New story. Rated PG-13 like all my other ones, but it really should be close to R. But it's not. So if you're here, read!


Twilight's Requiem

By Yoshiman


Chapter 1


The day was peaceful and calm in Fairseason City, like it had been for much of the previous weeks. The cool wind blew softly, marking that spring was coming soon. The news broadcasted thunderstorms coming for the weekend, but no one was worried about it. It was another item on the news that caught their attention.

". . . a new drug being sold, one injection permanently turning the recipient into a half-human, half-pokémon. The federal government is still researching whether or not this is harmful to the DNA structure of the Hybrid, but there is a national ban on the substance. The government is looking into making any substance of this form illegal. . ."

"You hear that?" Marcy turned to Lisa, noting the announcement on the store display TV as they walked by it, "The media finally caught up with everyone else."

"Heh, yeah. . ." Lisa noted, pushing her long brown hair back behind her ears, "You ever considered getting it?"

"No real reason to. It messes up your DNA for life, so it's kind of like a tattoo all over your body."

"Hey, girls. . ." A particularly pleasing male voice behind them said, "It's not purely cosmetic."

Recognizing the voice, Lisa quickly spun around to face him. She yelled, "Robbie! . . Robbie?" It was Robbie, alright. But Robbie seemed to have changed from a normal teenager to a five foot tall half-human, half-Mightyena.

"Surprise!" Robbie yelled, throwing his arms out to her. Lisa seemed hesitant, but Marcy nudged her on the back and Lisa ran into his arms.

"Wow, Robbie! When did you do it?"

"It's been about three weeks now. . ." As his dark fur brushed against her skin, she noticed very quickly that his muscles had grown a whole lot since they last saw each other. That just added to the fact that it was so amazing to see him like this; his face had been replaced with the muzzle and complexion of a Mightyena, and his whole body was covered in the thick black and gray fur. . . his hands were rough, too, only having four fingers and tough skinned palms, but they still felt as gentle as always. . . his feet stood digitgrade, with four toes, much like his hands, and he rose up about another foot since he had taken the medicine. "Wow, Robbie, you're right. . ."

"I know. The coolest part is that I gain all the abilities of a Mightyena, too, and then some. Since I'm bipedal, look at this. . ." He stood back about four feet and raised up his palm. A tiny dark orb appeared in the air above his hand, and it started growing. "Robbie, that's amazing!" Lisa was honestly very thrilled with Robbie, but she looked rather saddened by something.

The orb dissipated when Robbie dropped his arm, "What's wrong?"

"It's just that I um. . . you probably expect me to get the treatment now, too, don't you?"

"Not really. . . I don't want to force you to do anything, but there is something. . ."

"What would that be?"

"Well. . . every weekend at least one Hybrid in town had been holding a Hybrid-only invite party. . . and those things are awesome. . ."

"Oh. . . so we can't go to the arcade like we always did? . ." She hadn't seen him for a month; Lisa hoped that they would be able to return to their old routine.

"Sorry, Lis. . . I'll see if I can this weekend. . ."

"No, Robbie, it's alright. . ." Lisa turned away, facing back down the path she was taking, "Just. . . go, alright? I don't want to keep you from it. . ."

"Lisa, come on, you know I'd rather die than. . ."

Lisa's words flared up, "Just go, alright Robbie? Go!" She stormed off down the street. Marcy took one more glance at Rob, gesturing for him to stay there, and she ran down the street after her friend.

"Lisa, what's wrong with you?"

"Marcy, I've heard about those parties! They all turn into a drinking fest and an orgy! My Robbie's been around those kinds of people, Marcy. . ."

"Those are only rumors, Lis. . . come on, you can talk to him; he's the same Robbie on the inside. . ."

Robbie walked up to them. Lisa looked back on the unfamiliar face of her boyfriend, "Robbie, is it true? Is it true what they say about those parties?"

"Lis, I gotta be honest with you, yes. They usually do end up like that." Lisa turned away. "No wait, Lis, listen to me. . . I might sleep with a few girls, but it doesn't mean anything. You're the greatest person in the world to me, don't run out on me just because of something like that. . ."

"Robbie. . . I'd. . . well. . ." Lisa knew she could easily remedy the situation by becoming a Hybrid herself. It was simple: It's easy to tell if a female pokémon was in heat by their scent that's picked up by a male pokémon. All those parties went off without a hitch because females in heat weren't allowed in; they were expecting everyone to get laid during those things. If she went into heat like a pokémon, she could very easily be able to sleep with Robbie without fear of getting pregnant. . . and she could follow him to the parties. . .

