Well this is a second fic that I've been working on for the last few weeks. I actually had the idea of this fic back when I was still in high school about three years ago. This idea was one of the best ones that came to me back in those days and because of that I never thought that I was good enough to actually put it down in writing. However, I decided that it's time for me to try a hand at this and see how it results.
Before you start you should know that his fic included "Pokemorphs' in a way however, it's not what you would expect actually, Pokemorphs are Pokemon with human features...think about that and you will notice the difference once you reach the end of the chapter.
@NoirGrimoir; @System Error; @Prof. Lugion;
Mentioning you as requested.
Anyways with that in mind I hope that you enjoy and remember to read and review.
The night sky shone brightly; casting a beautiful shadow upon the large canyon. Silence filled this beautiful ridge; the cold wind blew through the area, creating a soft ominous whistle. The Pokemon around the canyon had long since gone into hiding, with the Pokemon of the night now coming out to search for prey to feast on.
A pack of Mightyena wandered around in the bottom of the crater; their tails waving around with the wind as they scouted the place for any Pokemon too slow to hide. The pack raised their heads in surprised when a shadow fell upon them from atop the ridge.
The shadow quickly passed by them; however, they still stared as they saw a large moving contraction drive by on the top of the canyon. The Pokemon quickly turned away and decided to go back to their business.
The large RV coursed through the borders of the canyon, occasionally bouncing due to the rocks scattered around the road. A boy stared out the window from inside of it, his bored expression staring at the shining moon.
The boy sighed, putting his head down on the wooden table in front of him. His reddish brown hair waved over his forehead as he stared at the girl that sat on the other side of the table from his; his frown never subsiding.
Unlike her brother the girl was enlightened completely; finding the ride to be enjoyable. She combed her doll’s hair gently, carefully moving the comb down its hair while humming happily. She raised her head to look at her brother. “What are you looking at?” she asked with a frown.
“Just at a weird girl playing with her dolls.” The boy pointed out with annoyance.
“Now kids don’t argue.” Both of the kids looked up to see a woman walk out of the RV’s bathroom, a smile on her face and beautiful pink lips as she looked at her kids. “We came here for a family vacation so you should get along.”
“Mom I’m twelve now.” The boy sighed with frustration and leaned against the seat. “Why do I still have to be dragged off, I told Roger that I was gonna go to his party.”
“Mom! Jessie’s being mean!” The little girl whined as she pointed at her brother, something that didn’t help in changing the Jessie’s mood.
“Sam it’s rude to point.” Their mom giggled. She knew that their kids argued a lot, even if there were only a few years of difference between them. She grabbed the little girl’s hand and gently lowered it, making her daughter smile a bit.
Jessie just gazed upon them, not changing his expression one bit. He didn’t understand why he had to travel with them, he had a life of his own too and he couldn’t just put everything aside. “Next time I’d rather just stay home.” He grumbled before he stood up from the couch.
“You know kid, family’s just as if not more important than friends.” Jessie turned towards the driver’s seat. He hated his step father, always acting like the cool guy and making him look bad in front of his mom and sister, Jessie only needed one dad and he was no longer there. The black haired man smiled at him, the wrinkles in his face showing a bit more as it stretched slightly. “You’ll cherish the memories you make, besides family’s all you’ve got at the end of the day.”
Jessie groaned as he paced to the bathroom; his arm swatting the air when he turned around. His mother looked down at the floor as she petted Sam’s head, who was now happily giggling while playing with her dolls. “I know you miss him, but this is our life now.”
“I’m gonna go on my journey when I turn thirteen,” Jessie said harshly. “Then you can all live your wonderful life without me.” With that he opened the door to the bathroom and proceeded to walk inside.
He knew that he had overreacted but he just didn’t see what they liked. It had been four years since his father’s death sure, but that didn’t mean they could just put everything behind them. He leaned against the wall, his face looking downwards as he clenched his fists.
He knew that it wasn’t easy on Sam or their mom either, he could still recall the days his mom would cry or how Sam would always ask where their dad had gone.
Jessie shifted towards the floor, his face now becoming filled with shame and remorse. His mom was obviously trying hard to get over things and she was finally happy again and he has no reason to make his sister unhappy either. Finally there was his recent step dad who was at least trying to make his family get over their slump.
“I hate it when I realize my mistakes.” Jessie sighed. He turned around to look at the window of the bathroom, a small square shaped glass that allowed him to see the night sky outside.
He was able to see multiple shining stars passing by in the sky, something that caused Jessie to raise an eyebrow. “That’s weird, I didn’t know there was going to be a star shower.” He scratched his chin curiously.
That’s when he noticed something else, one of the stars seemed to be descending slowly as it flew. Then, before he could even react the star collided from miles away, creating a large cloud of smoke as well as an explosion that managed to shake the road below the RV.
He heard Sam’s screams and wails from outside of the room as well as the sound of the wheels skidding around so as to not tip over. He quickly grabbed onto the sink; though it was to no avail as he still fell to the floor with a loud thud.
