Shiro walked into his house, looking at the seemingly empty living room, save for a small t.v and a black leather couch. He sighed as he closed the door. He took off his shoes and tossed them in front of the door before walking past the living room and into the kitchen, where he found a small, rectangular wooden table that could have four chairs at most at it. He looked at the stove, and noticed a black pot with boiling water on the upper left burner. The small eight year old cautiously looked around the room, unable to figure how it got there. He took a step back before bumping into something.
"BOO!" Someone yelled, grabbing him from behind. He looked up to see his mother grinning down at him, her long, gray-white hair dropping down into his face and obscuring his vision slightly.
"Get off of me..." He mumbled, squirming in her arms to get free, but his mother held on tighter, annoyed at his reaction.
"This is the part where you cry your eyes out and scream 'oh my arceus, you're home!' Shiro." She stated sternly and the boy just scoffed at her.
"Yeah, so nice to see the mother who left her only child to survive alone just so she could go and travel." Shiro said sarcastically and his mother released him, looking hurt.
"Well... I'm back! And I'm ready to be a mother!" She said, trying to gain favor with him. Shiro rolled his eyes, walking towards the stove to turn the burner off.
"What did you come back here for anyway? Haven't found enough men to fuck?" Shiro questioned, making his mother angry.
"What's your problem?! Most kids your age would be all over their mothers and giving them hugs and stuff!" The mother said angrily.
"Most kids my age don't have to worry about a mother who will leave them at the first sign of getting laid! Do you even know how fucking hard it is for me to go to school, when everyone makes fun of you for being poor and having a slut for a mother?!" Shiro yelled angrily, tears welling up in his eyes. "Do you know how much abuse I had to suffer from your ex-boyfriends kids, or from women who you stole a man from?! Do you know how hard it is for me to walk down the streets without getting beaten by my bullies?! Do you know how hard it is to pass when the teacher has a grudge against your mother, and wants you to fail because of her?!" He questioned, tears streaming down his cheeks as he yelled. The mother hugged Shiro, trying to comfort him.
"Listen I... I really fucked up, ok? I-I just... I couldn't stay in this town. There were too many reminders of my fuck ups and it just... Brought back ugly memories of my past. I know I made you suffer because of my mistakes... But I seriously want to be here for you. I want to raise you. I know this sounds all corny after everything you've been through... But can you forgive me? Will you allow me to be family again?" The mother asked pleadingly, hugging Shiro tightly to her chest. A few minutes of silence almost crushed her hopes of reconciling with him, but when she felt his small, shaky arms wrap around her, she burst into tears herself.
"I won't forgive you... But I'll give you a chance to make it up to me..." Shiro mumbled and the mother chuckled, releasing him from the hug.
"That's better than you kicking me out. Now, let's eat that soup before it gets cold!" She stated and Shiro looked at her funny.
"You were cooking soup? Then why'd you only put broth in, without any vegetables or meat?" Shiro questioned her and she gave him a confused look.
"Eh?! Isn't soup just broth?" She wondered, and Shiro face palmed.
"You are not to cook anything in this house." He stated, walking towards a high cabinet and taking out two bowls. He then reached into a drawer on the right side of the stove, taking out a large spoon. He scooped the broth into each bowl before throwing the spoon in the sink and taking two smaller spoons out. "Here." He said, placing the bowl in front of the chair next to him. His mother happily sat down, though she was more into watching her son than actually eating.
"Oh! I almost forgot to give this to you!" She said, reaching into her skirt pocket as she pulled out a small Pokeball and placing it in front of Shiro. "This is a present from me to you!" She stated with a grin, though Shiro just stared at it for a while. He finally reached out and grabbed the small ball, clicking the middle button and watching as the ball grew in size. Shiro then pointed the ball towards the floor, watching as a thin red beam shot out and formed a shape. Out came a small, frail looking girl with short green hair with bangs that covered its eyes. She wore an over-sized sweater tat reached to her knees and completely covered her arms. Small, pink horns jutted out from the front and back of her head in a 'V' shape. The small girl looked up at Shiro , revealing her round, ruby-red eyes. "Tadah! You just got yourself a Ralts!" His mother said, waiting for his reaction. He ignored her, much to her displeasure, and reached a hand out towards the Ralts, who eyed it curiously. He touched the front horn, and immediately felt a wave of energy flow through him. He pulled his hand back, slightly afraid of what just happened.
"Wh...at was t-that?" He asked in a shaky voice and his mother chuckled.
"That, my boy, was a 'connection'. It's what happens when a Pokemon accepts you as their master. It's like a brand that says 'I'm yours now', and it stops other people from being able to steal the Pokemon. I wasn't expecting the Ralts to be so open to you, but I guess you're her type?" She joked, making the Ralts blush. The Ralts climbed onto Shiro's lap, and Shiro noticed the Ralts was only slightly shorter than him.
"Master... Name?" The Ralts asked, slightly stunning the young boy, who silently stared at her.
