Kuro's Fate

I do not own pokemon, if I did I'd be filthy rich. Hope you like.

As my steel reinforced claws ripped through my opponent's flesh, I felt a rush of ecstasy, baring my teeth in a savage grin as the mightyena fell to the side, gaping wound in the side of his neck. I growled under my breath, circling him warily as he pushed himself to all fours again. His legs were shaking.

Good......

Now knowing the results of making the fatal mistake of rushing at me, the mightyena took a calmer approach, countering my open hostility with an expression of near boredom.

How dare he?

I glance at my trainer who, as usual, was leaning against some kind of tree, leering at the opposing trainer, an annoying, freckle-faced sixteen-year old who's pokemon no doubt belonged to some older sibling or relative. By his side were some of our newer recruits, a psyduck and a sentret, which he'd brought out to observe to the battle.

Mightyena took my distraction as an opportunity to attack, a powerful Dark Pulse sweeping over my small body. A body that, contrary to those of other members of my species, was extra resistant to dark attacks. I took the attack head-on, smirking as the mightyena's jaw tightened in frustration. I sighed. This was going on long enough, all I wanted to do was go home and take a nap in my room.

So I resumed circling, coming closer with each pass, eyes never leaving those of the larger mightyena. My gaze lingered hungrily on his neck, the wound seeping I left there already staining his fur a deep crimson. The smell of blood clouded my mind for an instant, and a little voice in my head told me:

Go feral.....

Everything turned red, and all I was aware of was a soaring, dreamlike sensation, then hard reality as I slammed into my stunned rival, claws digging into the side of his neck as my muzzle buried itself inside his wound, biting and tearing and slashing. I was oblivious to the canine's panicked screams, my only concern was the victory at hand, and my own desire to dominate the bigger pokemon.

Suddenly the quivering pile of useless flesh below me became engulfed in red light and disappeared. Stupid trainer. I sat down and breathed slowly, my feral side slipping to the back of my head.

I eyed my trainer expectantly, and he responded by flicking a small, red cube to me. Spicy pokeblock. A treat for my day's hard work. I caught the block between my jaws and chewed noisily, casting the other trainer a baleful look as she reached for her last pokeball. I licked my paw, smoothed down the soft fur on my chest.

"Go! Eevee!"

I froze in mid-lick. Eevee? Was this kid serious?

Apparently so, as I was now facing a tiny, brown, fox pokemon with large dark eyes and a bushy tail. "Hi there..." she chirped warily, padding over to me. The tips of her ears were black, I noticed. So was the tip of her tail, which was unusual but not unheard of in young eevees.

She frowned up at me, her head barely reaching my nose. "Um...hello?"

I narrowed my eyes. What was this female playing at? This was a battlefield, not a playground. And, I hate all eevees, and their evolutionary cousins. Don't ask me why, I just do. Without saying a word I turned around and kicked sand in her face.

"Ow!"the kit whined, rubbing her eyes. "That hurts!"

"Deal with it."

My answer was obviously not the apology she expected, for the instant I turned my back to her she bit my short tail. A well-placed punch in the ribs sent her flying.

Do yourself and your stupid trainer a favor and just lie there and pretend you're hurt. Save us both the time.

"Give it up,"I jeered but she only shook her head.

"Eevee! Use Last Resort!" the Eevee stared blankly at her trainer. I growled irritably. It was plain to see that her trainer knew next to nothing about her attack moves. Such a shame. So desperate to win a battle, she sends out her least experienced 'mon.

Sighing, the girl shook her head and kneeled close to her eevee kit, whispering in her ear. I couldn't catch what they ere saying, but a look of determination crossed the little fox's face.

"Quick attack!" I quickly prepared an ember attack, but before I could even launch it I found myself laying on my side, a nasty scrape on my shoulder from where the kit struck. I growled and pushed myself to my paws. Then I saw it; a small, curved claw affixed to a cord around her neck, along with what appeared to be an everstone. A Quick Claw.....of course....

She was panting a few feet away from me, paw clasping her chest as she took a deep, albeit shaky, breath. I wondered if this was her first real battle.

"I warned you to give up."I said in a silky voice, padding towards her. She shrank back, fear showing in her wide eyes. "Now you will pay!" Before she could even begin to scramble away I lunged, my paw lashing out to strike the side of her head. She didn't have a chance. The sheer force of my blow sent her flying into a moss-covered rock....her grunt of pain sent a satisfying thrill through me and I followed up by picking her up roughly by her scruff and dumping her onto the hard, packed soil in the center of the clearing.

"Eevee!" Her trainer shrieked in terror. "Use bite! Don't let him get to you!"

My trainer stood and watched with a blank face. He didn't feel the need to order me around when I was perfectly capable of winning most battles by myself. I flipped the eevee over on her back and placed a paw on her chest. To her credit she did manage to twist her neck and nip my paw, although it was all in vain.

"If your trainer had any amount of love for you, she would recall you and accept your defeat,"I told her as she struggled beneath my paw. "Liar! Jasmine has faith in me! She loves me!" she fired back. I pushed my paw down more making sure my claws pierced her skin, and she whimpered in pain. You deserve it....weakling.....

Her soft hind paws battered at my belly, catching me neatly in the ribs. I staggered back, but managed to pin her again before she could escape. I held my paw close to her neck, suffocating her until she stopped writhing. Her owner gave no indication of wanting to stop the battle. I smirked down at the little female.

"I am no liar...blame your precious Jasmine for having too much 'faith' in you." With that I sank my teeth into her shoulder and scored my claws down her side. Her screams echoed throughout the clearing, startling some of the feral 'mons into fleeing the area.

"That's enough, Kuro." Aaron said, raising his voice a bit. My vision turned red. I ignored him, clamping down harder, until a jet of water struck me square in the face. I growled irritably at my trainer's pysduck and released my prey.

I promptly stepped back, watching as Jasmine rushed to her fallen pokemon. Nothing short of a pokemon center or evolution could possibly heal these wounds, and the nearest pokemon center was too far away.

Tears of frustration falling down her face, the young girl pulled out a fiery red stone and pressed it to the eevee's forehead. And cursed when nothing happened. The firestone didn't work. It would never work. Because of our battle, this eevee was fated to evolve not into a flareon, but an entirely different pokemon. "Pathetic,"she whispered, before breaking the kit's pokeball in half and throwing the pieces to the ground. She stroked her dying eevee gently before standing up and walking away. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, I noticed as she turned.

The eevee whimpered in pain as her trainer abandoned her.

"Let's go, Kuro." I cast one last glance at her sad, pained, tearful eyes, and trotted along by my trainer's side. As I walked along, I was aware of my limbs lengthening, my torso growing longer and muscular, my senses sharpening, and a white glow emanating from my body...when the light subsided my black fur shone in the moonlight, and I barely noticed Aaron's murmur of approval as a thick fiery mane sprouted from my head, back, and tail area. The flames were a vivid mix of red and yellow and orange. I raised my head proudly.

I emerged, a Dark Quilava, and looked back from whence I came, seeing a similar glow in the area where the abandoned eevee lay. I narrowed my eyes and turned my back, once more following Aaron.

Please tell me what you think of my first pokemon story,if it was good, bad, ugly, any errors,or whatnot.

Love, Narutochica