigree. Everyone wanted to be her and her kids. This was everything that she had wanted. It wasn't the fame or the money that Isabelle loved, it was her children's successes and the family's untainted perfection. Mark would have been so proud of them as well.

"Mom," the voice interrupted her thoughts. She was brought back from her daydream and remembered that she was sitting at the kitchen table in her large country-house home in New Bark Town. Her youngest son was sitting across from her with a flushed face and small tears forming in his eyes. The world didn't know much about Tobie. She hid him from the world because no one knew she was pregnant with him at the time of Mark's death. She wanted him to surprise the world with him, assuming that his Pokémon skills would match those of his older siblings.

I'm gay. The words echoed in her mind and her gaze shifted to his pleading face. The world was not as progressive as he was hoping for. Gay marriage was not permitted in all regions except parts of Sinnoh and Hoenn. Very few gay or lesbian individuals were well-known and accepted, but even they were forced to hide their affection. The world was not yet ready for same-sex equality and Isabelle knew that.

"No," she said firmly. Her stern face hardened as her son's tears grew bigger. The rain began to pick up.

"W-w-what?" he stammered. He was trying to not break down at his mother's response.

Isabelle recollected her thoughts and her dark brown eyes were hollow, almost ghost-like. Her family name would be dishonored and the world would not look at the Grey pedigree the same if they heard the truth of Isabelle Grey's son. In order to protect her family, she could not allow her son to continue down this road.

"You heard what I said Tobie. Don't make me repeat myself," she responded to her heartbroken son.

"I don't understand," he replied, as more tears fell down his face.

"You cannot be gay! The Greys are now an icon in the Pokémon world and you know how the world feels about gays. They are not accepted and they are shunned," her voice was strong and her tone was serious. There was no way she would let one thing ruin the empire that she had created.

"But it's who I am! I can't fight it or change it!" Tobie started to yell.

"Then you cannot be a Grey!" she snapped back. The words burned into Tobie's heart. "Either you change what you feel or you are not allowed in this house again."

"Please mom! Don't do this! Don't!" Tobie was crying. His beautiful face was flustered and his eyes burned red.

"Machamp grab Tobie!" Isabelle commanded and her husband's legendary partner stomped into the kitchen. Its four arms started to reach for the smaller boy. He started to cry and ran off towards the stairs, narrowly missing the Machamp's grasp. "Jynx use Psychic!"

Her beloved Psychic Pokémon raised its arms and a blue glow emitted from its body. Tobie was halted in his steps and soon the Machamp grabbed his arms and started to pull him towards the door. "Mom please don't do this! Please!" Her gaze was cold and she raised her hand. The Machamp stopped as it waited for its next command.

"Are you going to change your ways? I will not allow you to bring dishonor to this family!" she stated with pure frustration.

"I can't! I just can't do that mom, but there has to be another way!" The Machamp began walking again and his screams started once again. The four-armed Pokémon threw him in the mud at the bottom of the porch steps. He looked up and saw his mother with her arms crossed and the two Pokémon that attacked him at her sides.

"Leave!" she hissed. "I don't want to see you again until you have changed your ways!" Tobie got up and ran towards the forest. Isabelle watched as her baby boy grew smaller and smaller, still, not a single tear strolled down her face as she returned inside.

Tobie made it deep in the forest. His heart broken, his mind shattered, and his body screamed in pain. He made it to a small, grassy clearing and fell on his knees. He cried and cried not knowing what to do. He didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he woke, the rain had cleared and the sun was shining.

All he wanted to do was go home to his bed, but that wasn't close to happening. He sent a message to the only person who would help him out of this mess. A few minutes later, he already got his response. He sniffled his nose and wiped his eyes again. Things will get better. He got to his feet and started back to the town. Before he made his first step, he noticed a feather on the ground. This was not an ordinary Pidgey feather though; it sparkled in the sun and its colors followed a legendary pattern.

A Rainbow Wing! Tobie thought and grabbed it gently. He placed it in a safe place in one of his pockets and looked up at the sky. A glorious rainbow cast across the sky and Tobie took this as a sign that this was the worse that it could get. His whole life was about to change and it took getting kicked out of his home to start it.

There it is! I didn't want to include Ho-Oh into the story just because it would be so similar to I Choose You! and the main anime series, but I thought the Rainbow Wing would be a great symbol for Tobie since he was gay. (Gay pride colors are the rainbow; he is gay). I'm just making sure you get the reference here. The prologue was mainly put into his mom's POV because I want you guys to understand her history as it is important to Tobie and the rest of his growth. His mother is portrayed really dark here, but I think it's going to add to the plot. I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope y'all enjoyed reading it.

The first official chapter will be posted soon and you will see Tobie in a whole other light. Please let me know what you thought about this chapter in the Reviews and I hope you continue to read this story!