A/N: So, that first chapter was rather upbeat, but like I said before, it's not gonna be like that for the whole story. Just be aware of that so that this next chapter won't be too much culture shock. I'm not feeling very confident with that first chapter because, like I said, it's my first one ever. But again, I'd love some constructive feedback so I can improve. (:

"May? MAY! Wake up, it's past noon. Wake up, lazy bum!"

The teenager simply ignored her brother's yelling from behind her door. Being at home was the only time she ever got to sleep in and have time for herself. It was like taking a Sabbath day… every day. For the time that she was home, she sent her Pokemon to live with her grandparents who lived overseas. She figured they deserved some spoiling after a long journey of hard work.

"Well. Good afternoon, sunshine," said Norman to his groggy daughter as she was finally joining them in the kitchen. "We're all gonna go to the mall in Rustboro this evening and maybe see a movie. Do you need anything? Do you want to come along?"

"Nah, that's okay. I think I'll hang out here today and catch up on some reading. Thanks for the invite though."

Max rolled his eyes and whispered, "Lazy bum."

"I heard that."

"Norman, are you sure we should be driving tonight? The weatherman said there's supposed to be a heavy rain storm," asked Caroline.

"Oh, we'll be fine. That crazy Walter Nichols never gets it right, anyways."

Around 6:00 that evening, the three of them left, while May continued her Sabbath by sitting around and watching TV.

"We'll be back around 9, okay sweetie?" Caroline shouted from the other room as she was going out the door.

"Sounds good, Mom. Have fun."

After a while, May muted the TV. She looked out the window, and it turns out that crazy weatherman was right. She watched the rain pouring down and listened to the sound of thunder shaking the ground. She couldn't stop thinking about Drew. It had been two weeks since she'd seen him, and she couldn't get the image of his green eyes and sweet smile out of her head. She even missed his sarcastic comments and their little fights. There was something about him that she couldn't understand, but she had never felt so strongly for someone. She was just excited to get back on the road and start competing again… with him there too.

9:30 came. May started to wonder where they were. Probably traffic. She looked back at the TV and un-muted it, and saw a breaking news report that had come on. Apparently there was a serious car accident on Route 104. "Man. That's really unfortunate. I hope those people are okay," she thought as she got up to get some water. She came back and heard the reporter say, "The victims in the vehicle that made contact with the other are fine, though they were found to be under the influence of alcohol. However, the victims in the other vehicle unfortunately did not make it. And on closer inspection, those victims appear to be the Maple family of the Petalburg gym."

May's glass of water slipped from her hand as he heard those words. She stood there open-mouthed; speechless. Was this real life? No way. That can't be right. They must've found people who looked like them, but it wasn't them. It couldn't be.

Soon enough, she broke down. She threw the remote at the TV and broke the screen, and collapsed to her knees. Moments later, there was a knock on the door.

A mess, she got up and answered it. Officer Jenny was there, along with a few others behind her, and she already knew why. "Excuse me, you are May Maple, correct?" And she had to hear the story of how her father's car was hit by that of a drunk driver. She just stood there lifeless as Jenny was explaining everything. "By law, you are now required to live with your closest relative, Tom Maple, who lives in Odale Town."

That was what caught May's attention. Uncle Tom… Dad's older brother. She was never a fan of that man. They had only met a couple of times, back when she was younger, but even at a young age, she sensed something was not right with him. He seemed cold and heartless. "However, since you are a Pokemon trainer, you could also leave and continue your journey." May looked up at Jenny. "Well… my Pokemon are overseas with my grandparents right now… and I don't think I'm ready to leave yet. Not now…"

"Very well then. You have tonight to pack up your things, and tomorrow you will be escorted to your uncle's house."

The next day, May and an officer arrived at Tom's place in Odale. It was a huge place, as Tom was very rich, but it was also very old and kind of sketchy. The officer explained everything to Tom, and then May was left alone with him. She was too grieved to even care too much about his heartless vibes and his empty eyes. "Well, May. It's been a while. I'm sorry to hear about your circumstances." She simply looked at him and nodded. A young woman dressed like a maid came out and smiled warmly at her.

"This is Layla. She will show you to your room."

"This is where you'll be staying, May," said Layla as she walked her to a small bedroom. It was very dark and had no windows, and was about half the size of a small college dorm room. She put her things down, tears coming down her face. "This is only temporary," she thought. "Only until I'm done mourning and until my Pokemon are sent back next month."

"May," Layla said softly, before going in for a hug. "I'm so sorry. Please let me know if you need anything." She walked out, giving May some time to herself, and returned later that night. "Oh, I forgot. Tom wanted me to give this to you." Layla handed her a beautiful white dress. "Now, get some rest," she said, as she started walking out. When she got to the door, she turned her head and had a look of sorrow on her face. "You'll need it."

A/N: So... yeah, don't say I didn't warn you that things would get deep and intense. And yes, it's going to continue, BUT, as I stated at the beginning, it WILL end happy. It's just not gonna be a cliché, rainbows and unicorns type of story. (Not that there's anything wrong with those).

I didn't describe it in too much detail, but I kind of imagine Tom's house to look like Count Olaf's from A Series of Unfortunate Events. Well, my idea was a little inspired by that, anyway.

And yeah, I don't know if anyone caught it, but I couldn't help but slip in that Drake & Josh reference for that weatherman part.

Next chapter: Circus for a Psycho. (No Skillet pun intended)