I DO NOT OWN POKEMON.

Hi. My name is RamenShop and I'm going to take a stab, not literally(haven't had too much stress with this), at a novelization of the events in Pokemon Black and White. This first chapter is simply a prologue. Yes it's short at not even 200 words, but i needed to finally post something. Now, i do plan to run this thing to the end. I can't promise a time for upates, but i will try to do at least 1 chapter every 2 weeks. Now that that's out of the way, enjoy!

The room was spacious and decorated with a sky blue paint that had puffy white clouds sketched onto the walls. There were toys of all sorts scattered around the room, trains, balls, action figures, and other types of toys.

Inside of the tall basketball hoop that resided on the right side of the room was a green train caboose. Half of the train stuck hanging over the metal frame. This train was separated from those that were on the multicolored rail that was neatly arranged, but the train constantly went back and forth due to a missing rail piece.

In the dark corner of the room was a boy. This little boy with long, tea green hair was curled in the fetal position, but he held something in his hand. It was a small, handmade toy of a black fox. He held the toy in a protective grip. On his arms were multiple scratches from animal claws and several bruises. His hair was dirty. The orange shirt he wore was torn in several parts. As he sat in the corner, he let out a silent sob.