Black N' White

It was a beautiful spring day in Nuvema Town, the Pidove were chirping in the pines, Patrats scampered about the dirt roads, and Lillipups yipped and yapped as they chased one another across town.

A boy and girl, twins, burst out of a house and sprinted up north. The boy's name was Black, and the girl's was White. They scrambled up to two big wide doors with a Pokeball logo at the top.

The twins stopped upon reaching the doorway, panting for breath. After regaining composure, the siblings turned to each other and smiled, then together walked into the building.

Inside were white, sparkling marble tiles that gleamed in the fluorescent light. The twins walked into a wide open waiting room with a receptionist desk huddled in one corner and plush seats in another.

"May I help you two?" the receptionist kindly asked.

"Yeah! My sis and I want to get our first Pokemon today!" exclaimed Black.

"Our friends Cheren and Bianca said they were coming as well," White said, "They should be here soon."

Just as White finished her sentence said teenagers walked in the waiting room.

"Wow! I can't believe today is the day guys!" A blond girl in a green cap shrieked.

"Yeah, us too Bianca..." Black said monotonously, his ears still ringing from the squeaky girl's shrieks.

After getting settled, the receptionist told the children that Professor Juniper would be with them soon. The teens talked about which Pokemon they wanted, Cheren wanted a Snivy, Bianca and White absolutely adored Oshowatts, and Black explained why Tepig was the best choice for him.

Suddenly, A brunette in a blue long sleeve and long white lab coat burst in to the door.

"Run! Run! Crazies are burning the lab!"

The teens were evacuated as flames started to lick the walls. Cheren and Bianca dashed for the door along with the professor and the receptionist. Moments later, the doorway was crushed under a falling beam blackened by fire.

Black and White were trapped, they tried to find another exit but instead were trapped in a ring of fire. White started violently coughing, her asthma kicked into overdrive by the smoke.

She fell to the ground, her last moments of consciousness were with Black screaming for her to get up and her eyes slowly closing, slow enough to see a figure emerge out of the flames.

Black watched her sister fall to the ground, her breathing shallow and raspy. He turned around at the sound of a grunt. A boy with a black cap and long neon green hair tied in a ponytail stared at him. Black looked at him but couldn't move, his legs shaking and his fingers twitching. The figure wrapped his arms around Black's neck and the boy's final moments were of sirens and flames.