Hello to the members of Fanfiction that are reading this. This is my first fanfic, so it is going to be a new expierence. I will probably answer to all of the comments that are made and if there are any problems, please let me know. Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

Prolouge

It had been a long day for the fifteen-year-old teen. She had missed the bus to her school, managed to be late for all of her classes, her friends all seemed distant to her, and, just to rub it in, and she had missed the bus back to her house. The only thing that seemed normal was the fact that her parents were still not home even though it was 20:12. They were never home before 20:30 do to the fact that they were trying to work overtime to support us.

The teen had gotten used to this already so she had a routine while they were out. She would get her homework done, cook food for herself and her parents, eat, shower, and go read or play Pokémon White version until her parents got home.

Tonight, she had managed to finish everything early, like usual, so she picked her DS and started up the game. While she was playing, she could have sworn that she heard some very strange noises like glass breaking. Then again, she had neighbors who seemed to have the goal of getting drunk every night, so hearing sounds of glass breaking was normal to her.

But then, she heard a different noise. 'A scuffle of feet, no it was just my imagination.' Just then, the doorbell rang. 'That's odd. My parents have a key, so who could that be at this hour?'

She walked over to the door and opened it to reveal…..no one. "That's odd I could have sworn that the doorbell rang." As she turned and started to close the door, she heard an odd noise from behind her, so she wiped around revealing a masked man. His mask looked like something she had seen before, but she just could not seem to put her finger on it.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"Yes, you can help me by…," says the man slowly making a reach for something in his back pocket, "COMING WITH ME!" as he draws out a rag and slams it on her face and restrains her to prevent her from struggling.

As she tried to fight him, she slowly got weaker and weaker until she finally stopped struggling.

He checked her pulse to make sure she was still alive. She was. The man sighed in relief, "The boss would have had my head if I had killed her."

He carried her out to his black van and tied her up and laid her down in the back.

"The boss can't wait for you, Test Subject Shadow."

I hope that you will please, R+R. It will have Pokémon later on.

-Vulpix411