Distortion Rising

Distortion Rising: Origin

The world of Pokemon, once was full of legends awakening and villainous organizations that seemed to threaten the world at least once a year. It was an exciting and terrifying time, but it didn't last. The chaos eventually died down and the entire world has entered a time of peace, and while many people welcomed this time of peace, there was a young man who lived in the quiet region of Johto, in the even quieter Cherrygrove City who became bored of the constant state of peace. He was normal in every way imaginable and yet, deep within him housed a desire for chaos. A desire for him to break out of the mortal turmoil he was born into, to be reborn as something greater. He had studied and worshiped the more sinister legendaries for some time now. Darkrai, Yveltal, and Giratina being the ones he's had the most interest in. It was a day like any other, sunny, quiet, and dreadfully boring.

The young man was in the middle of worshiping Giratina when it finally happened, his big break, his chance to break free, he had made contact. Many years of peace had weakened the sinister ghost dragon, appearing before the human as nothing more than a small shadow that resembled the dragons true form, and then, it spoke.

"My my you're unusually persistent aren't you? Very well. You have an audience with me. Speak mortal." the human was stunned, it had finally worked he had managed to reach Giratina. Though something had caught him off guard. Giratina sounded unusually feminine. In his research he had learned Giratina, as well as many other legendaries were predominantly genderless.

"Oh did I stun you? Hmhm I've just taken the form most appealing to you which just so happened to be a female. Your books on legendary pokemon are slightly off. Gender just doesn't matter to us. We can take the form of whatever we wish. With that cleared up. Why did you summon me mortal?" The ghost dragon asked with thinning patience as it began to glare at the human who was still stunned, after a moment he finally broke the silence, bowing in respect before speaking.

"Ahh yes! I summoned you because I've grown bored of these peaceful times. I wish to gain the power to spread your influence throughout the land. If you'd allow it of course." Giratina paused, it was an unusual request for sure. Humans were taught to fear her and yet, there he was. A willing servant to spread her influence to all.

"Interesting... Very interesting." She pondered, swirling around the human, getting every detail of him through her eyes. He was painfully average, he wouldn't get anywhere with his current body, but without any chaos she had gotten rusty, her powers waning a bit, her sphere of influence slowly decreasing. Her mind was made up.

"You are a strange mortal. Your offer is enticing... HOWEVER! Your body is useless to me in its current form. I sense your desire for power though, to be something far greater than a mere human. Very well human. I will grant you my dark blessing human. In return you are MINE. You will obey me and together we will spread my blessing not just to you but to the entire world! Do we have a deal human?" From the ground a black tendril, tipped with a red claw erupted, pointed at the human.

"Shake on it and let us enter a glorious partnership." The human wasted no time, walking up to the tendril to shake it, only for the spike to suddenly stab at his hand before retracting and sinking back into the earth. "You stabbed me! I thought we had a deal!" The stunned human sputtered as he rubbed his stabbed hand only to realize what should of been a deep gash in his hand was instead an odd black patch on the palm and back of his right hand that seemed to be slowly growing outwards, and it felt like... scales?

"It only hurt for a moment did it not? I thought it would be best to not tell you. Like ripping a band-aid off in a split second." She said with a coy smile as she watched over the confused human.

"Like I said. Your current body is useless. I'm going to make you into my own image... with a few twists. I don't just want some copycat on my hands." She said with a sinister chuckle as the humans hand had turned completely black, golden claws sprouting out from where his finger tips once were, his pinky merging with his ring finger leaving his hand truly monstrous, the black scales slowly growing down his scrawny arms, as the scales covered over his skin the muscle underneath began to bulge out, his right sleeve straining a bit as his entire arm had soon been completely enveloped by the scales now, his right sleeve tearing due to the sudden growth of muscle.