"She's asking you to name her." Shiro's mother said, and the boy shook his head to clear his thoughts.
"Charlotte..." Shiro mumbled, and the Ralts cried out in joy, hugging him. The mother giggled at them, bringing them both into a hug.
"Looks like I got a son and a daughter now!" She stated, kissing each one on the cheek. "Today, you become a trainer, Shiro. I want you to be one others will respect, not hate..." His mother said seriously, her hug getting slightly tighter. Shiro sighed and hugged her back.
"Don't worry mom... I'll make sure you can brag about how awesome I am." He joked, making her and the Ralts giggle.
"Well, I'm off to bed. Hopefully it's still there..." She said, raising an eyebrow at Shiro. Shiro nodded, making her sigh with relief. "Night kids!" She said, walking out of the kitchen and into the two bedrooms in the back. Shiro sighed and was about to dump the bowls of soup, when he noticed the Ralts eyeing them hungrily.
"Here." He said, giving her his mother's bowl. She happily grabbed the bowl and brought it to her mouth, drinking it down in large gulps. It only took thirty seconds for the entire bowl to be swallowed. Charlotte placed the bowl down, giving a satisfied sigh as she did so. Shiro nudged her to get off of him, which she did so reluctantly, to put the bowls in the sink. "Time for bed." He told her, and she happily followed him to his bedroom. He opened the door, and the first thing Charlotte noticed was how empty it was. There were no posters, no dressers, nothing hanging in the closet... Just a small bed big enough for the both of them with a gray blanket on top of it, and a boarded up window.
"Why window boarded?" Charlotte asked and Shiro just glanced at the window, as if he forgot it was there.
"Ah... One day someone threw a wild Charmander through my window, and it almost burned my house down. Luckily I got it to calm down before anything happened, or I'd have burned with the house." He said, taking off his shirt as he climbed into the bed. Charlotte took off her sweater, glad that he was looking the other way because she was naked.
"Why do that?" She asked and Shiro shrugged as he felt Charlotte climbing into the bed.
"Probably hoping something bad would happen. I've had worse done to me anyway..." He said tiredly, closing his eyes. He felt one of Charlotte's arms wrap around his body and pull him closer to her. The warmth on his back was giving a feeling of comfort to Shiro, which the Ralts sensed due to the connection. She smiled and pulled herself closer to him, her chest against his back as they snuggled together.
"Good Night, Shiro..." Charlotte mumbled.
"Night..." He said in an absent minded tone. Slowly their breathing died down, and the two of them fell asleep.
"Think I made the right choice?" Shiro's mother asked, a cigarette in her mouth as she leaned against the wall next to the open window. The woman outside the window shrugged.
"I say you deserve to kill yourself." The woman said in a mocking tone. "But in all honesty, you should keep your kid out of school. Those kids are getting harsher to him each year." She stated, spitting on the ground to her right in disgust.
"Is it that bad May?" She asked in concern.
"Those kids dragged him into the nearby forest to be killed by wild Pokemon! If it wasn't for my kid, he'd have died in there!" May said, which made Shiro's mother stare at her in disbelief.
"Whos kids were involved?! I swear to arceus I will-" She was cut off as May leaned in through the window and flicked her forehead.
"No! Listen to me: you'd have to kill the entire town in order to keep Shiro from harm. We both know even you can't kill everyone here, and you don't have the guts to kill anyone." May stated and Shiro's mother shrugged.
"I can kill a few of them. Not like we haven't murdered people before..." She mumbled and May sighed.
"Dawn... I know you want to look out for Shiro, but... I don't think you have what it takes to be a mother. Especially with the past you have." May explained and Dawn threw her cigarette out the window, sighing with frustration.
"If only Ash were still around, he'd at least have a father, and he wouldn't have to bother with such a scumbag parent..." Dawn said sadly and May shook her head.
"Ash risked his life to make sure you and your child weren't killed by Team Rocket. I'm sure you're not happy about that, but he already did his job as a parent to make sure his child has a future; It's your turn to do so as well." May stated before she walked away from the window. Dawn sighed and looked at the ceiling.
"Guess I should start with homeschooling, and then moving away from this town, so Shiro can at least have a better life..." Dawn whispered to herself, making mental notes of towns, cities, and villages she had passed by on her travels, wondering which place would suit Shiro the best. She soon fell asleep sitting upright, her body slumping over and landing softly on the bed as she dreamed of a happy life with her child...
So yeah... Kinda got random there at the end, but that's just the way it turned out. Anyway, all the Pokemon in this story will be human-like, and weapons are allowed in combat (which i think would be cool to see in a Pokemon game XD). If you feel like my story is lacking in some way, please don't hesitate to tell me (i.e saying that my grammar needs work, the story doesn't make sense, or maybe saying that the chapter(s) are random and have no direction whatsoever. Not something like "you're story is dumb!"). Hope you guys enjoy, and I hope you look forward to more (I"ll make chapters regardless of whether or not people like the story).
P.s - Will try to make longer chapters in the future.