Other Stories I've been Working On

Mystery Of Zero (WIP)

Okay so Pokemon story. Blood. Violence. It's not finished yet!!!!!!!!! Enjoy!

Mina. That's what I'm calling myself in this form... It sounds awfully innocent. I'm in an Eevee's form. Well, my natural form with a more natural look, plus it's basically female. My real name is Zero. Hmph. A small, male, torn up Eevee who basically has a curse that will let me change into any of my form's possible evolutions. Yes, that's right. I can turn into any of them, then turn into another. And then turn into my actual self. I can turn into the opposite gender too... well, in my forms. But in this form of an Eevee, I cannot, unfortunately, be completely ordinary. I've got this scar across my hip. Painful at times, and definitely slows me down. I'm running. Faster than usual. Faster then my legs want me too. It hurts to do this. But I can't get caught. He's chasing me. Yes, Tyler. Ha, why am I expecting you to know everything? Because you're just like me. Being chased. If you get caught, everything will be in a freefall. Everything. Anyways, Tyler is a Leafeon, and a spy who is ordered to catch me. He's clever and fast. He knows about three of my forms. This, Jolteon, and Espeon. I am out of sight for a very short time. A crowd is near. I switch to my own leafeon form. I call this one Ivy. "Ivy" is a male, and has shorter legs than regular ones. Perfect for dissapearing. I quickly crawl into the crowd. I avoid taller Pokemon's legs, it's difficult to. I see the small opening of an unfinished cave. I'm just small enough to fit. Now I'm back as my actual Eevee form. I'm not a very handsome Eevee, that's for sure. Scars, patches without fur, deep bite marks, and two different colored eyes. Yeah, Pokemon run away at the sight of me. By now you are probably wondering why Tyler is after me, and what I did. Or maybe not, and now you are. Very predictable, you are. Well, I'll tell you know that you are so curious. I steal. Often. It's hard for me to hunt regularly... plus, stealing is so much more fun! Sure, it's risky, but we all like to think that we could get away with stealing. Anyways, the Pokemon have cleared. Apparently time went by extra fast. It's very dark out now, and I crawl out. I can't spot Tyler. Good. I am too tired to switch out of this form. I yawned. My tail is almost ordinary, besides some bite marks, so I crawl back in and try to cover myself up with it. Just in case. My dreams are filled with normal fighting.... Let's not go into that. Maybe later you'll learn about my dreams. I wake up aching. And worst of all, I wake up to a small eevee and an Umbreon. I foolishly jump away into a wall, revealing my scars. I quickly move my tail back into position, hoping to Arceus that they didn't see anything. "Cookie... step back. He looks weak. I will accept us taking him to be healed." The Umbreon says to the Eevee, apparently named Cookie. "Cookie" nodded, and I am picked up in psychic. Luckily, I am in the same position. I hear a boom. I hear another. Closer. And Closer. The umbreon jumps away, pushing the Eevee away. That's the last thing I remember. I wake up after, on a soft bedding. I jump awake, snarling. The umbreon growls back, protecting the eevee. The young eevee looks at me and smiles, jumping away from the Umbreon and towards me. "Hwi! I'm Cookie, and this is Grumpy Shade. You looked tired and hurt, so we wanted to take care of you!" The Eevee, ahem, Cookie, said to me. "Shade" growled at me, pushing Cookie away. I had to lie. "M-my name's..." I thought for a moment. "Brownie." Gee, nice one Zero. What an ironic name. Doesn't matter, as the Eevee and Umbreon bought it. The Eevee ran around me, pulling me to a small room. "This is your place to stay until you're all better! Have fun!" Cookie said, leaving me in this room all alone. I saw a small Poke Bed and sit in it, relaxing my paws. It will be a while before they get back. I have time to rest and escape. Plus, I could fight them to get away. They appear weak. The Eevee would be no problem, and the Umbreon would be devastated about any harm that came to her. I shake my head. In this form, I'm so much weaker. Why don't I just change into another one of my forms? Because then they will definitely recognize me. So I'll escape now. I don't really need this foolish rest. I looked around. Dang it... security cameras. This won't help me. I can't switch forms with this... Oh well. The door is obviously locked. I used my claw to unlock it, and hear the soft padding of paws heading straight towards me. I would have enough time to lock it, but I doubt they didn't notice it's open by now. Unfortunately, I think that qualified as a jinx, and by chance, this jinx actually happened. I changed my mind. It's by my amount of luck. I'll have to make due. Remember that plan of going after the Eevee, that's what I'm