Chenja (Formally Prisoner)

Chapter One - Changing

While I was in my prison the daily routine was the same. I'd wake up at the crack of dawn and forced to do things that were not even fit for a pokemon to be forced to do (like to swim fifty-three lengths of a swimming pool in five minutes), but, I have to admit, if they hadn't done that I wouldn't be in my current position. Oh-no, I'd probably be long dead. Back to what I did. After my chores they chucked me back into my cell with some kind of cold meat for food (Not that I ever asked what it was, I was way too scared). Well, something changed that day...

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I groaned as the light flickered through my eyelids. I opened my eyes. Same cell. Same me. Same world. I sat up. Every few days I got a change of clothes, today was that day, and boy did I need them, over the course of about a week I'd drowned, caught fire, been electrocuted, and had almost froze to death. Just the normal for me but a nightmare for many others.

"Kiara." The voice of the kidnapper, Kids, sidekick Sundance moaned, pretending to sound like a ghost, I groaned and rolled my eyes, he was the least threatening bad guy out of the lot.

Then he came around by the door and unlocked it so that I could see him properly. "Training." He said that one simple word that brought shivers down my spine.

I stood up, I'd learnt long ago that it was no use putting up resistance, you just ended up being beaten, so what was the point?

I followed Sundance, or as I liked to call him, Sunny, down to the training room. Today was day training. I'd almost mastered it. It was defence, much easier than night training, an offence. All that happened was they hurtled attacks at me using Pokemon and a force field popped up around me, shielding me from attacks.

Like normal Pokemon attacked, there were eight this time. Mighteana, Houndoom, Golduck, Electrivire, Tangela, Wevile, Girafarig and Tyrantar they all fired great attacks and I expected the force field to pop up...but this time it didn't. Those attacks hitting me at once was enough to drive anyone insane, but, it was just what my body needed. I changed.

My body started mutating, it burned, oh how it burned but the pain was nothing compared to those attacks colliding and hitting me, when the pain finally ebbed away I was different to say the least, my two legs and no furred human body was gone and had been replaced with this.

A four legged brown furred brown tailed white maned white tail tipped brown eyed Eevee.

I was a Pokemon. That had been the only thought racing through my head, and I needed to escape...now.

I leapt over the other Pokemons heads (which is actually quite high considering there was a tyanitar and electrivire) and landed on Sunny's head. Now I was cross. I figured that if I concentrated I could transform again, into a different Pokemon, I was right.

I did transform, but this time a white light went over my body and instead of it hurting it felt wonderful, as if all my worries were just gone, just like that.

Maybe I wasn't that strong, but did that matter? Eevee's where puny. I was not going to be that brown furred mess for longer then I needed to be. I was now orange. A normal, orange Flareon

I leapt off Sunny's head and flamethrowered him to ash. I had no regrets and still have none...almost.

The Pokemon scattered after that, some escaping and some getting backup, I didn't care though, I was finally free!

I saw a window. I could escape. I knew that I could. But I didn't want to, at least, not just yet, I would crush this building to a pulp if it was the last thing I did!

I ran down the corridor, checking every room then burning it. I was on my tenth room when the wind was knocked out of me by a young rattata, probably three months old, maybe less.

It glared at me and said, in the most childish voice ever "I will show no mercy!" I rolled my eyes and started to walk away from the young rat but it clamped its jaw on my tail and refused to let go.

I sighed. I didn't want to have to kill this misguided Pokemon but I would if it wouldn't let go. It didn't.

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Friends, I won't tell you what happened then, I'll just tell you the start and end of it you can use your imagination for what happened in the middle, I leapt at Rattata, it ended up burning in the flames.

Now, if you do not wish to read on, I do not blame you. I have never truly forgiven myself for what I did that day.

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I stared at the burning carcass, not believing what I'd just done; I'd killed an innocent child. I was as bad as Team Rocket. I turned to flee but a Ratticate was blocking my way. A female Ratticate with tears in the corner of its eyes.

"You killed my son." It hissed "I will never forgive you for that. You will pay!" it screeched then attacked me.

I was beaten pretty quickly. I was only a Flareon for Christ's sake! It's not like I could beat it even if it was blindfolded, plus I'd never been trained and it was probably at level 100!

It had me down; about to slice my jugular and end my pathetic existence when it got rammed off me in such a way she almost followed her son into the flames.

I looked up to my saviour, a very over-protective looking Arcainine.

"Leave. Her. Alone." The massive fire type growled

"Never." The Ratticate hissed

"Then I'm sorry." The Arcainine pinned the Ratticate to the floor and murmured sincerely "Sorry." Before slicing her neck.

Blood poured out of the wound and The Arcainine looked towards me "She had gone mad with greif. It would've never left her, she would've punished others for what you did. It was for her own good." The Arcainine talked in short sentences, I wasn't sure if that was because she was upset or if she always did it.

"Oh yeah, you might want to know, I'm Roiyaru, it's Japanese for Loyal, you can call me Yaru though." Yaru told me

"Umm, okay, I'm Kiera...but" I paused, Kiera was the name of a dead girl, a lost girl, a missing girl, did I really want that to be my name? No. That was the simple, truthful answer, but what could I call myself? I needed a name, definatly...so I said the first thing that came to my head "...You can call me Kiara."

Yaru smiled "Well, there is still a fire...want to run for your life with me?" she offered

"With pleasure." I answered, feeling happy for the first time in years as we ran from the fire that could never catch us.

A/N: Thanks for reading and a special thanks to my first and only reviewer! Woot!

You actually got close, like your OC she is an Eevee and at the time she can only use some moves when she gets angry or is in danger.

She transformed because the moves that hit her where the types: Normal, fire, water, electric, dark, psychic, grass and Ice, if you noticed...the caused her body to mutate, now she can change when she wants!

Yaru will be an important character in it and will act like a motherly figure, just telling so you know what to expect.

Velociraptor Girl here's your Kiara/Kiera the Eevee plushie!

Here's another question: Why do you think I called Yaru her name? Winner gets a Yaru plushie!

T-T-F-N!