Okay, I've probably rewritten this for who knows how long.

To be honest, I've didn't feel any motivation to write fanfiction for a long, long, time. One thing being that I was a lot more focused on school, as well as games like Destiny and such. I was also a bit focused on drawing, and a lot more on role-playing.

Not to mention that I was on other sites like DeviantArt (Not the best, but does allow you to at least put OC/FC profiles and drawings on there), and Archive of our own (which I'll admit has weird stories given that the site is a lot more leient on mature/NSFW stuff.)

You can follow and favorite if you like the stories so far, but don't expect much updates for now.

Who knows, maybe one day I'll have the motivation to write fanfiction more.

Marth~

Hello, you're probably wondering who I am. Who "Marth" is. You clicked on the answer to that. Well, at least me, Marth Dovah. If you heard the name Marth before, you probably played either Fire Emblem or Smash Bros. My meema certainly has, but more about that later.

For now, though, I hope you enjoy reading my story. I got quite a story to share, and it has plenty of bizarre moments.

One thing I would probably tell you is that the pokémon world you're used to is not the same as my world. For one, you got Hybrids and Anthros alongside the normal looking pokémon and humans. You also got humans using aura, most using it unknowingly, though. Not everyone has the same amount of aura.

Basically, one thing of advice I can give you about this... pretty much don't expect it to be a pokémon world that would be similar to what you're used to.

After all, anything can happen.

And with that, let's begin.

The Beginning

For most of you, you probably won't be able to remember what it was like when you were born. After all, not everyone is a psychic or has eidetic memory.

But me? I can remember clear as day when I first opened my eyes. I saw my meema and my father looking at me lovingly. I remember her soft pink fur and her baby blue eyes, as opposed to the red eyes of my father with big pupils.

My father, on the other hand, he looked like a cross between a horse, and a centaur. Golden hooves and a wheel that he wore on his midsection. Although he had a long neck and he looked like he had a helmet. I remembered as he nuzzled my with his white fur.

I knew what looked like. I was a mew like my meema, but I had black fur all over, and my eyes were red instead of blue, and I had pupils that looked like those of my father. I also had a wheel like my dad, but it was silver, looked like it was made entirely of silver colored aura, and it was floating an inch behind my back.

I wasn't able to stay a mew for long, however. But I'm getting too ahead of myself. You see, they knew I wanted to explore outside of my home eventually. So they wanted me to prepare myself. While my father taught me the basic and advanced uses of aura, as well as some of the history of the world. My meema was the one who taught me the more practical stuff about aura, which is used in the form of pokémon moves.

What? You thought pokémon come up with moves magically? Well, I guess you would call it magic, but they are actually using aura. Moves like Aura sphere isn't the only move involving aura. Not by a longshot.

Anyway, come a year later, and I found myself looking at humans. At the time, though, I thought they were furless pokémon wearing something strange.

I looked at my meema when I first saw them. "What are they, Meema?"

My meema just giggled and looked at me, "Those are humans, sweetie."

I looked at the humans in curiosity. My father hated humans because he said they betrayed them. He told me that they were greedy, and willing to stab us in the back. But from what I could see, they seemed to be harmless. They also seem to get along with their pokémon very well. I looked at my meema. "They seem awfully nice don't they?" I asked her. It wasn't like I didn't like them, but I was also weary of them.

She smiled and rubbed my head. "They're not all bad, Marth. But you have to remember, that there are bad humans as well as good ones. Even if you become friends with one, you would have to be careful about who you trust." I nodded and continued to watch them, "I know he hates humans because of what they've done to him. However, I don't think he would want you to hate them because he does."

I smiled a little. "So why did you bring me here?"

She giggled, "I'm going to teach you how to transform into one."

I looked at her in surprise. "Can I even transform into a human? I mean, I am a pokémon."

She just sighed and shook her head, "Humans are pokémon. They could even use aura at one point in time. However, they changed and most humans nowadays are detached from the world. But they still have one thing that most wild pokémon don't. The ability to think and react in battle. You see, most humans capture and train pokémon. While it may seem cruel to separate them from their families, there are pokémon that actually like battling, some even love it."

I tilted my head, mostly in curiosity, "What about the ones that don't want to fight?"

My meema sighed, "Well, that would depends on the pokémon you ask. While the wild ones that love fighting are usually the ones that have friendly battles with each other, there are those that would have to fight to survival and don't like it. They can come to like battles if they're friendly."

I nodded. I thought I could see what she was talking about. I wouldn't like battling if I had to fight for my life either. "But why transform into a human?"

She shook her head at me. "Because we're considered Mythical pokémon. They only know about mews because of myths, they don't even know that we exists." she said, "And if any pokémon young or greedy trainer sees you, they will try to capture you. Believe me, it's annoying to try to break out of one of their pokéballs."

She sighed a little bit, taking a breath before continuing, "Anyway, our only chance of interacting with them without them freaking out is by disguising as one of them. I can turn into a pokémon easily, but that's only because I was the one that created them. Humans are a lot easier to transform into as it doesn't take a lot of energy. Even less than turning into a pokémon that the size of yourself."

