Two Different Worlds [EVEN SLOWER UPDATES]

Chapter 1: New Beginning

I can't live like this anymore. I can't stay strong anymore. Nothing will ever change. Not for me. Just not for me.' The 12 year old girl thought as she ran through the dense forest on all fours. Yes, she wasn't a normal human. She wasn't a normal person, after all. How many people or Pokemon have the ability to transform into the other?

This girl wasn't ordinary, that was for sure, and neither are the people chasing her. Team Rocket, the sinister force of evil that everyone knew about. Her life just can't get worse.

She let out a weak call as she ran across the forest, hearing two people calling out at her.

One told her to run away, the other told her to come towards him. She couldn't make up her mind, crying once more as she finally dropped to the ground in exhaustion.

I-I'm sorry... Guys....' Her eyes closed as whiteness took over her vision.

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The female opened her eyes in shock, she had noted that her mind all hazed and confused as she sat up quickly, a little too quickly. The blood rushed to her head as she collapsed once more onto the sheets. 'A bed. Something that humans would use. A ceiling, the thing that covers a human's house. So... I'm in a house, with one human or more.'

Her eyes trailed down, finding the rest of her new body, complete with legs, arms and the chest . 'Well, I can't complain, at least I'm female.' She frowned as she turned and slipped off the bed, Her animal like instincts made her look to the right, at a picture of a girl, with green hair, red eyes, a boy with cobalt blue hair, gold eyes and another boy with dark locks, with onyx eyes. The girl had a small smile, the blue haired boy had a playful expression, and was shown kissing the girl's cheek, while the other kissed her other cheek. They seemed to close.

There was a small mirror beside the picture, so she supported her body with her left elbow as she reached for the mirror, picking it up and placing on her lap as she sat up, her back against the back board. She noticed that she had a green cape on, and knee-high green boots. She exhaled and picked up the mirror with a really bad feeling.

When she peered at the reflective glass, she was greeted by an older version of the green haired girl in the picture. Two scarlet red eyes stared back at her, the girl blinked in surprise before seeing clear droplets on the mirror.

She was crying. Why? She was also confused, the pictures she had seen earlier on in her mind were fading. Fading into... Into... nothing. Pure whiteness, nothing was in her mind. Nothing at all. She stood up shakily, taking a few steps before stopping.

She shook her head, sinking down onto her knees in horror, not wanting to forget. Not wanting to know that everything she had ever known about was a lie. No. She wouldn't ever want that to happen, but it was too late. Her eyes opened as she placed her hands over her mouth, wanting to throw up, the feeling was so strong, that she had trouble keeping her vomit down.

'Who am I? Where am I? How did I get here? What's my name? What's my... name?' The questions swirled in her head, but none of them were answered. Her eyes glanced downwards, her legs were bare, except for the black shorts that stopped at mid thigh. She had a scarf on, and a tank top. Green sleeves covered her arms from her biceps.

The girl stood up, her mind completely blank at this time. Her anger was overflowing, along with her hatred and her sadness. Confusion and curiosity continued to bunch up in her already crowded mind. She was going to have to live, to live without any regret. Which means that she cannot stay around this human house any longer.

"It is time to leave everything behind." She chanted this sentence three times. "It is time to leave everything behind. It is time to leave everything behind." She only hoped that it would be true, that her mind was strong enough to take her farther.

Deep inside, all of her memories stayed, they all stayed. Stayed hidden, only when she found the person that meant the most to her, this 'curse' would be broken. But she didn't know that.

"A name that suits me. A girl with such a different look... A name that is only for me. Me and me alone." She mused as she pushed open the wooden door.

"I know!" Her innocent crimson eyes lit up. "Virizion. My name is... Virizion." A light smile settled on her petite features, her pale skin flushing with a light pink, indicating that she was proud of the name.

Giggles escaped the girl as she ran out of the house, her laughter loud and echoing through-out the woods.

Her life would be restarted, at the age of... The age of 12. What a lovely fate she has ahead of her. The darkest secrets coming to the light, the pain-filled relationships and the strong, inseparable bonds that she will create with many others. How fun.