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Prologue

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'Oh please, Arceus. Don't let him find me', I screamed in my mind. I was hiding in a space between two shelves in my trainer's room, except that "trainer" is not the right word to describe him. He has told me before to call him "master".

I am just a little female zorua. I never remembered who my real parents are, nor do I have a name. All I remembered was that I was born and raised in this household for my entire three year life. Master would always hurt us, either it was by fist and foot, or by words, but most of the time, it was both. I share the home with two other pokemon, a shinx, and a braixen They never had names either. Master never bothered with giving us names. All he cared about was that if we did work all day, and did it right. Enough work is nonexistent to his eye. Work too little, and you'll get beaten and not be served food. Work hard, and he'll just give you more work.

There has never been a shortage of work. Usually, we begin by cleaning the entire three story household. And it was very big. Master could afford it all. When we were done, the next thing was to get items from the nearest shop, which was a good two hour walk away. Far too often, people in strange blue clothes, with a star on them, would stop us, and demand a paper, which master always write before ever letting us outside. I never knew what the paper was about; I never learned to read or write. When we get to the store, the workers there refused to give us any of those helpful carts, that humans are allowed to use, so we have to carry everything on our backs and our jaws. They were very heavy, but if we leave one little thing behind, or returned home too late, master would call us out, one by one, and beat us, as well as spitting insults.

Master, by the way, is an amber haired, caramel skinned man with blue eyes. He would have been very attractive to others, if it wasn't for his very bad personality. He is the most arrogant, sadistic human I have ever met. I would do anything to escape him and run as far as possible, but I can't. Whenever we tried, those people in the blue clothes would find us and beat us with hard sticks, then take us back to master's home, where master himself would give us another punishment.

Getting back to the present, the door suddenly shook violently, then snapped open. There he was, master himself, his eyes landed on me, and a smile that lacks any kindness, appeared on this face. "There you are! I was looking for you".

[Y-you were?] I asked, fear sending shivers throughout my body. [Wh-why? I did-didn't do an-anything.] I tried to hide my fear the best I could, but master noticed it with ease.

"Oh yes you did, you little worm!" master suddenly shouting, causing me to jump. I was now trembling with fear. "You did not fucking did your job right! I told you to wash the windows without a spot, but there is still damn dirt and dust on them. You know that that means do you? Huh?" he paused for a few moments, waiting for me to answer his question, but I was too paralyzed to reply. "Ah, okay, 'mrs rebel'. Now I will teach you to answer me every goddamn time, whenever, whatever!"

He immediately grabbed something at his belt, something that I knew all too well; it was his metal stick. I instantly snapped out of my fear trance, and started to beg for mercy. [P-plea-please! Not another one!] I screamed to him. He just gave out a half insane laugh at my attempt.

"Oh it's too late there, you worm. Should have answered my question. But no worries. You will learn a valuable lesson, shortly after this", he said calmly. All I did now at this point was close my eyes, and brace myself

After his "lesson", I could barely move. Every time I did, pain coursed through my body in agony. I just gave up, not daring to move anymore. I cried softly into my fur, salty tears streaming down my face, hoping that all the pain, that pain that I have gone through my entire life, would just go away. 'Why? Why Arceus? Am I going to live the rest of my life like this? I can't take it anymore. I... I just want a happy life... is that so much to ask for?' I questioned in my head. I kept on sobbing, until I drifted asleep from the sadness.

- Later that day-

I woke up to a large explosion that sounded very close. I jumped onto my feet, which burned with pain, but I didn't care. Whatever this explosion was, It sounded very bad. Something must be off. Then another explosion was heard, along with numerous cracks being heard, and shouting. 'Okay, its too dangerous to stay here... I... I need to get out of this place..' I told myself. I limped my way to the door, ignoring the pain that shot through my body with each movement.

Suddenly, the door slammed open, with somebody I did not expect. It was neither my master, nor any of my friends. It was instead, a blue jackal, with a cream colored chest, with spikes sticking out of his hands and chest. It was a lucario, but he looked angry, and in his hands, lies one of those little things, master called a "pistol". And it was pointed at me. But when his eyes layed upon my broken form, he immediately lowered his pistol, the anger in his eyes now replaced with horror.

