A Shade of Grey - pkmn black fanfic

I do not own Pokémon, all rights go to the creator. I do not own any refs I throw in this story either.

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A Shade of Grey​

Chapter One​

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"White...are you sure we can't go on a journey too?"
White looked down from her book. Inferno, her Chimchar, was lying on her lap looking up with pleading eyes.
"That won't work on me Inferno," White told the fire type absently. She looked back at the book.
"Why not?" Inferno huffed. "Why can't we go?"
White closed her book. "Because I don't want to walk over a region."
"But I want to go!"
"It's a dangerous world outside Inferno, people and Pokémon can get hurt and die," White stated.
"So you're scared then."
"I am not scared Inferno! I just don't want to see you hurt."
"So you'd spend your life here, trapped in a cocoon of domestic safety."
White only gazed at Inferno. "Please, just drop it Inferno."
"No! I want to go on a journey with you! I want to get stronger Mistress." Inferno leveled a glare at White.
"Strength is relative Inferno; there will always be someone strong than you," White pointed out bitterly.
Inferno looked down at her paws. "Why are you being so selfish Mistress? I don't want to live this stifling life. I want to battle; I want to see the world. You aren't happy here and don't try to deny it Mistress. You also want..."
"Inferno!" White snapped. She closed her eyes and sighed. "You really want this?"
"Yes! I do!"
"Fine, but we come back here at the first sign of trouble," White relented. "Please Arceus, please don't let me regret this." She murmured to the ceiling.
"Yay!"
"RISE AND SHINE SLEEPING BEAUTY!"

At the shout, White started. "HILBERT!"
Hilbert poked his head into the room. "Yes my dearest cousin White."
White growled at the sight of the older teen. "I will murder you."
"And our hero exits stage right," Hilbert ducked out of the room as a book flew at his head.
White glared at the open door as Inferno climbed down from her lap.
"Stupid idiot," she groused as she stood up. White crossed over to the door and slammed it closed.
"Don't slam the doors!"
White winced at her Aunt Helen's voice. "How does she do that?" she wondered to Inferno.
"It's one of life's great mysteries," Hilbert said, outside her door. White raised her head and rolled her eyes.
White glanced at her alarm clock, 7:05 am. She grimaced and walked over to the closet, cursing Hilbert under her breath.

"HILBERT! What's the weather report?!" White yelled out as she rummaged through her clothes.
"I don't know! It's fall! Figure it out for yourself!" Hilbert hollered back.

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Cheren bit back a curse as he looked at his bag, he had barely had it a week and it was already unusable. He pulled the rest of his clothing out and potions unto his desk and walked towards his closet.
"Nope, nope, nope," he muttered as he threw bags over his shoulder. He inspected a black messenger bag.
Cheren stood up and walked over to his desk. He piled his stuff back into the bag and closed it.
"Cheren."
Cheren looked up at his name. "Hello Hazel," he greeted his older sister. "When did you get back?"
"Late last night, anyway, Mom said that you are free to go over to Mrs. B's now, just make sure you come back and give her a proper farewell," Hazel told him. "Also, make sure to check out the Nacrene museum. They're having a special exhibit about the Heroes of Truth and Ideals."
"Really?" Cheren put his bag down. "How long will it last?"
Hazel frowned. "About a month or so, if you hurry, you'll get there in plenty of time."

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White rested her forehead against the table.
"Oh my Victini! I am super excited; we get to go on a journey! Are you excited?! It's going to be awesome! EEEEIIIII! I can't wait! I'm super pumped! I CAN'T WAIT TO CHOOSE MY STARTER!" Hilbert gushed.
White swore there were stars in her cousin's eyes.
"Hilbert, if you do not shut up and let me finish my breakfast in peace, I swear by Giratina that I will rip your innards out and knit them into a scarf," White snarled, raising her head up to look at the teenager across from her. "Then I will hang you up by your toes, beat you to death, burn you alive and then feed you bread and water for six weeks!" She stabbed the piece of toast for emphases.
"Mrs. B? Can I come in?"
White scowled at the sound of Hilbert's best friend's voice.
"C'mon in Bianca, how do you want your eggs?" Aunt Helen greeted her.
"I just ate, Mrs. B. Are Hilbert and White in the dining room?"
"Nonsense! You are way too thin! Yes, those two little devils are."
Bianca walked into the room and slid beside White.
White grunted in acknowledgement.
"Then over easy please," Bianca called to the older women. "Hello Hilbert, White! Are you two ready?"

