Chapter 1:

An Unusual Boy

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon. Pokemon is property of Nintendo and Game Freak

I was inspired by The Last Dragonite's story "It's Not Always Black or White: The Musical" and well I haven't been writing for a while, so I figure now would be a good time to do it.

I don't know how good it'll be, but if I get some positive feedback, I may consider requesting from OCs from you guys. Only time will tell.

Now onto the story

April 17 10:12 a.m.

Nuvema Town

Juniper Laboratories

Professor Juniper, the critically acclaimed expert in pokemon, goes upstairs. She just delivered a gift with three pokeballs for a group of teens (13 was it?). After that she went back to her lab which also serves as their home. She starts to wonder where he is until she could hear some snoring from upstairs. Smiling she heads upstairs and opens the door.

The room is a mess with various thick books lying scatter about the floor, papers strewn all over the desk, and bed not being made. Professor Juniper sees a young boy with his head resting on the said desk. She opens up the window to get some light in to the room. She goes to the boy and said "Its time get up Black."

The boy, called Black, is rather surprised by this as he abruptly gets up and says "Hold it! The defense will li-" Black sees Juniper patiently waiting for him. "Oh, uh, sorry about the mess mom. Was too caught up with studying."

"It's fine Black." said Juniper "But you really don't have to go through all that studying. You haven't reached 15 yet." She looks at Black sternly "To be honest, I'm actually worry about you."

"Mom! I'm fine!" said Black embarrassingly.

Juniper is silent as she looks at Black and says "Make sure you clean up your room okay. Oh, and can you help me with some research and taking care of the pokemon later?"

"Sure, mom." said Black as he gathers all his books.

…

My name is Black Juniper. That lady is my mother, Professor Juniper. Even though we're not related by blood, she's still my mom. As for the mess with this room, it's because I'm studying to become a lawyer. Yeah, while other kids want to be pokemon trainers, I actually want to become a defense attorney. As for why…it's related to a memory, something from the past.

If you were to ask me, I probably couldn't tell you too much because I can't recall anything. All I knew was that it's what made me the adopted son of Juniper.

…

Black is putting his very thick textbooks into the shelves, organized his notes into a binder, and fixes his bed. He gets dressed in sweat pants and a hoodie. He opens the window to get some fresh air in only to close it hastily to block incoming fire. He looks across the window to see three teens from his neighbor's house through the window having a pokemon battle.

Black recognizes the trio as Bianca, Cheren, and White. Bianca Summers tends to be…absent minded, and that is putting it lightly in Black's word. She is possibly the definition of klutz, but she is always smiling. She is the most chipper person in the world. Apparently her starter is the water-type, Oshawott. Black remembers all too well that it's personality is that of a prankster, always seeking attention. Black grimaces as he remembers the incident where a bucket of mud fell on his head. Or that time when that Oshawott made the floor slippery so Black will trip and fall. Now that Black thinks about it, he was always the victim of Oshawott's tricks.

Cheren Wilson is considered to be the serious and studious of the trio. Black honestly doesn't know much about him except back when they were younger, Cheren will pick up books about strategy and tactics while Black is trying to get the basics of the law. Every now and then, Cheren will come by to the lab to learn from Professor Juniper and occasionally talk with Black. Black remembers all too well that talking to Cheren was like talking someone from another planet. Black sees Cheren picked up Tepig, the ever so energetic fire-type. All Black could remember is being exhausted simply from trying to chase it for most of the afternoon. Black chuckles on how on earth is Cheren supposed to handle this bundle of energy.

The last of the trio he sees is White Hilde. The only words Black could describe her are: ambitious, fearless, and headstrong. Unlike the reclusive Black, White is always ready to meet the world head on. Many people believe she will become an excellent trainer, maybe becoming the champion of Unova. Her pokemon is the grass snake, Snivy, the pokemon that gave Black the least trouble back in Black's care. It always seems bored by its environments, despite the shenanigans that Oshawott and Tepig managed to pull.

The three of them are looking as though they're having fun since this will be their first day as trainers. Black honestly can't think of himself as a trainer. After all, he's just Avril Juniper's adopted son, a student of law (and a damn good one too), and a Marvel vs. Capcom buff.

After he finishes cleaning his room, he heads downstairs to see Professor Juniper running some tests on three patrats. He sees a note stating which pokemon have to be taken care off. One glance at the list says:

(4) Pidoves

(3)Drilblurs

(7)Venipedes

(5)Lilipups

(6)Purloins

"Oh, joy." thought Black "This is SO going to be fun." The worst part is just a small fraction of his very busy day.

April 17 3:49 p.m.

Nuvema Town

Juniper Laboratories

Black is exhausted from all this running around, trying to get order around this lab. The Lilipups keep chasing the Purloins, the three elemental monkey pokemon are trying to grab the Pidoves, Venipedes hiding in the most unexpected places…Black is starting to wonder how he could continue like this and wonders as to why people are sending pokemon to his mom's lab, when he remembers it's the only well-known lab in Unova. He takes a look at the list to see the last one,

(1)Zorua.

Black stares at the name. Zorua. He doesn't know what that pokemon is. Granted it's not as up-to-date as someone like Cheren, but he's pretty familiar with a good deal of it and does have a working knowledge. He hears Juniper walking from the testing room yawning.

"Hi, Black. Are you finished?"