"Oh my Arceus!", he yelled in horror and astonishment. He ran up to me and picked me up, sheathing his pistol in the process. I was too exhausted to resist. "Are you alright, child? What did those humans did to you?" Very weakly, I quickly told him about master, and what he did if we didn't get things right. It left him with a face full of sympathy and hate. "Oh those heartless humans! I shall kill every single one I see. But don't worry, little one. You are in safe hands now." I started to tear up, but lucario quickly wiped them away with his paw. "Shh... easy now, little one. I promise you, there will be no more pain, as long as you stay with me." He then gave me a gentle hug, careful of his chest spike. It made calm down a little, but at least the tears are gone.

"Hey, Aigan!", a voice called out. At once, the lucario moved out of the room, with me still in his arms. I saw a large, bipedal green dinosaur-like pokemon, with a spot of blue on his chest- it was a tyranitar. "We need to go, now. I'm sure there are more human reinforcements arriving shortly, and we can't hold them all off forever." He told the lucario named Aigan.

"Rodger that, we are leaving at once," Aigan replied. He then looked at me. "Alright little one, we are going to take you away from this horrible place. We're going to take you to safety, but you have to trust me, is that clear?"

"Y-yes. Just take me away from here." I quickly answered, after we heard another explosion. Aigan saw the desperation in my face and nodded and ran to the tyranitar.

"Let's get the hell out of here, now," Aigan ordered sternly. We then ran to the door and dashed down the stairs to the first floor.

When we were just going outside, a feminine voice called out "There's more coming"! I turned to see that it was a gengar, who was standing behind an overturned car, along with a blaziken, an electabuzz, an alakazam, a weavile, and a couple of familiar faces: it was shinx and braixen! I felt hope coming back to me. They're going to save me and my friends. But that hope was short lived when I see gengar pointing her finger at something. . I looked to where her finger was pointing; there was a large, jet-black, armored truck, with the letters "U.R.S.F." (Unova Regional Special Forces) imprinted on it's sides. It screeched to a halt in front of the party. I heard footsteps from behind it, and there were some humans in a lot of armor, with helmets and what master calls "assault rifles and sub-machine guns" in their hands.

"Everybody get down!" the Aigan shouted to his party. They did, and just in time too, as the humans began to shoot at us. Cracks and bangs rang out as we ducked down. Sparks flying everywhere, as the car takes the hits. It felt like forever, until the the shooting stopped. The gengar took the opportunity to launch a shadow ball that she had charged at one of them. It hitted it's mark, sending the human back, and landed on his back at a nearby building, a sickening crack was heard. "Now everybody! Engage!" Aigan charged an aura sphere, and shot it at another human. It hitted him right in the face, leaving him with a shattered helmet, and a shattered head.

Tyanitar started to charge a hyper beam, and aimed it right for the truck. "RRROOOOOARRR!" was all he could say as he fired his fully charged beam, it struck the truck, causing it to explode almost instantly, leaving a loud explosion, wreckage, and knocked out humans everywhere.

I was amazed at how powerful the party really is. I felt a feeling of security by just being around them. Aigan noticed my expression, and chuckled lightly.

"Heheh. I see that you are impressed, little one, but now we have to go now, when we have the chance. I'm sure there are more of them coming soon." Aigan then looked over at his party "alright everyone, we need to get the hell out of here. We will be heading to nearby Lostlorn Forest and join up with the rest of the rebels, for support, supplies, and intel. Is that clear?" the group all nodded their heads. Aigan smiled "Then let's head off, but first, we need to loot the field. We're going to need all the weapons, equipment, ans supplies we need." The group obeyed and started to gather up everything useful. Within minutes, they have looted all the useful stuff: eight assault rifles, four sub-machine guns, a crate of ammunition, six sets of body armor, and eighteen packs of rations. With that, we left to the city's exit.

