Pokemorphs. That was the name coined for them. At first, they called by many different names. Half-breeds, Pokefusions, gijinkas- those were just some of the names they had. At least, some of the nice ones, anyway. After a while, the term became generally accepted when referring to them.

The actual Pokemorphs themselves were not.

No one really knew for sure how the first Pokemorphs came to be. They just… trickled into towns from who knows where. At first, people thought that they were amazing and unusually unique, unlike anything that anyone had ever seen before. But just like new and unusual things, over time people started to pay less and less attention to them. After that, it was just a matter of time before attention was drawn back to them- the negative kind. Rude remarks on the street, shoves in the hall at school, a lot of glares from passer-by- it was bound to happen sooner or later. They lived lives of pain and suffering, days growing harder and harder for them the longer all of this continued on.

Finally, someone came up with a brilliant idea. Why not send the Pokemorphs somewhere else? Not to a bad place, but somewhere that they live their lives free from the oppression of humans, free to be who they wanted to wanted to be. Finally, that place was found. It was an island, the perfect size for the Pokemorphs and their partners, off the coast of the Hoenn Region. It was only discovered recently, what with it being so far off the mainland and not at all close to any inhabited islands. People decided it was the perfect place for them, those who wanted to live in a place where they could be by themselves, together, in peace. A place where they could live normal lives, just like any other.

Preparations were made as quickly as they could be. Lots of Pokemorphs all over gladly accepted the invitation. Why wouldn't they? It was what they'd always dreamed of- a fresh start where it didn't matter that they could breathe underwater or phase through walls, because, well, other people who would be there would probably also be able to do these things, too. Most of the adult Pokemorphs, however, decided to stay behind. They had their families to take care of, and besides, they didn't have it as hard as the younger Pokemorphs. The majority of the Pokemorphs who decided to go were High Schoolers or attended Middle School, so it was decided that a school was to be made on the island. It would be like boarding school of sorts, except the Pokemorphs didn't have to go back to the mainland for holidays and seasonal breaks if they didn't want to. A few older Pokemorphs came along to teach at the school and supervise the activities on "campus". The teens were counting down the days until the island was finally ready for move in.

At last, the day finally came. Everything was ready, a ferry was at the dock, and Pokemorphs and some parents were gathered at Lilycove Harbor, the teens anxiously waiting to board the ferry to the island.

A man stepped up to a microphone near the ramp up to the ship. He had brown hair with a lighter colored ring in the center, a light brown skin tone, and dark eyes. He smiled at the crowd before beginning the speak. "Welcome everyone! I'm the Principal at the new academy, Mr. Beringer. As you can probably tell, I'm an Ursaring Pokemorph. I'm very glad to announce that the ferry is just about ready to embark. You can all begin boarding now!"

The Pokemorphs hurried onto the ship, each dragging a suitcase with them.

The principal smiled, before before suddenly exclaiming, "All aboard for Pokemorph Island!"

Alright! Here's my latest story idea. Sorry about the short intro :/ Anyway, the OC form in my profile! PM me your OCs! If I get a lot of OCs with the same type, I will ask you to change your OC. Sorry if that's inconvenient, but it would be kind of boring if most of the characters were, say, Psychic types (even though Psychic types are awesome ;) ). If you are interested in making an OC teacher, PM me and I can send you the form. I hope you guys'll like this story!^^

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