"Almost mom, just need to find that pokemon called 'Zorua'." said Black.

Juniper looks at Black and slaps her forehead "Whoops, sorry Black. I forgot to tell you about Zorua…like the fact it can create an illusion around itself."

"Really? Don't remember this particular one around the lab." said Black thoughtfully.

"Yeah, it was here last week, and…wait there it is!" exclaimed Juniper as she points to what looks like a small black fox, with tuffs of scarlet fur on top of it. It's eyes look so cold and fill with some sort of rage as it glares at Juniper and Black. However, the most striking feature is a "Z" shaped mark on it's front left leg.

"Black stay back…this thing isn't exactly friendly." warned Juniper.

"Mom, it can't be th-" Black didn't even get to finish his sentence as the Black-Fox Pokemon jumps onto his face, scratches him, and runs off outside. Black puts pressure to the areas where he was scratched at, which aren't too deep.

"B-Black, are you alright?" asked Juniper worryingly as she grabs some peroxide and a cloth.

"Yeah, I'm just fine…" said Black as he winces from the chemical rubbing on his wounds "Yeesh, what is that Zorua's problem? I know you said it wasn't friendly, but that doesn't really say its ready to claw my face off."

"…Sorry, it's just that this Zorua really can't trust anybody, people or pokemon." explained Juniper "Honestly I feel sort of sorry for it."

"What about me? I nearly had my face scratched off!" thought Black as he tries to compose himself. "Is there a problem for this…um…Zorua?"

Juniper thinks about it for a moment while saying "Well…Zorua is going to be…euthanized."

"Well I don't see the problem with-"said Black but soon catches himself "Wait…did you just say that Zorua is going to be euthanize?"

Juniper is taken aback from her adoptive son's exclamation. "Er, yes. In fact, Zorua will be euthanized in this lab."

Black is not satisfy with the answer and only haves more questions. "Why though? I mean, sure it's not very friendly, but it can't be that bad."

"I…I don't know Black." admitted Juniper "All I know is that I received the Zorua along with documents explaining the predicament." She sees Black looking blank "I suppose you want to see those documents."

"Y-Yes I do." replied Black. Juniper nods her head as she goes to her desk and comes back with some papers in hand. Black examines these documents stating:

The Society Act

Pokemon:Zorua Age:2

Date of being Euthanized: 18, April,2011

Reasons: According to witnesses, the pokemon (Zorua) has been what the citizens called it a "Bad Luck Charm". Even though no evidence can support that, it's undeniable that the pokemon(Zorua) threatened the town by its nature as it will assault anyone who comes close to it. At least 21 people has been hospitalized because of the pokemon(Zorua). Authorities have now declared a "Menance to Society".

Signed by: Frederick Nickelson

Director of Department of Humane Safety

Black skims the document, but has a general idea as to what is going on. He bit his tongue as he composes himself. "This is so stupid." said Black.

"I know Black. They just don't understand that Zorua." said Juniper.

"Mom…how rare are the Zoruas?" asked Black as he is looking at the document twice and flipping the pages.

"How rare? Hmmm," Juniper thinks of her answer for a moment "I'm no expert in that field, but people will claim they are incredibly lucky to find one. That's how rare they could be."

"…I thought so…" mumbled Black.

"Huh?"

"Is it fair to say there aren't many of them left?"

"Actually… yes. Zoruas are in the Top 5 Most Endangered Pokemon Species along with Hoenn's Feebas and Relicanth, Kanto's Marowaks, and Sinnoh's Rotoms. In fact, I think Zoruas were…hunted…for…" Juniper comes to the realization to what her son is getting at.

"Yeah, maybe that's it." Black looks at the document in disgust "'Menace to society' my a-"

"Black, language…" warned Juniper.

"…behind." said Black for a save "I think what really happened was this; the Zorua was fighting in self-defense, but from a witness's point of view it look as though it was assaulting the hunters. The hunters took the idea and say it was doing that. It's a win-win situation. Town gets rid of bad luck and the hunters could recover its corpse for…whatever…" Black finishes theorizing when he sees Juniper in deep thought.

"Black…this sounds pretty convoluted, but it does make sense. But why didn't anybody bring it up?" asked Juniper "I mean, we could use this argument to prove-"

"Sadly mom, it won't work." said Black as he puts the document away "We don't have the proper evidence to counter the argument. Not to mention…when was the last time you heard having a trial for a pokemon?"

Juniper scratches her head in frustration "Are you saying there is nothing we could?" She paces in circles while thinking of a way to help that Zorua.

Black crosses his arm, eyes dotting behind as if he's looking back for an answer. He heads upstairs to his room.

"Black, where are you going?"

"I'll think of a way to save that Zorua. I'm sure there's a way to change its fate completely." said Black "I'll come down for dinner."

Unknown to them, the Zorua heard the whole conversation… from the beginning to Black looking at the document to his theory to him going upstairs.

Hiya guys. Yeah this is the first time I wrote something for a long time so I felt, why not? FYI I got my inspiration from playing the Ace Attorney games. Than those ideas start popping.

I might do OCs but if don't feel up to the task, I'm sorry.

Also give me as much constructive criticism as much as you can. For me, I feel I really need to nail Black's personality a bit more.

Anyway disclaimer: Nintendo and Game Freak own Pokemon. If I were to own pokemon though, I would make it so that you'll have a way to check the natures of pokemon during battle.