Story Notes:
For any confusion, these pokemon are feral in a seemingly natural/civil environment. A cross between. And more detail becomes evident as the story goes on.Also, as a big fan of DBZ and power-based things, this will have some minor swaying effect. Nothing like over 9000 references and kamehamehas, it still keeps the pokemon basis.
Prologue
Prologue
I'm panting heavily as my legs damn near give out on me. I've been running for what seemed like hours. Where am I? I have not the slightest clue. Every which way i look, there are dark narrow halls that seem to go on forever. Every time i take my chances on turning a direction, the only difference is that the muffled voices get louder and more violent sounding.
I end up turning around back into continual, endless void, not knowing if it'll help or not, just trying to take a guess on what path i was last on.
Why am I running? Simply fear. If i don't move they come closer, if i take wrong turn I'm done for. Left, right, no... keep going.
I blindly run straight into a dead-end wall. "This isn't good...." I said to myself.
I could hear the voices getting louder, louder still. Angrier, closer. The voices were hurting my sensitive mouse ears, I could've swore they were bleeding.
I curled up in the corner, covered my ears, and shut my eyes tightly. The screams got worse yet, and then suddenly became more clear. They went from muffled yells and screeches, to somewhat gibberish words. I could then hear, they were screaming my name.
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"Roy...Roy...Roy!" I jumped up and screamed, i was back in my room, in bed, the last place I recognised.
"My goodness, son! You almost gave me a heart-attack!" It was only my mother. She had jumped back a few meters from my bed after i opened my eyes. I must have scared her. I'm guessing she was trying to wake me up. It must've been why i heard my name.
"I'm ok mom...really." i said.
"I'm not so sure, I've been trying to wake you up for almost an hour now!" she was still freaking out a little. "You are really not looking well. You should stay home from school today. Besides it's already 10:00."
I wasn't really paying attention, i was covered in sweat, and out of breath. I threw the blankets off of me, they weren't helping at all. My body was extremely warm from head to toe. I can't believe i haven't gotten used to this yet, this is the third time this week I've had this nightmare.
I swung my small legs around and jumped off of my bed. I grabbed a towel out of the closet and headed over to the bathroom.
"No I'll still go to school, mom. There's no need in me skipping when there's nothing wrong with me." I closed the door behind me, and she followed and talked through the door.
"Are you sure, honey? You're still just a growing pikachu, and i can't have anything going wrong with you at this early of an age."
"Don't worry mom, I'm fine." I stopped and listened until I heard her footsteps walk away.
Yea, I'm a pikachu. Things sure sped up after i evolved. Well due to my dad's side of the family, i mature much faster than anyone else i know, so people get jealous of me for my stature, my personality, and most of all I'm more developed. I'm not the tallest in my class, only because I'm the only pikachu. But i do know for sure that I'm the tallest pikachu in the school.
I stared deeply into the mirror, simply gazing at myself. I didn't think much of my looks, i usually just look to notice how much i look like my dad. I had his eyes, a dark crimson, not exactly red, more black than red, but you could tell. I also had my dad's ears, my left one is always perked up, mainly reflexes i think, and my right kind of flops to one side, when I'm relaxed. I just wish i got to meet him, all i had to go off of was old pictures. He passed away when i was only 2 years old, that was 11 years ago, so i guess that makes me 13.
I stood there, gazing into nothingness for a good 10 minutes. Then I shook my head and decided to get into the shower. I was still really hot from before, but most of the sweat has either dried up or soaked into my fur. I turned the water on, and stepped in. The warm water felt so good against me, and i took in as much as i could. I really didn't get a proper sleep last night, and this water feels so good, I could just fall asleep right now...
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After getting ready for school and such, I started on my way walking. I lived some distance away from the school, so i had some time to pass. So i did what i normally do with my spare time, I ponder about something that i don't understand.
Right now, though, the only thing i had on my mind was my ex-girlfriend, she dumped me a few weeks ago, for some geek who goes to the same school as me. Now here's the thing, her excuse was that she felt unloved because we lived so far away, so why dump me for that reason and go out with some loser who lives in the same town? It didn't make any sense to me. I've always liked the feeling of being loved, it gave that one light of hope in living life in the first place. Without love, what's living even for?
All i have to go off of is the love of my mom, and my half-brother, who is a year younger than me. He doesn't have to go through the same things as me, because he has a different father than I.
Life was hell right now. My mom's having troubles coping with the fact that we barely have money for rent each month. We're practically on the verge of homelessness, and now I'm having depression issues, things are obviously not going well.
