Pokemon: The Mutant

AN: Hey! What's up my EeveeArmy? (That's what I call my followers! ^.^) This is my first story, and I'm still kind of a noob on Wattpad, so please feel free to give me ideas on how to improve. Anyhow, this is a Pokemon story. I came up with this idea while watching "Avatar: The Last Air Bender" and listening to the song "This Is War" by 30 Seconds To Mars. Well, I hope you enjoy!

Pokemon: The Mutant, chapter 1: Meet Neon

-Neon's POV-

I woke up, expecting to hear my parents making breakfast downstairs, but instead, found myself in the small, confined, space of a cave.

I looked around, confused for a few seconds. Then everything came back to me. It felt like being hit in the face by an 1,000 pound brick!

The kings.

The war.

Fighting.

Determination.

Betrayal.

I frowned. I had all hoped it was a dream, but that didn't seem like the case. I lightly patted the Mightyena sleeping lazily beside me.

It seemed like my life was thrown away from me ever since the war broke out in the Pokemon world. It all started when the three mutant kings overthrew Arceus, taking control of the Pokemon world, and trying to enslave everyone to do their dirty work.

My parents started fighting, and went to the opposing sides: Light and Dark.

And apparently my friends my so called 'friends' turned their backs on me for the 'greater good' or some crap like that.

Now, you may be wondering, "Mutants?! In the Pokemon world?! What?!" Well, mutants in the Pokemon world are half human, half Pokemon. They are able to transform. When they transform, they still look like humans, but they have Pokemon features. That's my secret. I'm a mutant Zoroark. I still don't have full control of my powers, so I can only transform during a full moon.

When I transform, my short, brown hair, turns into a Zoroark like pony tail, my hands turns into paws- Well, claws I guess I should say. Heh. Thats the same with my feet.

since the war began, I decided to create the resistance. It consisted of the ones who didn't want the kings to rule, and my 'friends'. Until....

I scowled at the memory.

-Flashback-

Three shadowy figures jumped from tree to tree, trying to be as stealthy as possible. The one in front hoped down from the tree, and at the edge of a cliff, the other two following more slowly.

"Neon?" One of the girls in the back asked. She had short, dirty blond hair, wore a red shirt, a flame necklace, and a Vulpix hat on her head. "Are you sure this is a good idea..?" She continued,

Glancing at her companion standing next to her. She had long, black, hair, wore a black shirt with a creeper on it, jeans, and had stunning green eyes.

"Ya.." The black haired girl agreed. "Abby is right.. We shouldn't be doing this, Neon." She said, nodding to the one called Abby.

"Holly, Abby, we can do this." Neon replied, without turning around to face them.

Holly and Abby exchanged glances with each other, then, all of a sudden, a crooked sneer appeared on Holly's face. She quickly grabbed something sliver out of her pocket, and pointed it at Neon. Abby made no reaction to this, she just stood there with and evil look on her face.

"Alright guys.." Neon nodded toward a small fire in the distance. "That's the Dark side's base. We need to get in, and destroy it." She continued talking, her back still turned to them.

"This will be easier then I thought..." muttered Holly under her breath. Neon must have heard that, because she whirled around to face them.

"H-Holly?! What are doing?!" Neon eyed the silver gun in Holly's hands. "I-I thought we where friends!"

"Wow, you really believed that? Your more gullible than we thought!" Abby sneered.

"Traitors!" Neon growled. She felt tears brimming in her eyes.

"Say bye-bye, Zoroark girl!" Holly snarled, and pulled the trigger.

Neon gasped as she felt the sharp, metallic, bullet go through her chest. She felt the breath get knocked out of her as she felt the ground move out from under her feet. She had fallen off the cliff.

-End of flashback-

I snarled. Those jerks didn't deserve to live.. Just then, I heard a familiar voice.

"Neon!" I turned around, and found my self facing a young girl about my age. She had long, light brown hair, a purple jacket, white t-shirt, black pants, a brown cat hat, and hazel eyes.

"Oh, hey Michelle.." I sighed. "Is something wrong, Neon?" Michelle asked. "No.. I just wish that this war wasn't going on.." I sighed. "Ya.." Michelle agreed. Michelle said she had found me at the bottom of the cliff, bleeding badly and half dead. She had taken me back to the cave, or the base of the resistance, and the medic brought me back to health.

Just then, there was a sound of a loud CRASH! Followed by an explosion. One of the members of the resistance burst through the cave entrance, with several wounds.

"We're under attacked!" He yelled.

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AN: Alright! Done and done! Please tell me what you guys think! Also, sorry if it seems short, i'll try to update tomorrow, but I have school so.. :C

Well, that's all! Neon out!