Chapter 1

10/11/79

The leader of the vipers power gang talked to his executives via face cam over the computer.

"Sir are you sure your safe from the hunters there?" One executive asked.

"Positive, if this bunker isn't safe nowhere is," Their leader responded, "So can we please get to business?"

"Of course sir," He said. "As you can see from the chart…"

A ruckus came from outside the leaders' door causing the men to tense up. But, the sound suddenly stopped allowing them t breath a sigh of relief. Though that was short lived due to the leaders bodyguards' lifeless body flying threw the door and colliding into the man. Following the body was a man in a black and gray outfit and wearing a red trimmed fedora.

"Tsk tsk Mr. Rodregas, You should have known you couldn't hide from us," He said to the viper leader who just pushed the body off of himself.

"You have quite a bounty on your head and I'm here to collect it," The strangely dressed man said.

"Certainly we can come to an agreement" The leader lied moveing his hand slowly to his coat pocket, "I seem to be in need of a new bodyguard, it pays well."

"I'm afraid I'm not in the market for a job at the time," He said.

"Pity," The leader said sadly. He quickly drew a snub nose revolver but before he could get it aimed there was a hole in his head and his killer was already holstering his 44.

Spread the Darkness

In 2480 all oil dried up. There was global conflict for means of power. Eventually it was settled that nuclear power would be used. But, plutonium was scarce. Only a few major cities had continues power. Most places had little to no power, these were known as the darklands. In 2500 gangs took over several plutonium mines and selling it at high prices to the darklands. These gangs were ruthless and constantly at war with each other. They got bigger and bigger until the authorities were powerless to stop them. One day a strange man visited a darklands settlement. Though unknown to the villagers, the man came with sinister intent, to test a human biological enhancement serum. The man poisoned their water supply and left. After a few days the villagers started noticing strange changes to their bodies, patches of fur, scales sharper teeth, etc. The changes only go worse until the villagers were all beings called pokemorphs. One day a trading caravan came to town to find the pokemorphs. When they left they told settlements of this discovery. Those towns immediately put together a militia to wipe out the "freaks" off the face off the earth. They raided the village killing men, women, and children alike. A small group of children escaped the massacre through a hidden escape tunnel. These survivors lived in hiding for many years. These survivors, 570 (Zorua), 470 (Leafeon), 135 (Jolteon), 25 (Pikachu), 418 (Buizel), and 403 (Shinx) learned to make a living on the bounties of gang leaders. This is their story.

Later that Night

Zorua walked into the his own bunker and dropped the laptop on the table.

"Mission successful," He said.

Buizel spun around in his chair and said, "Hmm your still alive."

He was covered in light brown fur from head to tow. He had a muzzle going about 4 in out of his face. He was wearing a tub-top with jeans with a hole for his tail.

Suddenly, Leafeon ran out and jumped into Zoruas' arms and kissed him. Leafeon was covered in tan fur. She had on a T-shirt and short shorts on. She had ears and a tail that all flatten out into leafs.

"I'm so happy your ok," She said.

Zorua was enveloped in red light and changed into his true form. He was cover in slate gray fur. He had a scruff of hair that was tipped with red between his large fox-like ears. He had a small fluffy tail sticking out of his pants.

"I'm always ok," He replied, "I'm difficult to kill."