This usually happens when i think, my thoughts travel from one topic to another, and it upsets me a bit, thinking about how things could all go down to nothing within some unknown time.
-
My wondering had passed enough time to get me to school. It was lunch time now, and i decided to check in with my teacher. As I walked down the hall towards my classroom, pretending to ignore the accusing eyes of the other students. Most of them knew who I was, and that I'm usually late. I poked my head into the room, and she noticed me right away.
"Come in, Roy. I know you're there." she said to me without so much so as looking up at me.
"Uhh heh yea..." i kind of tiptoed my way in, with my head down. I hate coming in late all the time.
It bothers me when i make people angry, or upset. I cannot stand to see someone crying, I'll most likely break out in tears myself. I guess you could say I'm sensitive, because i am. I care more for everyone around me than myself. I will always put others before myself, you'll even rarely see me stand up for myself if i get teased or something.
"I hope you're not angry with me." I said quietly.
"It's ok, Roy, just try and show up on time more often ok? This is the third time this week." she didn't even bother to look up still.
"I'll try Ma'am. You see we have alot of issues at home and..."
"I don't care much for your life outside of this classroom, Roy. I only care that you succeed. If you have a problem at home, you can talk to counselor. Now have a good lunch, and I'll see you back here after." I didn't really know what to say. She wasn't sounding angry, but it hit me like a bomb anyways. It might be because she's a Raichu, and somewhat resembles my own mother, that I bare weakness to her. She wasn't the nicest looking raichu though, and was a fair share of being a bitch. I just nodded and went on to search for a place to eat.
-
I walked outside into the fresh air, i really needed it. I was having moments where i would get dizzy and almost collapse. That's what not sleeping will do to you.
It was Autumn, and there was a fresh scent in the air. There was a slight breeze that felt great against my fur.
"These are the only things worth enjoying at this time in my life. I wish i could make this all go away. I just need something to take my mind off of all this."
Another thing, is that i generally talk to myself out loud. I guess I'll always someone to listen to what I'm saying.
Then i heard my voice being called again. But this time it was a more cheerful voice. Then I noticed it was my best friend, Tybalt. He was sitting over on the bench near the playground, eating his lunch, and watching the younger Pokemon play.
He was a pikachu, like myself. He was a bit shorter than I, which was a given, and had a lighter shade of fur as well. The most prominent thing about him though was how optimistic he was. He liked to keep alot of his thoughts to himself, and liked to stare off at something every once in a while, always observing, and thinking positive.
His family was extremely wealthy, and i envied him for that. My mom always said it's good be around positive people, and my brother says it's good to have rich friends. I happened to have a friend who fits both.
I ran over to him and sat down next to him.
"Hey how's it going?" I asked.
"Ehhh, well as good as it gets at school i suppose, where were you this morning?"
"Slept in, I had bad dreams. It's a recurring one too so it's getting really annoying."
"Wow, that sucks. Anyways you missed it, we made fun of Justin earlier when lunch started. It was pretty funny."
I guess you could say Justin was kind of a friend of mine. He was a mudkip, and he was very mischievous. I knew him, and we talked sometimes, but we generally don't hang out at all.
"Oh ya. What'd he do this time?" i asked.
"Well, he was trying spitball people in class, but kept missing and they ended up all over the place in the room. And after class a bunch of us in my class and some from yours got him with a barrage of spitballs! You should've been there it was great!"
"Hahah yea that is pretty funny, I really should show up on time more often." I generally can't stand bullies, or seeing someone in pain or being tormented. But i think it's different when it's just another friend, then it's simply friendly playing, right?
He stared off at the younger students again. I got lost in my own thoughts, thinking about how he could stay so happy all the time, and what he could be possibly thinking about. I didn't realize i was staring right at him, generally when I'm lost in thought, i don't pay any attention to what I'm even looking at. He caught a small glimpse of me staring right at him.
"Ummm...why are you looking at me like that?" he asked. I snapped out of it, and felt kind of embarrassed.
"Huh....? Oh sorry. I was just thinking about something, and wasn't paying attention to what was in front of me. I didn't freak you out did i?"
"Well, no but it was kind of creepy...." he paused for a minute, and then started talking again. "We should probably get to class." I nodded in agreement and we went our different ways to go to class.
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After school, i decided I'd go with Tybalt to his house today. Generally the same thing happens, we play tag or some outdoor game like that, and then i stay for dinner and go home before dark.
His parents really liked me over, and they were really nice. I always enjoyed being over there, and i think they all like my company as well. I don't go over there too often, but when i do we have a good time.