But she wasn't sure if she liked the idea of him sleeping with so many people all the time. And the drinking. . . invariably there was always beer or liquor at those places. How would she be able to explain it to her parents even if she wanted to participate? Why participate? She'd probably get missed on a check eventually, and she'd end up pregnant anyway. . . or she'd get drunk and die in a car wreck. Or. . . well, there was any number or incidents that could happen at a party like that.

She sighed again, "Robbie. . . I'll see you later, I have a lot of thinking to do. . ."

"Lis, please promise me you won't stop loving me because of a little thing like this. . ."

A little thing like that.


That was three days ago.

The dusty wood floor of the attic bedroom reflected the sunlight onto the desk; Lisa threw her backpack on top of it. With one quick motion she unzipped her backpack, and pulled out a hypodermic syringe, filled with an odd yellow liquid and capped with a rubber nub. Lisa sat down on her black cushioned swivel chair, just staring at the needle. All it would take is one little push into her bloodstream, and she'd become a Hybrid. Had she thought it through? She loved Robbie, that was all that mattered. . . or was it?

She didn't tell her parents. There was no cure, and it was better to beg forgiveness than ask permission anyway. But still. . . she'd be marking herself for life. What if it went out of style? No. . . it probably wouldn't, considering it's more than just a fad. . . it enhanced strength, eyesight, hearing, smell, and a lot of other things depending on the species. . .

Lisa grabbed the syringe. Yes, there's actually no reason not to take the drug. She always liked pokémon anyway, and wouldn't it be really cool to be like one? And the strength and power that came with it went unmatched by normal human standards, and the elements, and. . . Was there a downside anymore? Her parents wouldn't like it. . . but they wouldn't be able to do a thing about it. The school teachers couldn't do anything about it, neither could the government. . . they can't arrest anyone for taking a drug that wasn't considered illegal, much less a drug only taken once with a permanent effect. And Robbie. . . he'd always love her, she knew, but if she took this, that was a sure bet nothing would drive them apart. He goes to those parties, Lisa decided she would too. Turnabout is fair play, after all.

She uncapped the syringe, and positioned the needle on a vein in her wrist. She'd fall asleep after she took this, and wake up as a Raichu Hybrid. It was as simple as that; it never failed and there never was a case of shock or anything. You woke up naturally and could move as though you always had the body. But she never could tell how long it would put her to sleep; that's why she chose the afternoon. . . if she slept right up until six pm tomorrow, she'd still be able to make it to the party at Wallace's place.

Lisa pushed the needle into her wrist and injected the yellow fluid into her bloodstream. Quickly enough she became drowsy, and dropping the needle, she sauntered over to her bed and collapsed on top of it, falling into a very deep sleep.


Lisa woke to a sharp pain above her rear. She couldn't remember exactly what was happening, so her hand reached down to her jeans. She felt a long tail coming out of the clothes, but she wasn't surprised; she quickly remembered everything that happened. Sitting up in the bed she could see her arms and her legs were covered in a thick brown fur, but the weird part was that she had three toes on her feet and four fingers on her hands. It was very odd, because it felt so natural to her. Remembering her tail, Lisa quickly with her new claws cut a small hole below the brim of her jeans and slipped her tail through it.

She stood up and stretched; she felt wonderful. A mirror above her desk showed her new face. She still had her long brown hair, and the bone structure remained quite similar, but she did have the face of a Raichu, with the yellow cheeks, the huge ears, the small black nose and everything like that. It was almost dreamlike; she never considered herself to be good looking, but now as she faced her new self in the mirror, she was beautiful. . .

The alarm clock by her bed spelled out 6:00 am. Wow, she thought, that didn't take very long. Her parents would be gone soon, she decided to wait around a while until then. . .

"Lisa? Are you awake?" Her mom's voice came from behind the door. Lisa gasped; she didn't know what to do. She couldn't just go and lie to her mom, and she'd be coming in anyway. . . The door slowly opened. Her mom stood there, but didn't seem shocked by the new face of her daughter. But she did seem sad, "Lisa, I want to talk to you about the drug. . ."

"You saw me changing yesterday, while I was asleep, didn't you?"

"Yes, and the syringe on the floor." It was still there, lying coldly on the dusty wood. "Lisa, you made this choice without telling us about it first, but you are sixteen already. And. . ."

"Mom, I know exactly what you're going to say. You're going to lecture me on making choices, but the thing is I already know this is the right choice. There's no reason for me to not become a Hybrid, not that I can think of, and the benefits far outweigh the penalties!"

The mother stood there for a moment before responding, "I see. You believe this is the best choice for you, and neither me nor you father can do anything about it now, so. . ."

"Don't go into a lecture on me, okay?" Lisa was becoming increasingly aggravated by the presence of her mother in her room, "I know, Mom! Just stay out of my business, okay?"

He mother left without another word, and Lisa breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't care about what her parents thought, she only wanted to be left alone to experience her new life. . . and she would start, she thought to herself as she closed the door, by looking over her new body. . .


