PROLOUGE

"So how is he, Doctor?"

"...Not so good... These are, without a doubt, the flames of a Houndoom, so your son was clearly attacked my one... Do you know any Houndoom around these parts?"

"Y-yes... His Father was a Houndoom."

"...Then I'd personally call this child abuse."

The golden Vulpix awoke in unbearable pain. He felt as if hot magma was running through his bloodstream, and was slowly burning away at his insides. Not only did it hurt on the outside, it hurt on the inside, too. And literally.

"What should we do? We can't possibly-"

"Melissa, It has to be done. I can assure you he will be fine..."

The Vulpix heard the voice of somebody else, but is seemed so distant and far away... Then, he noticed the pain was slowly beginning to fade.

"...Ugh..."

Staggering, he stood up, and slowly opened his eyelids to reveal his frightening eyes; they were voidlike, and as red as blood, and all he had for pupils were half-inch wide, pitch black slits. His vision was still blurry, but he could see clearly enough to make out two creatures: His Mother, a beautiful blue-eyed Ninetales, and a brown-eyed Ambipom wearing a lab coat. As his vision became clearer, he saw that the Ambipom seemed to be holding a golden stone with a flame pattern on it. Was that a...?

"Oh thank Arceus. He has awakened." The Ambipom said, putting a paw of his forehead in relief.

His Mother, Melissa, walked up to him, shaking in fear of her son's condition. "...How do you feel, sweetie?" She whispered to him, her voice obviously filled with worry.

He wanted to tell his mother that he was he was fine, but he wasn't. His own Father had nearly killed him, for crying out loud. Even though he could now barely feel the pain, he knew it was still there, and he still felt weak.

...But how...?

"In case you are wondering, I am using my psychic powers to absorb your pain temporarily." The Ambipom told him.

...What...? Wasn't Ambipom supposed to be a Normal type? How could he possibly-

"Psychic type hidden power." He told him. "With it, I can also read minds. It is very useful."

The Amipom then held out the stone he was holding, and the Vulpix gasped. Indeed, it was exactly what he thought it was: It was a fire stone.

"Wha-what do you think you're DOING?!" He managed to call out. That alone made him feel as if some of his energy had been sucked out of him, and before he knew it, he was on the ground once more.

The Ambipom replied, "Don't worry. I will have to release my grip on you, but this is the only way you can survive your injuries... Or so I think." Melissa stepped back, knowing what the Ambipom was going to do. The Vulpix stared at her, feeling alone. "M-mom..." He managed to croak out weakly. "...Should this... Really be... Done...?" She nodded sadly in response. Then said, with a tone to match: "Yes... Yes it should." The Vulpix now knew he had no other choice. He had to evolve, or die.

"Are you ready, Vulpix?" The Ambipom asked, with a voice of concern. Was he perhaps just as unsure...?

"...Doctor?"

"...Yes, Melissa?"

"...It's Kyuu."

"Pardon?"

"...His name is Kyuu."

"Ah!" The Ambipom said. "Well then... Are you ready to evolve... Er, Kyuu?"

"Y-yes... I guess so..." The Vulpix, or rather Kyuu, whispered with hardly any strength left. "...It's now... Or never..."

"Now or never..." Melissa and the Ambipom whispered/repeated in unison. After that, the Ambipom placed the fire stone on Kyuu's cheek...

Instantly, the Vulpix felt the pain rush back through him. His senses, once again, became disoriented. He wanted to scream and shriek, but his throat constricted and became dry. He felt the hot, smooth surface of the stone being pressed against his cheek; he felt its power surge through his body, and his body began to alter. His bloodstained, golden fur began to fall off, but was quickly replaced with shiny, silver bristles all over his body. He grew in size, and his six orange tails split into nine silver tails with light blue tips. His snout grew in length, and the curly orange hair on his head fell of as well, but was quickly replaced with a fluffy crest the same color of his now silver fur. His eyes stayed the same, however.

The wounds on his body closed and began to heal, and, for a split second, the pain was , the joy he felt in losing the pain was short lived. He felt his insides twist and turn in agony, as if he hadn't eaten in over a month. The power of the stone was still pumping into him, even though the changes were complete. He felt as if giant talons of flame were tearing and ripping into his body as he became one with the stone. The changes suddenly stopped. The shiny Vulpix-now-Ninetales stood back up on quivering legs, his internal pain still devouring his insides. He opened his eyes, and saw his Mother. He tried to walk over to her, but, by accident, stepped on one of his own tails.

And that's where it all went wrong.

Instantly, Kyuu felt the terrible hunger, not for food, but for domination, murder, and sexual torture, and the colors that he once knew, blue, green, yellow, and such, were now only red. He could only see red...just...red...

Melissa watched her son in horror. His breaths were suddenly short and ragged. No! This isn't natural; this wasn't supposed to happen!

The blue-eyed Ninetales walked gingerly up to her son. "Kyuu... are you alright?!" she asked, worriedly.

The creature of fire turned his head to look at the thing that had been brave, and foolish, enough to come near him. He glared at her through piercing eyes. She was utterly terrified.

To him, that was the way it should be.

"Your Son Kyuu is no more," he said with a demonic voice, which was frightening enough to make even a Braviary shudder in fear. "I am Kyuubi."Melissa backed away from the beast the stone had made her son. "...You... are not my son..." she whispered, as tears filled her eyes. The Ambipom stepped up, yelling, "Good gracious Kyuu! Have you lost your mind!?" "Like I said, I am no longer Kyuu!" he bellowed at him. Then, Kyuu, or rather Kyuubi, pounced on his Mother, pinning her to the floor. "This is all your fault!" He roared to her. "Kyuu would still be here and neither I nor this curse would exist, if it weren't for you!" And with that, he extended his claws, and slit his heartbroken and terrified Mother's throat before she even got a chance to react.

Suddenly, Kyuubi felt a wave of drowsiness. But why? He felt completely awake before, so how could he possibly-

The Ambipom stared at the scene before him, shocked. Kyuu-Or was it Kyuubi?- Had just brutally killed his own Mother, right after he had evolved. He couldn't help but blame himself for everything- for suggesting that Kyuu should evolve, for not using that slumber orb as soon as Kyuu(bi?) started acting demonic, and, most importantly, for not even trying to stop the Ninetales from slaughtering his own Mother.

However, none of that seemed to matter right now. He had to dispose of Kyuu(bi?) before he hurt other innocent pokèmon. The only question was, how?

"Eureka!" he cheered. "I will eat his dreams, and then trap him in the cave with no other way to get out! With any luck, he will not remember. It's brilliant!"

He had absolutely no idea how wrong he was.

Hours later, Kyuubi came to, and as soon as he did, he felt a strange lack of thought and memory begin to fade, and the hunger began to rise again. He looked around the cave wildly for the Ambipom, and saw that the entrance was heavily blocked by a thick wall of stone. Sudden rage filled his now cursed body. "That bastard has left me here to rot!" he snarled.

The anger, however, soon faded away. Kyuubi realized he was now free to do whatever he desired, and world domination seemed like the perfect start.

The Ninetales let the possibilities toss in his head. "I would do anything to get rid of this curse," he said.

Then he got an idea.

"So I shall gather an army of other Ninetales to help me destroy the curse itself, and help me rule the world!"

He then smiled to himself, for he knew just where to start...

At a place called Treeshroud Forest.