Disclamer: I have no rights to Pokemon, those belong to Nintendo and Gamefreak. This applies to all chapters of this story.
Bear with me, this is my first Fanfic.
Nightfur closed his eyes, as the next wave of cold passed over him. The transformation wasn't painful this time, but the temperature difference from that of a Lucario and that of a Glaceon was so different, that he couldn't help feel cold. If I ever find a way to fix this, Nightfur thought to himself, I'll never take heating for granted... even though it doesn't seem to help me in this case.
The sound of metal thudding on metal could be heard behind him. Nightfur turned, sensing Mnementh, the strange mechanical being that he found locked in a stasis container within a portion of the tower the Lucario he was the namesake of built. Mnementh was large, longer than Nightfur was tall, and made of a strange bronze colored metal that was stronger than the metals that Nightfur worked with in his tower. Mnementh possessed the ability to alter his form, taking on any shape that he preferred, or thought would help Nightfur, such as the most common form while the two were off doing something, a thick airtight armor that acted as a second skin, to Mnementh's natural form, a large mechanical scorpion.
Nightfur slipped a pair of goggles over his eyes, the band wrapping around his head the same color as Mnementh, and the lenses missing, having instead two pale blue photoreceptors. As they flickered to life, the dark world that Nightfur has gotten used to over the course of three years faded away, to be replaced with the bright, sunlit world that everyone else saw.
"What is it, Mnementh?" Nightfur asked, shivering.
Mnementh replied in his native tongue, making all sorts of mechanical chirps, clicks, and screeches that would be impossible for most to understand. Nightfur paused, the microchip in the base of his skull placed there by Mnementh working its magic, rendering the sounds into words, phrases, sentences.
"A relic, you say?" Nightfur was curious. Mnementh never lied to him, and the prospect of examining a piece of equipment that the first Nightfur had used, one that was yet undiscovered to him, thrilled him. "All right... but only a short while... you know how terrible I feel."
Mnementh replied back. I change forms all the time... and I don't feel terrible at all. What are you talking about?
Nightfur laughed, smiling. "First off... you don't feel the same way that Pokemon and humans do. And second off... you're designed to do that. Well... lead the way to the relic that you found."
Mnementh moved quite fast for such a large being, and Nightfur stumbled trying to keep up, as his legs weren't functioning quite like he was used to. Another part of the transformation, he reasoned.
Mnementh stopped, his form altering that to a replica of Nightfur when they first met, and pushed through the door, pointing to a half dome in a corner.
Nightfur approached carefully, looking at the object before touching it. One could never be too careful with something that Nightfur developed, as most of the things he made were lethal. Nightfur was shocked with what he picked up. A part of an eggshell... an old one. Memories suddenly flooded his mind, memories of events occurring before his hatching.
Nightfur stood, and silently walked along to the elevator, taking it to his chamber, cluttered with parts of machines and tools that he had no room for on his overcrowded worktable. Nightfur curled up on his bed, located next to a tank in which the first Nightfur recharged the mechanical implants in his body. He closed his eyes, and slept deeply, the first time in days, dreaming of times long past.