"Lisa!" Robbie was certainly surprised to see his girlfriend as a Hybrid, evidenced by the overjoyed expression on Robbie's face. She ran up to embrace him, and they did so happily. "So you decided to join the fun, I see. . ."

"I've never felt so good in my life, Robbie. . ." Lisa smiled, a few small sparks emitting from her cheeks, "It's wonderful. . . and I just look so much better than I ever have. . ."

"It really is the greatest thing to happen to me, let me tell you. I suppose you decided this fast so you could go to the party at Wallace's, right?"

"Maybe. . . I was a little apprehensive at first, but it might be a good thing to stop worrying so much and learn to enjoy it." She looked up; the clouds predicted for this day had indeed come and a light drizzle fell on the two. "Then we'd better get going before our fur is all soaked. . ."


Marcy was walking to school that next Monday, and the sun was still not out. The clouds kept the city cool, so she had to wear her black jacket. Lisa, on the other hand, was kept warm by her own fur, and didn't need to wear one.

"I still can't believe you went through with it, Lis. . ." Marcy half-muttered to her friend.

"I can't believe I haven't before. . . It's real wonderful, Marcy, you need to do it. . ."

"No, Lisa, there's probably some hidden catch to it that no one has found out about. . ."

"Seriously! I think you'd look rather charming as a Dragonite Hybrid, if you could find the mix. . ."

"That's not the point. Lisa, screwing around with DNA is to say the least stupid. . ."

"Stupid? So you think I'm stupid for gaining the power of a pokémon?"

"I didn't say that. . . but you really should have thought it over."

"I did think it over, Marcy. . ." The two girls passed through the doors that lead to the commons, "And I decided that there is really no downside to it. I don't even become barren. . . Which in itself might be a downside. . ."

"Are you hinting that you slept with Robbie?!"

"And umm. . . at least six other guys. At the party during the weekend."

"I cannot believe you, Lis! How is it that not but last Tuesday you were complaining about how much you despised the idea about going to those parties!"

"But it was so great, Marce. . . It didn't break up until about noon on Sunday. I know I passed out once because I drank too much. . ."

"You said you'd never touch alcohol in your life."

"Well, times change, Marcy."

A big limber Rhydon Hybrid passed by them in the hallway, "Hey, Lisa! How's it going?"

"Alright, Big John, alright." She replied as the two girls paused for a while to talk to him.

"Man, Lis, everyone is talking about you today!"

"Really? Like what?"

"Like how you just blew the party out of the @#$! water when you took it the @#$! off!"

"Lisa!" Marcy yelled.

"Well, so I'm kind of a lightweight. . ." She replied nonchalantly.

"Man, you musta gotten @#$! laid by every single guy there! And everybody showed up!"

Marcy stormed off in a huff down to her homeroom.

"Marcy, wait!" Lisa yelled, "Sorry, John, I'll have to ask you later." She ran down the hall after her friend, "Marcy, what is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you is what you should be asking! There's at least sixty Hybrids in this school, Lisa, and you slept with every single one of them?"

"Well, maybe you should have seen Robbie, then!"

"Oh? What happened to Robbie?"

"About three in the morning on Sunday, I saw him in the back of the room making out with Anthony."

Marcy blinked, "Are you serious?"

"And it went a little farther than that. . ."

"That's it, Lisa. You have got to stop going to these parties."

"It was only one, so far, and they'll be expecting me next weekend!"

"Hey hey, girls!" Sid, the lead trumpeter in the jazz band, walked up to the two. He was a Chinchou Hybrid, oddly enough. The weirdest part of it was, he hadn't been yesterday.

"Sid? You decided to take it?" was Lisa's initial reaction.

"Sure, especially after I heard what you did at Wallace's on the weekend! Man, those parties sound so much like the bizz-omb! Gotta run, see you this weekend!" He winked at her and waved bye to the two.

Marcy just stared at Lisa for a while, then sighed, "I suppose there's nothing I can really do about it. Come on, the bell's about to ring."

They entered Mr. Stalinbecker's classroom, noticing that he wasn't in today. Lucky for her, Lisa thought. Stalinbecker was suspected of giving Hybrid students in his classes lower grades. He was her biology teacher, and he was really convinced that Hybridism was unnatural. Still, it wasn't any reason to abuse kids because of choices they make. All the Hybrid students hated him for it. But he wasn't here today, a substitute was there instead, and she eyed Lisa carefully.

"Miss umm. . ." Lisa looked at the board for her name.

"Rein." the tall red-haired woman replied.

"Miss Rein, where's Mr. Stalinbecker today?"

"You mean you haven't heard?"

"Heard what?" Marcy asked.

"Mr. Stalinbecker was murdered last night."