doing. Sprinting towards the eevee, and using my claws to scrape her. It would take much more to actually knock her out, or furthermore, kill her. Of course, I am not planning on killing anyone. I see her fur is tinted red around the cuts. She is whimpering, teary eyed. I have no time to be pitiful, unfortunately. The umbreon, who I now recognize as the "hero" of a small Pokemon Center, is checking with her, and I see deep rage building in his striking crimson eyes. HE lets out a very low growl. He shifts slightly. I shift awkwardly. I can't run by him. I have to find a different route to the door. I see a box only a few meters away. There's a Pokemon-can't-jump-up-here-ha counter within jumping range.I run as fast as I can and jump onto the box, and before really positioning myself, I force myself to jump, nearly avoiding Shade's jaws. I sink my claws into the material of it, which is nearly like wood. I can't get my claws in far enough for me to safely pull myself up. BUt he's about to jump on the box. I have to rush. He can jump higher, so he'll either grab me and pull me down or chase me. In this form, I'm slower than him, definitely. I decide that the risk has to be taken. I rush up, and it looks like my luck decided to be merciful. He's jumping. I run painfully fast. It is a tight fit, but I manage. The possibilities of how he could kill me run through my mind. It could be with just a quick snap of my neck, or a deep bite or scratch that would make me bleed to death. I hold my breath, and jump down. I bolt to the door. Unfortunately I have forgotten about psychic, as the door slam shut. It'll take too long to use my claws to unlock it. I consider my options. The Eevee, ahem, Cookie, is staring at me. I figure she knows my real identity. Shade, however, is too angry to think about that. I could use her. That would be the smartest thing. Threats. It gets to the minds of even the most inraged. But, her intent, calm blue eyes absorb me. I won't do any further harm to her. I won't... can't... kill either Cookie or Shade. But don't think I intend on dying here. My thinking distracts me too much. Shade has latched his jaws onto one of my forelegs. Blood is streaming down my leg, dropping to the floor. Then the agony hits me. I cry out in a rather loud wail, swiping at where I think he was, desperate to at least loosen his grip. He lets go. I recoiled, jumping away from him, and somehow, near the freedom of outside. I bolt, barely touching the injured leg. I am quickly outside, the brilliant light or the sun nearly blinding me. I see trees, nearby. I change into my Leafeon form, aka, Ivy. The smaller, deformed legs never help in climbing, but in my frantic run, I am able to get up. My color perfectly lets me vanish. I see Shade bolt outside, and search for me. Of course, he does not find me. But I can't stop thinking about that Eevee, Cookie. I sigh, and start to regret what I'm doing. I'm climbing down. I'm running inside. I quickly change into my Umbreon form, and slipped into the shadows before the cameras could catch a glimpse of me. This form, my Umbreon form, is called Luna. Another female. Anyways, as you've probably guessed (Or perhaps not), many of my forms have deformities. This one is no different. I have my two front legs, making it very difficult to walk. But I manage. I walk along in the shadows, silent. I see the Eevee. She is still teary eyed, but up and okay. Some of her fur is still red. I sigh mentally. I am able to get out easily, and scurry into the forest. I avoid Pokemon's glares by quickly turning into Ivy. I see light. Assuming it's the moon, I run towards it. Mistake. It was somewhat the moon. But no, no moon. Instead, a horde of angry Beedrill who's wings were reflecting the moon. "Oh no..." I breathe. The look at me, obviously angry. The largest, probably leader, points at me with her razor sharp claw. I take a step backwards. Okay. Five beedrill. One Leafeon. Okay. i'm that idiotic. I'm going to turn into my Flareon form. But if I can avoid conflict I will. I growl warningly. No use. The first one launches at me like a bullet. I jump, barely avoiding it. I switch quickly, jump and confuse it, and use fire fang on the wings of my attacker. It cries in agony, swiping at me. Of course, it misses. Another launches at me. Boom. Hit. Oh and, this form is called Ember. And to my advantage, thick fur is covering my body, except for my paws and face. I fall backwards, and apparently, towards the cliff. Too cliche, huh. Well, deal with it. I'm trapped. Well, you expect me to fall, don't you> Well no. I quickly overheat, burning almost everyone of them, finishing the remaining with a flamethrower. However, I see a bigger threat. Shade. He's bolting over to me and the remaining Beedrill bow. Shade's growls fill the air like thunder. "You!" He shouts, and it feels loud enough to knock the trees down.