She looked back at the humans, "I want you to study how they walk, what they look like, how they talk, everything about them." I nodded and stared at the humans. I could feel my meema enhance my sight and hearing as I didn't know how to do so at the time.

I watched what they did for hours. And I'm quite surprised about them. They were talking a different language I probably wouldn't have been able to understand if I didn't hear the same language from my meema, alongside her pokéspeak.

I was startled by the tap on my shoulder and turned quickly, sighing in relief that it was my meema. She giggled and smiled before holding out a paw that was holding onto a pecha berry. I smiled and took it before quickly eating it. "Thanks Meema." I said to her. I really liked the sweet taste of pecha berries.

She nodded and sat down to me, eating her berry. "So I'm guessing you had a long look at the humans and how they move?" She asked me.

"Yeah." I replied, nodding happily. It was really interesting to see the humans. I told her about what I saw. some of them are friendly to each other, while others were walking alongside pokémon. Some of them even talking to them. She smiled happily as I told her everything I saw.

"Hehe. Yeah, humans are not pokémon, but there's not much of a difference between them and us. Infact, there was once a time where there wasn't a distinction between us." she explained to me. I tilted my head while she smiled, "In fact, some even mated."

"Mating?" I asked her, curious.

She just giggled and rubbed my head, "You'll understand when you get older. Anyway, why don't you try to transform into one?"

I was a bit surprised that she thought I could turn into one now. "Really? Isn't there more to it than just seeing them?" I asked her curiously.

"Well, yes. But not as much as you think. Now sure it if was a psychic who doesn't normally transform into humans, like let's say a Gardevoir, even though they have a human-like body, they would have a hard time. But us as mews, it's pretty easy. All we have to do is think about our forms and let our aura do the work for us." she explained to me.

I just simply nodded. I'm glad that I'm a psychic type and able to take everything in. If I was anyone else, I would probably be lost. I looked at the humans some more before closing my eyes and focused on what I want to turn into.

In my mind, I was thinking about my human form. First, I formed a human body. A naked one at that as they don't have fur, scales, or anything of the sort like we do. Just skin, as well as the functioning parts of the body. Then I thought about the hair. I was really interested in dragons. While they are hard-headed, most of the older ones are loyal to their friends and will protect them at any cost. So I made my hair appear dragon-like.

Then I thought about clothes I wanted to wear. Aside from the basic undergarments, I just went with black clothing all around. Considering that my fur is black, it's not really much of a surprise. Not to me anyway. As for the type, I just wore a comfortable t-shirt and shorts. As well as some standard shoes. Just ones I could slip on and off easily without having to worry about anything like ties or velcros, but I had to make sure they wouldn't just slip off when I didn't want to take them off.

After I thought about my form, I thought about transitioning into it. It felt weird feeling my body grow and my tail recede into my body so that it doesn't appear. After I have transformed, I blinked and looked around. I felt just a bit taller, but it feels weird to feel things in a different way. I smiled as I looked back at my meema. "It feels weird, but also exciting." I said happily.

She smiled back and rubbed my head. "Well, that's good, now try to change back."

I nodded and closed my eyes again, I imagined the transition from a human back to a mew, a reverse of what I did to transform into a human. However, I only felt my tail coming out of my back, as well as my clothes coming off of me, replaced by fur. I opened my eyes and looked around me, only seeing my tail, which was larger as my human form was bigger than my mew form. "Meema? I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be a mew by now, yet the only mew part of me shown is my tail and my fur."

She frowned and touched my head as she closed her eyes. I felt her mind poking around my body as she was checking me. "Well, I didn't expect this to happen." she said as she opened her eyes, "Somehow you turned yourself into a hybrid."

I tilted my head. "A hybrid? What is that?" I asked her curiously.

She smiled at be before giggling. "Well, Marth, a hybrid is a special mix of pokémon and human. They do look like humans, but they also have traits of a pokémon. In your case, you have your tail, and part of your hair look like mew ears. Not to mention your eyes are still the same as they are when you were just a Mew." she explained to me.

I smiled and hugged her. She just purred and hugged me back as I felt her tail wrap around me. "I think there's someone you'll want to meet. She's pretty nice." she said, nuzzling me.

I tilted my head. "Really, who?" I asked her.

"Lady Rin. She's a queen of a human town called Rota. We know each other pretty well." She said to me as she cuddled against me.

I smiled and rubbed her head, getting my meema to purr and lean into my touch. "She seems pretty nice. Think we can go see her now?"

She looked up at me. "I think you should get used to your new forms first." She closed her eyes and got comfortable, "Besides, this is nice."

I couldn't help but chuckle as I went to a nearby tree and sat down, her sitting down in my lap and snuggled me with her back to my front. I snickered a bit as I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a belly rub, getting her to purr some more. "It feels weird cuddling you like this when you cuddled me the same way."

She just giggled. "Yeah. It feels nice to be cuddled and petted."

I smiled and closed my eyes, relaxing with my meema, wondering what will come next.