PROLOGUE

The boy slid deeper into the cave, hoping to escape the harsh bite of the gale. He bit his lip, a habit that he picked up from Lauren, before turning to the kindling that he set out to dry. A pale hand emerges from the torn blanket, reaching out to run across the rough surface of the wood. It was still damp. He sighs and withdraws, hoping to warm himself. The boy stared at the wood, as if he could will it to be dry. He needed warmth. Now.

If only Lauren was here. The Fire type would already have a fire going. Tears formed in the boy's eyes but he willed them not to fall.

Lauren….He held her body in his hands, colouring them red. She was dead when he had reached her, her black eyes glazed over, forever staring at the drifting clouds. The boy had done all he could to revive her, like she was playing a joke. Maybe she was playing a joke? Lauren loved jokes.

He wiped his eyes, getting rid of the tears. He was alone, as he should be. He probably would be alone for the rest of his life.

The boy listened to the winds as it attacked the cave. His face refused to betray his emotions. Why should he? There was no one around to perceive him.

"Who are you?"

The voice was sudden, his head snapping upwards in search of its source. "A Pokemon..." He muttered in disbelief. It had been so long; the last Pokemon he had spoken to was Lauren.

"What else would I be?" From the looks of it, the Pokémon was a Gabite. The Dragon type Pokémon liked caves…right? "If you thought I was a wild animal, you were sadly mistaken." She continued. There was a permanent scowl on her face. The boy wrapped the blanket tighter around him, hoping to hide his identity from the Gabite. "What are you doing in my cave?"

The boy looked up at her. "It's cold. I didn't know it was your cave…" His voice was weak and timid. The Gabite's scowl lessened by the smallest margin. She kneeled, coming face to face with him. "My name is Grace." She continued to stare at the boy. He looked down, not meeting her gaze. She grabbed his chin and forced him to look up at her. Aggressive, he thought, and quivered.

"Where are your parents? Your home?" Grace asked.

"I don't have either." Lauren was the closest thing to a parent that he had, and he traveled on the road with her for as long as he could remember. "Listen, I'll leave your cave in the morning…."

"I don't think," the Gabite interrupted. "That will be necessary."

The boy frowned in confusion, breathing easier once the aggressive Pokemon released him. For a moment there was silence as Grace studied him. She reached out and tugged the blanket. The boy didn't dare resist, revealing his shock of blonde hair and wide brown eyes. "A Girafarig?" Grace tilts her head. "Your kind is rare around these parts."

Girafarig said nothing.

"What's your name?" Her frown deepened. She was growing impatient, he realized. He shook his head. "You don't have one?" Grace groaned in frustration. "I'll think of one later…." She shook her head. Girafarig bit his lip again.

"You know about the Academies, right?"

Girafarig shook his head again. Lauren mentioned them once or twice, but he never really knew what they were.

"They're supposed to train Pokémon to control their powers, but they work more as an orphanage." She shrugged. "This cave is close to the one I go to. How about I sign you up there?" Grace looked at him again, smiling; the frown that was coupled with it gave off an evil vibe. Girafarig shook his head again. "I'll just leave in the morn-"

He was cut off. "I'm going to sign you up, no matter what. And if you try to escape, I'll knock you out and take you there." Grace leaned forward. "Your move."

There was no way out of this. Girafarig sighed and nodded for the first time.

"Good. We leave in the morning."

There are two universes that mirror each other, yet are not the same. One world is the Pokemon world, where Trainers catch Pokémon and use them in battle. Then there's Yomyn, where Pokemon have taken control. This story takes place on Yomyn, and tells the story of a Girafarig that could change the course of history forever.

The OC sheet:

Name: (The same as a nickname. If there is no name, they will be called by their species. Surnames are not needed but advised)

Age:

Pokémon: (Legendries are not allowed unless you are a teacher. Umbreon and Espeon are not allowed because OCs for them have already been made. Last but not least, if they evolve in the story you will have to list it.)

Student or Teacher:

Moves: (6 maximum. Moves can be added with TMs and HMs, but they must be requested for later in the story.)

Grade: (Student. 6-12. Skipping grades is possible. If they are an exchange student, notify that here)

Subject: (Teacher. Core classes, art classes, gym classes, and Training are your choices. There can only be two Training teachers. If they teach a specific subject, write it here (i.e. Geometry, Woodworking, Swimming, etc.)

Classes: (Students. Seven classes, minimum)

Clubs: (Three clubs maximum)

Physical Description:

Personality:

History:

Pet: (Optional. Normal animals exist in this universe)

Crushes: (If none, write none. This can be changed at any time)

Other: