The Metamorpho Project was created to make a Pokémon/Human hybrid. It succeeded. The man behind the desk sighed and put the file down. These mutants were stronger than a regular Pokémon and a regular human. They were dangerous. Someone knocked on the door. "Enter," the elderly man said, leaning back in his chair. A man in a black guard's uniform, unlike the man behind the desk's crisp white suit, entered the room. He stood there, silent until the man behind the desk sighed again. "What is it?"

"S-sir," the guard said, looking at his feet. "Number Thirteen escaped."

The man in the white suit was silent, then he glared at the guard. "Well? What are you waiting for? Go find her!"

"Yes sir!" the guard cried, running out of the room. The man in the white suit turned around, looking out of the large window behind him.

"She sure has spirit. But we'll catch up to her. It's only a matter of time..."

I almost screamed. There a sharp pain in my head. Suddenly, it stopped. I sighed and leaned against a tree. That surge hadn't been as bad, but who knew what would happen next time. My name is Autumn. At that moment, I hoped the past week had been a dream. Holding my breath, I touched the top of my head. I felt two flaps and almost cried. I held out my arm and pinched it. Then, I really did cry. "Shit!" I turned and kicked the tree I was leaning against, sending it toppling over. I looked at the now uprooted tree and pinched the bridge of my nose. A light purple tail, matching my dress, hair, and boots, swept across my arm. "I hate this!" I screamed. There was a rustle a few feet away from me. I swore under my breath. "Too loud."

"Yep," someone new said. Before I could respond, my arm was twisted behind my back. Wincing, I looked behind me. There was a woman with a black leather jacket, a black t-shirt, black pants, and blond hair. I swore under my breath. How could I be so stupid? Of course they would send somebody to take me back.

"Let me go," I muttered. "I don't want to hurt you."

She laughed. "How can a runt like you hurt me?"

"You asked for it..." I murmured, closing my eyes. A blue aura surrounded the woman. She let go of me and got thrown back. I turned and crossed my arms. "Like that." I bent down and took her jacket. "Mine now."

The woman looked furious, but was injured badly. "You... brat,"

"Thank you," I said, walking away.

A small fire started ahead of me. I immediately stopped and put up my arms defensively. A guy's voice said, "Who's there?"

"Depends," I called back. "Who's asking?"

The voice laughed slightly, and next thing I know, a boy with blond, red, and orange hair, red eyes, and teal ears on the top of his head. He was wearing a teal and cream hoodie and cream pants. I relaxed. "I'm Tyler. Or Number Seven. Part Quilava. You get the idea. You weren't sent after me, were you?"

I giggled. "Nah, I'm running from the people who were sent after me. I'm Autumn, Number Thirteen. Part Espeon."

"Lucky number," Tyler said, winking. I laughed a bit more. "Hey, Autumn? Did you find any more of us on the way here?" I shook my head. "Oh. You see, you're the first Gijinka I've seen since I got out."

"Same here," I said. "Really, you're the first living thing I've seen that hasn't attacked me or tried to bring me back. Then again." I pointed at the small fire in front of me. "Am I allowed to assume this is your doing?"

"Yeah," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry. I thought you were-"

"Hostile, I get it," I finished. "I would've thought the same thing." Another sharp pain ran through my head, this one worse than the last. "Not again..."

"Autumn?" Tyler said. "What's going on? Are you alright?"

"I-It happens sometimes," I muttered, trying to keep from blacking out. "Like a surge. Ah!" I leaned against a tree, holding my head. "This is one of my worst ones."

The Quilava Gijinka grabbed my hand. "C'mon, I've got a cave. It'll keep us safe. For a little while at least." I nodded and followed my friend, the pain unrelenting. After a moment, I fell. Before I slipped into unconsciousness, I heard Tyler call my name.

Well, how was that? I'm alone for this story. I DO NOT OWN POKÉMON. Ok, now that that's over with, I am in dire need of OCs (Original Characters). I refuse to update until I have at least two more OCs. Please look at the form below. Please submit in review! I will not put it in the story unless you put it in review!

Name: (Simple enough)
Number: (Pick an experiment number other than those above and listed in reviews.)
Pokémon crossed with: (Again, none of those above or in reviews.)
Gender: (I KNEW I forgot something!)
Appearance: (This will be a great help for me, as I do not want to just guess for every Pokémon listed. This includes clothes)
Personality: (Pretty simple. What is the character like?)
Opinion of Autumn: (Self explanatory)
Opinion of Tyler: (See above)
Opinion of others in story: (What do you think of the other people who've applied? I plan on including everyone who applies in the story at one point or another. If you're the first review, you don't have to do this.)
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