Aviva The Half-Breed Pokemon

A Very Important Kick-Off

A dainty aircraft coursed through the grey clouds in the air. It consisted of only two pilots and two passengers. The seats didn't have any safety belts to be buckled on. Packets of snacks littered the floor. There were Nuts of Every Flavour, Chips of Every Colour, and drinks stored in flasks with weird shapes. No restrictions on whatever items to be brought on the flight as four of its passengers were dangerous properties themselves.

In the cockpit, sitting on the right seat, a chubby creature with yellow fur was munching an apple. Sparks sparkled out of the red electric pouches on its cheeks as it swallowed the last bit of the fruit. After wiping its hands on its royal blue uniform, it adjusted its hat that had gone askew. Its long yellow ears, with black stripes at the pointy ends, tweaked at the engine sounds. "Pika, pika," it reported the flight status through a mic; its lightning-shaped tail swung in delight.

"Bulba, bulba," the captain acknowledged the co-pilot's announcement.

With the height of two feet and four inches, it appeared a foot taller and broader than its co-pilot. Unlike its co-pilot who had a natural coat of yellow, the captain had turquoise skin with darker teal patches. As it concentrated on the path in front of its spaceship, two vines grew out of the dome-shaped seed on its back and lingered above the instrumentation panel. Though the spaceship was now on Auto-Pilot Mode, the captain had to stay alert. 

The white pupils in its red eyes shone with excitement as it tried to make a turn.

Out of nowhere, a meteorite, fiery and humongous, sped towards them. 

"Pika, pi!" A tumult of noises soon infused the entire aircraft as the co-pilot shouted in panic. 

"Bulba, bulba!" The captain moved the vines rapidly and accidentally shutting off the electricity.

By luck, the captain managed to steer the aircraft slightly further than its original path. Both pilots watched the meteorite swoosh past their windscreen in awe. Unshed tears of fear welled up the co-pilot's brown eyes. The captain patted its shoulders with its vines, trying to comfort it. 

All of a sudden, a loud bang came from behind them, and the flight deck door swung open. 

"Char, char!" One of the passengers, an orange-scaled reptile who could stand on its hind legs, began its contemplation on both of the pilots. Two fangs elongated from its upper jaw, looking intimidating. Due to its anger, the flame at the tip of its tail burned fiercer.

"Squirtle, squirtle!" A cerulean turtle, who could also stand on its hind legs, pushed the reptile away. It pointed to the reptile as it told the reptile to shut up and let the pilots concentrate. "Squirtle, squirtle!" It continued scolding as it pulled the reptile back to their seats when--

A meteorite hit the aircraft's body, followed by another one, and another one.

All four of the creatures were thrown to the middle section of the aircraft at the momentum.

Panicked, the reptile blew fire all over the plane. A metal roof fell down and knocked it to unconsciousness. The turtle looked disapprovingly at the flame and shot jets of water out of its mouth, trying to put it off. Eager to help, the co-pilot closed its eyes as it channeled its inner power to its face. Seconds later, sparks of electricity sparkled out of the electric pouches on its cheeks and traversed incredibly quick through the medium of water. The captain gasped at the chaotic scene in front of it. In order to protect itself, it whipped the co-pilot, urging it to stop. For some intense moments, they forgot that they should actually control the falling spaceship.

Amidst the maelstrom, meteors rained down on the aircraft. Their scream ricocheted around the night sky as their plane plunged into a wide spread of forest. They had initially come out for a midnight stroll but now it seemed that they could never get back to their home sweet home.

Billows of dust and specks of dirt showered the aircraft, extinguishing the flame in no time. 

Wild hares hopped away at the blast. Squirrels hid into the holes on the trees. Even crickets didn't dare make a sound. Only a curious beige-furred kitten braved itself to approach the steaming aircraft. It meowed as it halted at frequent intervals. As it closed in, it sniffed the air more anxiously. Upon hearing the sound that the paws were making, the co-pilot opened its eyes. Feebly, it struck the foreigner with a bolt of thunder. That was the last bit of its energy. 

With a whimper, its body went limp.

Before its eyes sealed completely, it caught a glimpse of a halo forming above the kitten's head. The kitten wriggled, trying to rid off the circle of light, which was now binding around its neck. A golden pendant grew on its forehead; its bones cracked as its body enlarged.

Within seconds, the kitten had morphed into a form that even itself couldn't recognize.

That was the beginning when everything in the habitat changed.