He has a younger brother, and a younger sister. It's funny because his little sister likes to call me her big brother. I don't know why though.
We are getting into our teens now, but we really do have our childish wits about us still. I mean we still play the same games we have for years.
After we had dinner, he walked me home halfway, like usual. Just to make sure nothing happens to me, for most of the way.
-
When i got home, i decided to have a nap, i was still very tired, and all that running around with Tybalt just made it worse. But it was alot of fun.
"How was school, honey?" mom asked right away.
"It was ok, i didn't miss anything important so that's good." Mom headed up to her room. I flopped myself over onto the couch on my stomach and sprawled out as much as i could. My eyes felt heavy, and i slowly drifted off.
Sadly, it didn't last long. I was interrupted by my younger brother who decided to jump on me.
"Ugh get off of me, Bolt!" I shook him off and he fell on the floor. I tried to fall asleep again, but he jumped back on and laid on top of me.
"Hey, I told you to get off!" i yelled at him.
"Why should I?" he said. "I'm having to much fun!"
But then if this didn't catch me off guard, i don't know what would. He started rubbing his sheath against my rump, right near my tail. Then it felt like he was trying to hump me.
"What the hell?!" I got up and threw him off of me. "What do you think you're doing?" I did not understand what he was trying to do, he's my brother!
"I told you, I'm just having fun!" he said with an innocent smile. I almost fell for it, but no.
"No. I mean where did you learn that? You shouldn't be doing that, at least not to me anyway."
"Well my friend taught it to me. It's alot of fun! If you'd just let me..."
"No!" i snapped at him. "You're lucky I'm not going to tell mom about this! If you like boys instead of girls that's fine with me, but don't start doing...THAT to me. Understand?"
The innocent smile turned into a sad face. It was almost like he was going to cry.
"Ok, sorry....i didn't know." I kind of felt bad for yelling now.
"Well, you're not in trouble, but we need to have a talk about this. I'll talk to you about that tomorrow ok? Right now I'm really tired."
"Ok..." he slumped off of the couch and walked to his room. That was very strange. Who the hell taught him that?
I never had a problem with gay pokemon, in fact i think they are great. They have the courage to go up against what everyone else thinks, and do whatever it takes to fight for what they think is right. I mean i could never see myself being gay, but i see them as equals, as i do everyone else.
It just bothers me when my own brother starts humping me, it worries me a little bit. This simply adds to the number of options in my spare time. But not now, I desperately need sleep. I layed back down, and drifted off again...
I'm panting heavily as my legs damn near give out on me. I've been running for what seemed like hours. Where am I? I have not the slightest clue. Every which way i look, there are dark narrow halls that seem to go on forever. Every time i take my chances on turning a direction, the only difference is that the muffled voices get louder and more violent sounding.
I end up turning around back into continual, endless void, not knowing if it'll help or not, just trying to take a guess on what path i was last on.
Why am I running? Simply fear. If i don't move they come closer, if i take wrong turn I'm done for. Left, right, no... keep going.
I blindly run straight into a dead-end wall. "This isn't good...." I said to myself.
I could hear the voices getting louder, louder still. Angrier, closer. The voices were hurting my sensitive mouse ears, I could've swore they were bleeding.
I curled up in the corner, covered my ears, and shut my eyes tightly. The screams got worse yet, and then suddenly became more clear. They went from muffled yells and screeches, to somewhat gibberish words. I could then hear, they were screaming my name.
-
"Roy...Roy...Roy!" I jumped up and screamed, i was back in my room, in bed, the last place I recognised.
"My goodness, son! You almost gave me a heart-attack!" It was only my mother. She had jumped back a few meters from my bed after i opened my eyes. I must have scared her. I'm guessing she was trying to wake me up. It must've been why i heard my name.
"I'm ok mom...really." i said.
"I'm not so sure, I've been trying to wake you up for almost an hour now!" she was still freaking out a little. "You are really not looking well. You should stay home from school today. Besides it's already 10:00."
I wasn't really paying attention, i was covered in sweat, and out of breath. I threw the blankets off of me, they weren't helping at all. My body was extremely warm from head to toe. I can't believe i haven't gotten used to this yet, this is the third time this week I've had this nightmare.
I swung my small legs around and jumped off of my bed. I grabbed a towel out of the closet and headed over to the bathroom.
"No I'll still go to school, mom. There's no need in me skipping when there's nothing wrong with me." I closed the door behind me, and she followed and talked through the door.
"Are you sure, honey? You're still just a growing pikachu, and i can't have anything going wrong with you at this early of an age."
