A/N: I'm mainly doing this as something to do on the side of editing a finished manuscript I want to have published soon-ish. The first couple of chapters of that are up on Fictionpress under the same user(Bamboofoxfireproductions) called The Never-Born Fosterling.

As for this story, not actually completely sure whether I'm going to go with HeartGold(Johto region) on this fic yet or Black/White(Unova region). If I did Johto, it'd be the character when they're younger and just starting their journey(10 years old), and if I do Unova it'll be where they're older(Something like 17 years old). I could go either way from here.

Opinions?


Grey Area
A Pokemon Fanfiction


Prologue

The outside was overcast with dark clouds, rain drizzling down the closed window and providing the only light to filter into the room. All but a sliver of light from the cracked doorway.

No lamps illuminated the space, making it seem appropriately dark and dreary when side by side with the tumultuous thoughts that internally spiraled.

A single voice drifted faintly from outside the room, that of a woman's.

"…yes, I think it'll just take a little time."

"…"

"No, I don't think that'll be necessary, but I can ask, maybe."

One hand slowly trailed over a pointed, russet-red ear. Lackluster green eyes gazed ahead but failed to register most of the surroundings of the bedroom.

The only thing that she was acutely aware of was a dull throb through her leg and the feel of velvety fur on her fingertips, belonging to the softly breathing bundle curled up next to her.

When the door cracked open, she remained unaware, as if in a daze, a few small figures shuffling in. In the lead was a floating pink and green Hoppip, followed closely by a Pichu, Ekans, and Rattata.

The four made their way tentatively to the bedside, staring up at the black-haired girl with either sad or worried looks, before the Rattata climbed up the blanket and chirped in concern, with no result.

Then it placed a paw on her shoulder.

Big mistake.

"GET. OUT!"

With a shrill screech of surprise, the Rattata fell back to the floor, the other pokemon jumping in fright and scrambling back as she flung the blanket off and swung her legs over the bed.

Several of them raised their voices in dismay, as if pleading, but her green eyes were icy as she glared them down, staggering onto a bandaged leg as she raised her voice to a keening scream again.

"I said GET OUT!"

She lunged forward awkwardly and the four scrambled over each other and out the door, the girl limping after them to slam the door to her room.

"And stay out! I hate you! I hate pokemon!"

Tears stung her eyes as she leaned her back against the door and slid to the floor, the ache in her leg renewed.

Awakened by the commotion, first an Eevee, then – awkwardly – a Vulpix, dropped down from her bed and made their way forward, flattening their ears and cooing softly as they snuggled up partially on her lap on either side.

She ran a hand over both their heads as tears came more steadily, stifling sobs under her breath. Her breathing came ragged. Instinctively she pulled the two closer with either arm; tightly; closely.

"I hate them all. All of the other ones. You two are the only ones I can count on…the only good pokemon."