**This is a Kuri-chan Chapter. I hope you enjoy**

Chapter 1, The Girl of Ghosts

It was morning, the time the sun would decide to show itself, yet the skies remained dark and gray. Rain dripped from the heavy clouds and plummeted to the earth. Lightning flashed in the skies and thunders roared. No one would dare step outside into the pouring rain. Except, one girl who walked alone down the muddy path heading west of Lavender Town, to Saffron City. Rain washed over her, yet she walked a slow steady pace up the long trail of mud.

She was alone, no human or Pokemon beside her. Just the small bag on her back and her dull shadow to keep her company. A frown was permanently marked on her fragile face. Heavy bangs of indigo and black nearly covered her darkened purple eyes. She seemed to glow in a ghostly pale complexion on this gloomy rainy day. The girl did not even have an umbrella to keep herself safe from the rain.

Before the small town was out of her sight, her head turned and her tracks stopped dead. She stared at all the street lamps which flickered in the rain. Then, her eyes turned to the one place she had once called home; a large pillar-like tower her town called, "The Spirit Tower." A tear came to her eye as she saw it being drenched in rain. Thoughts of her life flooded her mind as she stared at it.

Her family had taken care of the Spirit Tower for generations. They made sure the spirits of not only Pokemon, but humans as well could rest peacefully. As a child, she would help take care of the tower and many times would spend countless hours playing with the lonely ghost pokemon. For like her, they were outcasts.

No child would come and play with her. Sadly she sat on the swings of the playground alone. The small child with purple eyes watched as the children played gleefully. She wanted to join them, but every time she tried, the children fled from her as if she were a ghost herself. She was just about to leave as a young boy came and sat next to her on the swings. She watched him as he began to swing back and forth. He looked down to her as he swung up.

"Hi there." The boy said cheerfully. The girl remained quiet and stared, almost in shock. "My name's Len. What's your?" he asked.

"M-me?" The young girl asked him. No one had wanted to play with her. No one even wanted to know her name. She was a freak of nature to everyone else. Why would he want to know her name?

"Of course you. There's no one else around to ask." The boy replied to her with a smile. "What's your name?" he repeated.

"Amorina…" she replied quietly.

"That's a pretty name." The boy said as he jumped off the swing set and landed a few feet away. "Wanna' play Pokemon?"

The boy must have been ill in her mind. No one wanted to play with her. The only thing that would play with her were the ghost pokemon in the tower. "Um…Sure." She replied happily. She took his hand and began to lead him to the Spirit Tower. "But why pretend when we can play with real Pokemon?"

For months they had been friends, always playing with each other. But those memories pushed themselves out of the way and began to play a new one in her head like a movie. It was a quiet day and the two were playing once more. They were bouncing a large red rubber ball to one another. The ball bounced to the other side of the street. She went to get it, and her head turned up. Everything began to freeze at that moment.

A bus had rounded the corner, and even before she was able to cross, it was heading straight towards her. She screamed yet she didn't even hear herself. All she could remember now was being pushed and the bus hitting Len full contact. His body flew like a rag doll and he landed hard on the cement. Blood was everywhere and the bus slammed into a tree. She kept screaming and screaming until everything was over. Len died 3 days later in the hospital and it had been all her fault. The only memory playing now was the accident…All the blood and all the pain.

"You're thinking about it again…aren't you, Amorina?" a voice asked. She snapped out of her twisted daydream and turned to the source. From her shadow a large ball of gaseous matter appeared. Evil downturned eyes and a fanged smile looked at her. "You were crying and screaming his name again." It told her.

"I was?...Sorry." she said as she looked to the strange Pokemon before her. "I was just thinking…" Amorina said. Her eyes burned with invisible tears.

"I can tell..." it replied to her. The strange haunting Pokemon floated over to her. "You seem to be thinking of this a lot more. Are you okay?" Amorina nodded and stepped forward, continuing on the path she started on.

"I'm fine, Nocturne." Amorina said as her heavy bangs covered her eyes. Her path quickened, leaving the ghost pokemon behind. She stopped again and looked back to it. "Come on Nocturne. Saffron City is a long way away." She called to it.

Nocturne floated over to her. "Such a moody girl you are. Remind me again why I follow you around?" he asked as he floated around her head.

"Because if you didn't follow me around, you'd be pretty lonely." She said. Nocturne stuck out his tongue to her and continued to follow close behind. A long silence followed them.

"Why are we leaving? Aren't you afraid everyone will miss us?" Nocturne asked. His question shattered the silence like glass. Amorina shook her head.

"No…you saw what they did to me. They blamed me for everything. It's best if we leave…And I want to show them that I can be strong." She told him. "They treated me like a monster. But, I will treat you and every other Pokemon we capture…I will treat them with kindness." The rain continued to pour down on them and Nocturne looked to her.

"Ya' know, for people calling you a monster, you have a big heart." He told her with a fanged smile. She turned to him and finally brushed her hair from her eyes. "Honest. After all, I couldn't lie to you." Nocturne told her. She flashed him the faintest of smiles and held his circular spectral body. Pulling him close, gently she pressed her forehead against him, nuzzling him lightly.

Slowly she released him and looked back ahead of her. "Thank you…" Amorina said before continuing on. Nocturne followed her, eventually melding in with her faint shadow on the ground. Her footsteps were quiet in the heavy rain.

The two walked for hours, the rains not letting out anytime soon. Not looking to rest the two were forced to stop. Something very large and heavy was blocking their path. "What is that thing?" the purple eyes girl questioned as she starred at it.

"I think it's a Pokemon." Nocturne replied. "And it doesn't look intent on moving at the moment…Maybe we should go back. Doesn't your mother have something to wake any Pokemon up?" he asked as he floated about the large strange Pokemon.

"I am not going back…I can't…So, I guess we wait here until it moves." Her soft voice seemed muffled by the rain, though Nocturne understood. Seeing how it wasn't moving, she found a spot on the grass to sit and laid back on the chubby Pokemon. She noticed how soft and comfortable its blubbery skin was, much like a pillow in her opinion. At least the wait would be comfortable. "So we wait…" she said with a sigh.

**This is a Kuri-chan Chapter. I hope you enjoy**