"Don't worry mom, I'm fine." I stopped and listened until I heard her footsteps walk away.
Yea, I'm a pikachu. Things sure sped up after i evolved. Well due to my dad's side of the family, i mature much faster than anyone else i know, so people get jealous of me for my stature, my personality, and most of all I'm more developed. I'm not the tallest in my class, only because I'm the only pikachu. But i do know for sure that I'm the tallest pikachu in the school.
I stared deeply into the mirror, simply gazing at myself. I didn't think much of my looks, i usually just look to notice how much i look like my dad. I had his eyes, a dark crimson, not exactly red, more black than red, but you could tell. I also had my dad's ears, my left one is always perked up, mainly reflexes i think, and my right kind of flops to one side, when I'm relaxed. I just wish i got to meet him, all i had to go off of was old pictures. He passed away when i was only 2 years old, that was 11 years ago, so i guess that makes me 13.
I stood there, gazing into nothingness for a good 10 minutes. Then I shook my head and decided to get into the shower. I was still really hot from before, but most of the sweat has either dried up or soaked into my fur. I turned the water on, and stepped in. The warm water felt so good against me, and i took in as much as i could. I really didn't get a proper sleep last night, and this water feels so good, I could just fall asleep right now...
-
After getting ready for school and such, I started on my way walking. I lived some distance away from the school, so i had some time to pass. So i did what i normally do with my spare time, I ponder about something that i don't understand.
Right now, though, the only thing i had on my mind was my ex-girlfriend, she dumped me a few weeks ago, for some geek who goes to the same school as me. Now here's the thing, her excuse was that she felt unloved because we lived so far away, so why dump me for that reason and go out with some loser who lives in the same town? It didn't make any sense to me. I've always liked the feeling of being loved, it gave that one light of hope in living life in the first place. Without love, what's living even for?
All i have to go off of is the love of my mom, and my half-brother, who is a year younger than me. He doesn't have to go through the same things as me, because he has a different father than I.
Life was hell right now. My mom's having troubles coping with the fact that we barely have money for rent each month. We're practically on the verge of homelessness, and now I'm having depression issues, things are obviously not going well.
This usually happens when i think, my thoughts travel from one topic to another, and it upsets me a bit, thinking about how things could all go down to nothing within some unknown time.
-
My wondering had passed enough time to get me to school. It was lunch time now, and i decided to check in with my teacher. As I walked down the hall towards my classroom, pretending to ignore the accusing eyes of the other students. Most of them knew who I was, and that I'm usually late. I poked my head into the room, and she noticed me right away.
"Come in, Roy. I know you're there." she said to me without so much so as looking up at me.
"Uhh heh yea..." i kind of tiptoed my way in, with my head down. I hate coming in late all the time.
It bothers me when i make people angry, or upset. I cannot stand to see someone crying, I'll most likely break out in tears myself. I guess you could say I'm sensitive, because i am. I care more for everyone around me than myself. I will always put others before myself, you'll even rarely see me stand up for myself if i get teased or something.
"I hope you're not angry with me." I said quietly.
"It's ok, Roy, just try and show up on time more often ok? This is the third time this week." she didn't even bother to look up still.
"I'll try Ma'am. You see we have alot of issues at home and..."
"I don't care much for your life outside of this classroom, Roy. I only care that you succeed. If you have a problem at home, you can talk to counselor. Now have a good lunch, and I'll see you back here after." I didn't really know what to say. She wasn't sounding angry, but it hit me like a bomb anyways. It might be because she's a Raichu, and somewhat resembles my own mother, that I bare weakness to her. She wasn't the nicest looking raichu though, and was a fair share of being a bitch. I just nodded and went on to search for a place to eat.
-
I walked outside into the fresh air, i really needed it. I was having moments where i would get dizzy and almost collapse. That's what not sleeping will do to you.
It was Autumn, and there was a fresh scent in the air. There was a slight breeze that felt great against my fur.
"These are the only things worth enjoying at this time in my life. I wish i could make this all go away. I just need something to take my mind off of all this."
Another thing, is that i generally talk to myself out loud. I guess I'll always someone to listen to what I'm saying.
Then i heard my voice being called again. But this time it was a more cheerful voice. Then I noticed it was my best friend, Tybalt. He was sitting over on the bench near the playground, eating his lunch, and watching the younger Pokemon play.
He was a pikachu, like myself. He was a bit shorter than I, which was a given, and had a lighter shade of fur as well. The most prominent thing about him though was how optimistic he was. He liked to keep alot of his thoughts to himself, and liked to stare off at something every once in a while, always observing, and thinking positive.
