Okay, so this is going to be a rather weird story. I rather recently fell in love with Hoennchampionshipping and this story literally just came to me. I am actually working on Chapter Six right now, thought I orginally wasn't planing on uploading it until it was done. I still have quite a ways to go!

Anyway, hope you enjoy the prologue!

Also, here's the full summary:

Eighteen-year-old May Maplewood had just moved into her Aunt Natalie's house in Littleroot Town seven years after her mother's death when she received a Treecko from Professor Birch after saving him from a disgruntled Poochyena. Now on a Pokémon Journey, May soon encounters Teams Magma and Aqua and begins to question what truly happened the night her mother was murdered. All the while, the geologist Hoenn Champion Steven Stone tuggs at her heart and her two rivals/friends, Brandon Birch and Wally Highcutt, try to help her with her growing crush, unaware that she is slowly breaking down the steel barriers around Steven's heart.

What do you think? A few things about the summary will be explained in this prologue, so I won't leave you confused for long!

Here it is!

Petalburg City was a surprisingly quiet place in the normal scheme of things. There was a Pokémon Center, a PokéMart, some houses and a Pokémon Gym, where Normal-Type Gym Leader Norman Maplewood lived with his wife Caroline and eleven-year-old daughter May. But that all changed one cold, cloudy night in the middle of winter.

Norman was busy with a late challenger when he heard the commotion from the living area connected to the Gym. He quickly ran to where the noise was coming from, silver-haired challenger behind him, and the sight that met him was horrific. There was a dark-skinned nineteen-year-old standing in the living room, along with another nineteen-year-old with pale skin. His daughter was leaning on the wall in fright, hands covering her face to stop herself from seeing what was happening. And on the floor, continuing to bleed out, was Caroline.

Normal-Types, in gerneral, were seen as somewhat weak Pokémon that could tap into other Type Energies, making them very adaptable. Like other trainers who trained a certain Type of Pokémon, Norman was also rather adaptable to various situations: this one made his blood boil with rage. His precious wife was dead and his only daughter was scared out of her mind.

"What do you think you're doing here?!" Norman roared, startling the two teens. The silver-haired challenger stood behind him in horror before running over to May.

"Why should we answer you?" the dark-skinned boy sneered. "Go Golbat!"

"Numel," the pale skinned boy continued. Out of the thrown pokéballs came a purple bat with a gaping mouth and an orange camel with a green hump and half-lidded, lazy eyes.

"Zangoose, assistance!" Norman cried while tossing his own pokéball, releasing the red and white mongoose with two dark gray claws on its front paws.

"Mawile, I need you!" the silver-haired challenger said while releasing the Steel/Fairy dual Type from its pokéball. "Attract that Numel!" The Deciever Pokémon winked its right dark red eye, making light pink hearts of energy appear and surround the Numel then hit it, making it fall in love with the Steel/Fairy Type. "Its male," he muttered to himself.

"Metal Claw on Golbat," Norman commanded.

"Deflect with Steal Wing!" the dark-skinned teen yelled. Zangoose ran on all fours before jumping up to hit the Bat Pokémon, claws glowing silver with Steel-Type energy. Golbat tensed before its wings also glowed silver and it started smacking away the claws that kept on trying to hit it. Eventually, a Metal Claw managed to hit its target, making the Golbat screech as it was forced to land on its stubby feet, crossing its wings in front of its gaping mouth for balance.

"Good, now use Thunderbolt until it faints," Norman said. While Zangoose shocked the downed bat, the Gym Leader glanced over to the silver-haired fifteen-year-old who was far from idle. His Mawile used the fact that Numel couldn't really attack due to the Attract, and was currently using Vice Grip to squeeze the Fire/Ground dual Type into submission.

Once Golbat and Numel were unconscious, the two older teens ran away barely glancing back. Once they were gone, Norman went over to Caroline's body and held her limp form close to his body, his daughter joining him after a few minutes. The silver-haired teen stood nearby awkwardly before leaving, quietly saying that he would challenge Norman another time.

In the end, the fifteen-year-old re-challenged Norman three weeks later, about five days after Caroline's funeral, winning with the help of his Mawile and Lairon. Afterwards, before leaving Petalburg, the silver-haired teen was stopped by an eleven-year-old brunette, her hair tied into a pair of ponytails.

"Where are you going to go now?" May asked with tears in her sapphire-blue eyes.

"Probably Fortree for my next badge," he replied while releasing his Skarmory. Looking back at the girl, he saw that she was afraid of those teens coming back and hurting her family more than they already had. He thought for second before digging through his backpack. "Aha," he breathed when he felt his hands grab what he was looking for. "Here," he said as he gave her a belt with a sheath, catching the brown gaze of her father who nodded in approval. The teen took this as a sign to continue. "Only use this in an emergency, because you could end up killing someone by accident if you're not careful."

He took out the six-inch knife and gave the eleven-year-old a crash-course on knife care and fighting before he had to go. May ran back to her home, belt already around her small waist, and started telling her father everything the teen had taught her.

As Norman put his daughter to bed that night, a realization struck him hard: they had never asked the teen for his name.

What do you guys think?

Yes, that was a rather burtal way to kill of Caroline, but I need that.

Also, please ignore the cannon that Norman is a new Gym Leader that moved over from Johto, I have it to where he's been the Petalburg Gym Leader for at least five years at the time of the prologue (twelve years in the main story!).

And can anybody guess the identity of the three unnamed teens? I will give you an extra hint: all three are improtant to the story. You don't have to, I just would like to hear what you think.

Anyway, see you next chapter and Happy New Year!

Please review to tell me what you think!

~pokedawnheart; 12/31/17