The journey was uneventful, save for a few corpses of both humans and pokemon littered on the streets. Every time I looked at one, I felt the urge to vomit on the street, but my willpower stopped me from doing so. Fires were lit on some blocks, but with nobody attending to them, it's probably going to get even worse. We were nearing the exit, after an hour and a half of walking cautiously, when we came across a TV shop. Oddly, some of the TVs were still working, those that were were broadcasting some kind of event. We all stopped to look at it. Appearing at front of the camera, was a male human, with full, pearl white body armor, but without a helmet, revealing a bald head. The man started to speak

"This is General Lister with an emergency broadcast. Due to a rebellion initiated by the cities' pokemon, and the danger that they possess, I am declaring martial law and a state of emergency upon the city. Citizens are advised to stay in their homes, and barricade the doors and windows, and turn off their lights. Any non-rebellious pokemon are ordered to stay with their masters and do not interact with any rebellious ones. Looters, as well as anybody who defy the orders I have previously stated, will be shot on sight, without mercy, and with deadly force. I assure you, we all have this within out control, so expect order to be restored." the screen then fades to black.

The tyranitar shook his head, then snickered ."Heh, as if we're going down that easily. Oh no. It's going to be a lot worse for them" Aigan nodded at his statement with approval.

"Come on everyone, let's keep moving. We have to get to Lostlorn Forest, before it's too late." Aigan ordered, and lead the way. We all followed him shortly.

We finally reached the exit of the city, the sign "You are now leaving Nimbasa City" confirming it. After another half an hour of walking, we came upon a large camp of pokemon, of all shapes and sizes scrambling and doing different things. Some are praticing their fighting skills, others are cooking some food, others are receiving medical care from fellow pokemon, and a few were digging holes in the ground. Our party walked to a surprised garchomp, who was just talking to another pokemon. He soon dismissed the other pokemon, and looked at Aigan, with a face full of respect and seriousness.

"So how did it go, boss? Any success?" the garchomp asked curiously. Aigan nodded cheerfully.

"Indeed, we did Thoro. We found a few more former slaves, as well as some useful supplies." Aigan motioned his paw at me, shinx, and braixen.

I then remembered my life once again, prior to the start of this rebellion. How much I was abused, the feeling of being just a tool, being at the mercy of a brutal human, one without a heart, or any set of ethics. Tears welled up and streamed down my face as I remembered those horrid memories. "Yes. Though I am glad I am with you." I sniffled out.

Aigan gave out a warm smile, that seems to calm me down. He then looked at Thoro. "Hey, I forgot to introduce them to us." He then glanced back at me. "What is your name, little one?"

I thought long, and hard, to figure out my name, but I remembered: master never gave us a name. "Uhh... I never had a name before... master never gave us one, nor does he care about it." I stated.

Thoro sighed softly. "Is that so? Well then, I guess we have to come up with a name for you. Hmmm..." He gave a look to Aigan and grinned. "I know a name for her. How about 'Yusko'?"

Aigan looked the other way, and thought for a minute. "Hmmm... yes. Yes indeed. I like that name." He then looked back at me "Do you like the name Thoro suggested?"

I thought about the name, it sounded sweet, and mysterious at the same time. I quickly nodded and Aigan gave me a big hug. "ugh... thanks for helping me. I could never repay you back for all the changes you made to my life" I cried sweetly, a tear of joy running down my snout.

"No problem. You don't need to repay me. The fact that I had saved a fellow pokemon from near eternal torture, is more than enough for me." Aidan replied kindly.

"So... am I part of the group now? I don't want any other pokemon suffering the same that I did." I asked confidently at both Thoro and Aidan. The lucario nodded.

"Yes! You can stay with us, as long as you like. Welcome to the resistance, Yusko." I've never felt so happy before. I felt like a valve of sadness has been closed, and one of joy and relief opened up.

Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation, and looked at myself; I am glowing in a bright white color. Aidan immediately put me down, knowing what was happening. The pain... the pain was too much. I tried to scream, but I couldn't. I feel myself getting taller, my front legs disappeared, but I still held balance, as now I grew arms to my shoulders. Each arm ended in three blood red claws I felt my face reshaping, resulting in a larger snout, and larger ears. I felt a large, fluffy mane growing behind me. After that, the pain quickly disappeared. The entire camp stopped what they were doing, and stared at me, their faces filled with astonishment.

I had evolved into... zoroark.

(Hope that chapter was satisfying for you guys.

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