His family was extremely wealthy, and i envied him for that. My mom always said it's good be around positive people, and my brother says it's good to have rich friends. I happened to have a friend who fits both.
I ran over to him and sat down next to him.
"Hey how's it going?" I asked.
"Ehhh, well as good as it gets at school i suppose, where were you this morning?"
"Slept in, I had bad dreams. It's a recurring one too so it's getting really annoying."
"Wow, that sucks. Anyways you missed it, we made fun of Justin earlier when lunch started. It was pretty funny."
I guess you could say Justin was kind of a friend of mine. He was a mudkip, and he was very mischievous. I knew him, and we talked sometimes, but we generally don't hang out at all.
"Oh ya. What'd he do this time?" i asked.
"Well, he was trying spitball people in class, but kept missing and they ended up all over the place in the room. And after class a bunch of us in my class and some from yours got him with a barrage of spitballs! You should've been there it was great!"
"Hahah yea that is pretty funny, I really should show up on time more often." I generally can't stand bullies, or seeing someone in pain or being tormented. But i think it's different when it's just another friend, then it's simply friendly playing, right?
He stared off at the younger students again. I got lost in my own thoughts, thinking about how he could stay so happy all the time, and what he could be possibly thinking about. I didn't realize i was staring right at him, generally when I'm lost in thought, i don't pay any attention to what I'm even looking at. He caught a small glimpse of me staring right at him.
"Ummm...why are you looking at me like that?" he asked. I snapped out of it, and felt kind of embarrassed.
"Huh....? Oh sorry. I was just thinking about something, and wasn't paying attention to what was in front of me. I didn't freak you out did i?"
"Well, no but it was kind of creepy...." he paused for a minute, and then started talking again. "We should probably get to class." I nodded in agreement and we went our different ways to go to class.
-
After school, i decided I'd go with Tybalt to his house today. Generally the same thing happens, we play tag or some outdoor game like that, and then i stay for dinner and go home before dark.
His parents really liked me over, and they were really nice. I always enjoyed being over there, and i think they all like my company as well. I don't go over there too often, but when i do we have a good time.
He has a younger brother, and a younger sister. It's funny because his little sister likes to call me her big brother. I don't know why though.
We are getting into our teens now, but we really do have our childish wits about us still. I mean we still play the same games we have for years.
After we had dinner, he walked me home halfway, like usual. Just to make sure nothing happens to me, for most of the way.
-
When i got home, i decided to have a nap, i was still very tired, and all that running around with Tybalt just made it worse. But it was alot of fun.
"How was school, honey?" mom asked right away.
"It was ok, i didn't miss anything important so that's good." Mom headed up to her room. I flopped myself over onto the couch on my stomach and sprawled out as much as i could. My eyes felt heavy, and i slowly drifted off.
Sadly, it didn't last long. I was interrupted by my younger brother who decided to jump on me.
"Ugh get off of me, Bolt!" I shook him off and he fell on the floor. I tried to fall asleep again, but he jumped back on and laid on top of me.
"Hey, I told you to get off!" i yelled at him.
"Why should I?" he said. "I'm having to much fun!"
But then if this didn't catch me off guard, i don't know what would. He started rubbing his sheath against my rump, right near my tail. Then it felt like he was trying to hump me.
"What the hell?!" I got up and threw him off of me. "What do you think you're doing?" I did not understand what he was trying to do, he's my brother!
"I told you, I'm just having fun!" he said with an innocent smile. I almost fell for it, but no.
"No. I mean where did you learn that? You shouldn't be doing that, at least not to me anyway."
"Well my friend taught it to me. It's alot of fun! If you'd just let me..."
"No!" i snapped at him. "You're lucky I'm not going to tell mom about this! If you like boys instead of girls that's fine with me, but don't start doing...THAT to me. Understand?"
The innocent smile turned into a sad face. It was almost like he was going to cry.
"Ok, sorry....i didn't know." I kind of felt bad for yelling now.
"Well, you're not in trouble, but we need to have a talk about this. I'll talk to you about that tomorrow ok? Right now I'm really tired."
"Ok..." he slumped off of the couch and walked to his room. That was very strange. Who the hell taught him that?
I never had a problem with gay pokemon, in fact i think they are great. They have the courage to go up against what everyone else thinks, and do whatever it takes to fight for what they think is right. I mean i could never see myself being gay, but i see them as equals, as i do everyone else.
It just bothers me when my own brother starts humping me, it worries me a little bit. This simply adds to the number of options in my spare time. But not now, I desperately need sleep. I layed back down, and drifted off again...