The Last of Her Kind

1 : True Forms Revealed

Chapter 1 : True Forms Revealed

Do you ever notice how life is like a ride in the car? When you look ahead you can see everything clearly, and when you look behind it is clear as well. But when you look to the side it goes by too fast to notice what is there. It is like life. But not for me. Everything is the same for me. Past, present, and future. I wake up early every single morning to get my sad excuse for a morning meal, then work in the mines or sing for the cruel guards. Yep, this is my life. But today in particular was different. It was like any usual morning, getting my meal and then get harrassed to sing for the mean guards that have us locked away in these cages like animals. The air was stale, smelling of alcohol and coal fist as always. But today one of the guards was a little too drunk and tried to grab me.

He took my arm harshly saying" Hey baby. Why don't we go somewhere where it's dark and private?".

Disgusting man, this makes me want to curl up in a ball and die. Like I will go anywhere with him. His breathe reeks of alcohol, I want to run away but his grip is tight around my wrist. I push hard on his chest but he is strong, much stronger then me and keeps his grip on my wrist, his nostrils flaring in anger. 

Of course I pushed him away but he was persistant and got mad at me for the push away. He was about to strike me when a bright green light surrounded me and slowly turned orange. My long tangled green hair, turned silky, orange and curled at the top of my head. Also on my head rested a black hair piece shaped like a music note. My ripped black dress turned pitch dark, unripped and curled like a ballerina dress at the ends which came to my thighs. Around my waist was a orange silk belt with a silver music note at my side. On my legs I wore knee-high white stockings with black lace around the edging. On my feet were black ballet flats. Resting on my forehead just above my now bright orange eyes, rested a thin, silver curcuit with a almond sized orange pendant in the middle. On my hands were orange gloves that went up half way up my arms.
I felt a new power within me. No sadness or despair. Just hope, courage, and strength. A orange light surrounded the mean guards and threw them to the wall, knocking them unconcious. Slowly everything turned back to normal.
The glow went back to green. My hair and fell down in curly waves but kept the silky feeling. My outfit changed to a black thigh, high black and white laced dress. At the two ends of my dress were two large tassles. The belt turned green. The gloves turned white. My stockings and flats stayed the same.
The pendant turned blue and my eyes turned blue and green. They resembled poke-balls. The other prisoners just stared at me as though I was about to sprout wings and a tail. Some were shocked. Others seemed to know exactly what was going on.
Before I could ask what was happening, one of the prisoners spoke.
"Miss Melody, might your last name be Nightingale?" He questioned.
" Yes ,it is." I anwsered questioningly.
The prisoner nodded calmly and spoke, "Finally a Nightingale has returned! This rare race of Pokemon has returned to the Earth to save us from the ever growing darkness that threatens us each second it still dwells on our planet!"
While the other prisoners chear, all I can think is, " I am part of a rare race of Pokemon? Me?"

I manage to take in some of the information. Here I stand in this little dungeon attempting to sort out my thoughts. While I'm doing this, the other prisoners are cheering. "What...Am I?" I manage to stutter out. " You are of the most elusive of Pokemon. You are a Meloetta. A legendary Pokemon with mystical powers still unknown to humans. They can also take the forms of humans, like yourself. The man explained. " I am Kiba, Miss. Pleased to make the aquantance of such a Pokemon." Mystical powers still unkown? Some how I'm managing to stay awake so far. I risk a question. "So... I am like a magical creature with rare and strong powers?" Kiba nods. " I suppose you could say that Miss Meloetta." Kiba replied. " Please, call me Melody. It fits me more I think. " I ask hopingly. " As you wish Miss Meloet- I mean Miss Melody." Corrects Kiba. Before I can ask another question,a thick grey smoke fills the room. It smells fainlty of mint and something... Something else... I can't tell... My head feels very light now... After that.... Well... I'm not sure actually what is happening. My mind is pretty fuzzy right now. I try to do something but these large people just push me back and I fall right back down. I think they are guards. I'm not sure... Before I go unconciouss, one of the guards whispers into my ear, just low enough for me to hear, and me alone. He says, " We found you Nightningale. After all this time waiting in this dump prison, we have found the air to the Nightningale family. Trust me, we have waited for this moment. Dreamed of it in fact. Now, just sleep for us like a good little girl." His hot breath sticks to my neck, distustingly. My last glance before I lost consciousness, I see that what I thought is a gaurds, had odd uniforms. They had a symbol on the back which is kinda round... or is it square? My vision is blurring drastically. That was the last thing I saw before my battle of consciousness ended. I lost.
Hia everyone. Sorry that it may seem kinda short but I am still thinking of what to put next. Like the poeple she will encounter, or more recently, Where is she going to end up? I have many ideas going through my head for the story and my other stories too so I may not always be on this one. If you have any comments, questions, or even feed back please comment. I would love some feedback (Hopefully only positive but I guess that doesn't always workout my way huh?) Anyways, thanks for reading, 1 : True Forms Revealed.
-EmberUchiha :p