Prologue: The First Victim

Chili sat on the butter yellow couch. He traced the white leaf pattern with his finger. Why'd Cilan choose this ugly couch? Oh well. It's better than that lame bubbley blue one Cress wanted.

He pulled out his marbled green notebook and grabbed the bright pink fuzzy pencil- it was the first writing utensil in his sight. Yuck. Cress is weird for liking pink fuzzy pencils. Oh well. It's better than that pen with pink ink that Cilan wanted. At least this one is graphite. I can't believe I'm related to those two.

He began writing. Once upon a time, there was a Pansear named...

"What are you doing, Chili? Not another one of your random Pansear tales, I hope."

"Bug off, Cress. You know I like Pansear."

"Yeah, sure. You're really lame, Chili."

"Your face is lame!" As he spoke, the clock tolled midnight.

Oh, no! I have to get out of here! I can't let Cress see! Chili stood up and started running out of the room.

"Come back here, Chili! I'm not-"

NO! I can't shift, not now! It was too late. Chili felt the shift coming on. His fingers started shrinking, the little and ring ones melded into his hands. Red fur was sprouting out of his skin. He felt himself shrinking, his ears growing larger.

Cress stared in horror as Chili transformed into a Pansear. "I-I'm going to tell Cilan what you are!"

"NO! You wouldn't!"

"I have to!"

"I didn't want to do this Cress."

"What are you talking about?"

The little fire monkey launched himself at his human brother, claws extended. Chili slashed open Cress's neck, spilling the blood of his only friend.

"I'm sorry Cress. I had to. I hope you'll understand one day." With that, Chili jumped out of the window and swung from the fire escape onto the roof of the next building.

He didn't stop moving until reached the edge of Pinwheel Forest. The young gym leader slumped down in the tall grass as dawn light bathed the world in a new day. Once the second transformation ended, he started running again. He had to get away from his home town. Pinwheel forest wasn't far enough.

Sirens wailed down the street, causing people to look out their windows. Why were police cars and an ambulance headed towards Striaton Gym?

A/N: Yeah, it was really short... The next chapter will be MUCH longer. So, what do you people think so far?