Colourful Monochrome

Prologue

•Monona's POV•

~Flashback~

"Your so boring! Why do you always have to be so secretive and dull like that?" She asks disgustedly and throws a bucket full of water at me, soaking me. The metallic clang! Of the bucket echoed through the small room.

I look into the bright green orbs of the girl, why did I have to be so dull? Why was I the one? Why...? Just why?

I stepped out of the room and into the hallways of my school, the silvery grey hair of mine glistened in the patch of sunlight through the window as I walked by.

Slowly I walked to my classroom and swung open the brown wooden door. My classmates stared at me as a few drops of water left my skirt when I walked to my seat and sat down, paying no attention to what the others though. I already knew they though I was a stupid antisocial freak.

"Monona! What has happened to you? Why are you all soaking wet?!" My year 3 teacher says, her voice with a tone of anger and concern.

I look up from the paper I was drawing myself on with the Pokémon in my house. My silvery blue and purple look into the crimson red ones of Miss Alkeme. "Nothing happened Miss Alkeme, I'm perfectly fine." I reply with my boring voice.

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I walked out of the school building and onto the fields of the school. I quietly walked to the gates, everyone around me were so happy and at least had a friend to accompany them, and of course I didn't.

I let out a small sigh "I'll never be colourful, I always have secrets to protect..." I mumbled to myself as I got into the jet black car my family owned.

"Good afternoon, Miss Ayakani" the driver greets me with a small smile.

"Please stop... Don't call me by my last name... Please just call me Monona..." I mumble and look down at my two fists resting in my laps.

It wasn't like I didn't like my last name, I was born in a such high classed family, and I inherited the powers of a Kanimoro. Kanimoros were those rare people with the power of a random Pokémon that was gifted to them. The thing was, even though your ancestors had the definite blood of the Kanimoro there was only a one in millions of chances you would get the power too.

I was the one who got this unfair power that you had to hide. If you showed too much of the emotion the power of your Kanimoro could overflow and possibly destroy a good amount of people's lives. Hah, we Kanimoros really are freaks like everyone else says.

I quickly stepped out of the car as soon as it arrived in front of my family's home Mansion Demichrona

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That was when I decided I wanted to change, I didn't know how but I was going to, if that was the last thing I would do.

I wanted to find out who and what I really was, I knew I wasn't just a freak that never would know why I existed and what I was for.

After my tenth birthday, I would leave Mansion Demichrona, maybe forever, or until I find out what purpose I have.

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