His head was buzzing and everything around him was shaking now. He could still hear Sam’s cries but he could also hear something else, more explosions. “What’s going on?” Jessie groaned as he stood up.
“Jessie are you okay!?” He heard his mom call out form outside of the bathroom, though he was still trying to stand up right.
“I’m fine mom!” Jessie yelled back as he reached out for the handle of the door.
Then everything went dark, his eyes closed on instinct and all he could feel was his body thrown against the wall. He heard a loud explosion not too far from him as he bounced along with the RV.
Like a rag doll he swerved and he could also hear the sound of crashing metal and the screams of his family from outside; probably trying to do their best to stop themselves from being hurt.
He didn’t know what was happening, it was all supposed to be a normal vacation, but now it had all turned for the worst.
Finally it stopped and as he laid there on the ground there was only one thought on his mind, Sam and his mother's wellbeing. He moved his hand slowly but his body wouldn’t budge at all. He noticed something strange though. His hand, it felt softer in a way as if something was covering his skin.
It wasn’t something like fur, but rather feathers; it tingled against his skin. Slowly he began to stand up, almost as if all the pain he had suffered from was finally vanishing. He groaned once more; finally getting on his feet.
As soon as he stood a soft crack was heard throughout the room. He raised his head slightly before looking down at the floor; or rather the door that was where the floor was supposed to be. Jessie’s eyes widened and before he could do anything to get away his body fell through the door, creating a large crack as the sound of breaking wood spread through the room.
He fell to the ground; letting out a loud yelp as the pain from the crash spread through his back. He stood perplexed though when he once more started to feel the pain it vanished. Normally something like that would’ve been enough to break someone’s spine if they hit themselves too hard, but he was completely fine.
It was at this point that Jessie realized something she should’ve before, it wasn’t just his hands but rather his whole body, when he fell it had been as if his fall had been cushioned due to the fact that he hadn’t even felt the floor…or rather the wall. Under him was the door of the RV, which finally allowed him to realize that the whole thing had been turned sideways from the crash.
He scanned the area around him; though it was hard for him to see anything through the darkness of the room. He walked deeper into the RV and began to roughly make out some shapes, one of them was lying motionless against the wall and the other one seemed to have been caught in the aisle that separated the driver’s seat and the couches.
Jessie’s heart began to skip, his eyes opening wide as he began to realize what he was staring at. He tried to move, to get closer and check on them, to see if there was still hope. It was to no avail though and the more he thought about what was lying in front of him the more his body refused to move. He looked towards the aisle, knowing that it had been his step dad who had fallen there. His head seemed to had suffered from multiple hits and was bleeding so much that his black hair had now turned a darker shade of red.
“Shit…you have got to be kidding me…” Jessie stuttered and then looked down at the body that was only a few inches away from him.
Jessie’s mother was sprawled on the floor, her face covered in blood and her mouth being halfway open. She seemed to have gotten her neck twisted as her head was slightly cocked. As Jessie stared at his mom’s motionless body it finally began to dawn on him, She was holding onto another body; one that Jessie didn’t need to see to figure out who it was.
“….Sam….” Jessie’s lip quivered in fear. He, with every fiber of his being, turned away from his family. He had to find a way to get out of the RV and see what had happened on the outside, but mostly he wanted to get away from it all, to forget about what he had just seen, to forget about the fact he had lost them all.
Jessie opened one of the windows above him and climbed out, noticing that he seemed to have more arm strength that he had believed.
However, it was when he had finally gotten out that he noticed why he had felt so different before. His body was now surrounded by orange colored feathers, arms, legs, his face and everything. He looked down at his legs; finally seeing the pair of talons that were where his legs once were. He hadn’t noticed it before due to the commotion but his body felt hotter than usual, as if the feathers were providing extra heat for him.
The feathers as well as the features, he had seen them all before; though it had only been in textbooks. Torchic, a fire Pokemon that can be found in Hoenn, though a rare one.
Of course, knowing what he resembled didn’t make things any better for Jessie. His eyes fell on the orange feathers with shock and bewilderment. What had happened to him? How could his appearance suddenly change completely?
That’s when Jessie finally gazed upon the site before him. He was standing a midst a sea of flames. Everything had been burned, from the rocks to the few patches of nature that could’ve been seen and even some Pokemon seemed to have been charred by the flames. Jessie didn’t say anything, instead looking in horror.
Amidst the flames he saw a lone black figure, its body slowly making the flames that were in front of it form two different sides; almost as if its sheer presence caused nature itself to fear it. Jessie stared at this figure and stepped back. Even he could feel it, a heavy weight that fell on top of him, pushing his body with the intent of breaking him down.
He stared at the creature as it finally walked out of the flames. However, while he tried to make out its appearance his fear would only allow him to see one thing, those black colored eyes, completely devoid of any kindness or feelings, eyes that reflected his own grief.
It was supposed to be a normal trip, he was supposed to act like the whiny teenager and then change his ways in the middle of the trip. That was not the case though and everything had changed now, his life had changed in more ways than one.