"Yes!" Hilbert cheered.
"No," White growled.
"Somebody's grumpy today," Bianca reached over and pinched White's cheeks.
White slapped Bianca's hand away before grumbling under her breath.
"You should have seen her this morning," Hilbert offered. "She was all like 'I will kill you Hilbert' and I was like 'like to see you try' then she was like..."
"I think I get the idea," Bianca interrupted. "You annoyed White and she threaten to kill you and now to save face you are spinning stories."
Hilbert sulked.
"Here you are Bianca," Aunt Helen said as she put a large plate of breakfast in front of the girl.
"Erm, thanks Mrs. B!" Bianca smiled up at the women.
"No problem Bianca," Aunt Helen smiled back before turning towards Hilbert. "Once you are done eating, I want your bedroom spotless. As soon as Cheren gets here I'll bring up the package from Aurea."
"Aunt Helen," White began. "I'm going on a journey too."
"WHAT?!" Hilbert said in between coughs.
White glared at Hilbert. "Isn't that what I said?" she asked frostily, rising from her chair. She grabbed her plate and walked to the kitchen.
"Touchy," Hilbert commented.

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Cheren climbed up the wooden stairs. It had taken much longer to find a suitable bag to match his outfit then he had anticipated. Then he was accosted by Mrs. B for breakfast.
He reached the top of the stairs at the same time White's door opened.
"Cheren," White greeted him with a nod. "Hilbert is waiting in his room for you."
"Is Bianca there?" Cheren asked.
White took a few steps before responding. "I dunno."
Cheren quicken his pace and the two entered Hilbert's room within moments of each other.
Hilbert was lounging on his bed and Cheren could see that the usual mess that was his room was stuffed under the bed.
"You have a floor?" Cheren raised an eyebrow and looked at the wooden floor.
"Amazing," White deadpanned.
Hilbert flushed in anger. "Shut up you two!"
The door swung open and hit Cheren in the back.
"Ow!" he complained as Bianca commented:
"Hey guys, wait. Hilbert, you have a floor?"
Hilbert groaned. "Can we just skip to the part we all argue over who gets to open the box mom brought up?"
"We can do better Hilby," White answered. "We can skip to the part where we all agree that you can open the box since this is your room and I already have a Pokémon."
"Or we could skip to the part where we choose our Pokémon," Bianca suggested.
"Even better, we can skip to the part we are battling a villainous team leader for the fate of the world," Cheren added.
Hilbert and White gave him a look while Bianca commented:
"Not that far Cherie."
"Then what?" Cheren said. "We're a pathetic lot."
White rolled her eyes. "Only you three could get so excited over getting your starter and then completely have no idea what to do when they're sitting in that box!"
Bianca rubbed the back of her head. "Well..."
"For Arceus' sake!" White threw up her hands and marched over to the box. "Hilbert! Fire, water or grass?" she barked.
"Fire," Hilbert replied and a pokéball hit his stomach a moment later.
"Oomph."
"Tepig!" The Tepig exclaimed from Hilbert's stomach.
"Cheren?" White asked, her right hand hovering over the two remaining pokéballs.
"Water please... OW! What was that for?!" Cheren asked, rubbing his forehead. At his feet laid the pokéball.
"Then Bianca gets grass," White declared, she picked up the pokéball and hurled it at the blonde.
Bianca caught the pokéball, letting out the starter.
"Snivy!" It said, eyeing Bianca with slight distaste.
Cheren bent down and picked up the red and white sphere. "Come on out Oshawott," he said, pressing the white button.
"Osha!" Oshawott declared from Cheren's feet.
Cheren knelt down. "I'm your new trainer Oshawott."
Oshawott nodded. "Osha!"

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White looked down at her own pokéball. "Join the party Inferno," she said, letting the fire type out.
"Yay!" Inferno cheered. She climbed onto Hilbert's bed and began to talk with the Tepig.
White turned away from her friends; she had no right to infringe in their joy and no matter how they could try to include her...
White crossed her arms and looked at her feet.
"Hey White!" Hilbert called. "What do you think about Bacon?"
White turned to face her cousin. "Bacon? What are you going on about?"
"For a name for Tepig, 'Self-Cooking Bacon' is a bit too long," Hilbert explained. "OW! What was that for Cheren?"
"You can't call your Tepig after food!" Cheren stated, adjusting his glasses.
Hilbert rubbed his cheek before tossing the rubber ball back at Cheren. "Why not?"
"It's insulting," Bianca pointed out.
"But Tepig likes it!"
"That doesn't mean it's alright for you to call him that degrading name!" Cheren pointed out.
As Hilbert protested, White smiled. She really missed this and...
"Hey! White's smiling!" Cheren called, dragging her out of her thoughts.
"Quick! Someone check if it's raining fire and brimstone!" Hilbert cried.
"Shut UP you two!" White snapped, her smile disappearing.
"Cheren, you shouldn't have said that," Bianca scolded.
"See?" White said. "Bianca knows..."
"Not until I had gotten a picture!" Bianca added and White stared at her.
"I'm going to my room. I will see you at prof. Juniper's in two hours," White said briskly, she walked to the door. "Come inferno."
"Ok!" Inferno chirped and scarpered after her.
As White left the room, she heard Hilbert suggest that they battle.
"Idiot," White muttered, "Aunt Helen will kill him."
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