Hey BWB, this is the rewrite of the original 'Unleash the Beasts'. The original was bad in my opinion and instead of going through and switching the chapters I decided to just post a new story, but that isn't the only reason. I started the story before the announcement of the new season was made, so some of my original ideas had to be shifted. And some of my original ideas seem a bit weird or pointless. The original was mostly going to be in a first person POV, but I've decided to cut back on how much of that I originally planned to do. Now that's out of the way let's get some other stuff out of the way.

This story was inspired by DesertChocolate's fic, Adorable Murder Beasts, so go check that out, and the rest of his stories out as well they are a really good read.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon, Young Justice, or the idea for this story.

Ward, Texas April 29 4:38 P.M.

Hi, my name, is William King. I'm 15 years-old and my life is wonderful. The problem with reading something is that you can't see sarcasm. I'll cut the crud and just tell you that you would not want my life.

A few years ago, I was living a normal happy life. A mom and dad who loved me. Two older sisters that were always there for me even when I didn't know that I needed them. A nice home with my own room. A good school with lots of friends. Grandparents with big homes in the country. My life was good and I couldn't be happier.

Until a few years ago that is. When I was eight my oldest sister Victoria married a guy named Alex whose job forced them to move to Europe. I used to get the occasional card with some money and a note of how she is, and she seemed happy there. One day they stopped coming and I hoped that she just didn't have time anymore, but that was a lie and I just forced myself to believe it. Later that year my other sister Maggie got pregnant at 18 and died during childbirth. It was a girl named Athena. The jerk who knocked her up took her with him and disappeared. My parents tried to go to court to get legal guardianship of her, but they were legally married so he got custody. We were in debt because of the lawyer and had to move from Dallas to the middle of nowhere.

After that my parents were fighting nearly 24/7. The divorce was only a matter of time. That's even more debt on the pile. My mother got custody of me and my dad moved away. I got to visit him in the summer but that didn't last. When I was 11 he came down with a disease I've never heard of nor remember the name of. My mom started drinking after that and got herself a boyfriend soon new husband. He acted all nice and perfect when she was around, but if she was gone he was a monster. He would beat and hurt me, but was smart enough to keep it where clothes would cover them up and they not be noticed. Looking back, I should have gone to the police or someone, but he made her happy. I hadn't seen her smile in such a long time, so I put up with it for her. Only time that I got away was during the summers visiting my grandparents. There I was happy and so was my mom. In the end those days ended. No matter how hard you wish and how much you hope all good thing must come to an end.

Then came that day. The one day I will remember for the rest of my life. Walking home from school one day I saw cops outside my house. A robbery gone wrong. She was home and they had a gun. Now the only place left for me was with him. Eric Cole, the man that is my living nightmare. I would just run away or go to the cops. But I can't. I've put up with him for so long I'm scared of what will happen if I do. Whenever I do even the slightest thing wrong he'll find a way to punish me for it.

Some days I wonder why I keep going, but when I get those thoughts there is always something in my head telling me that I need to keep going. That there is a reason, but I don't know why I believe it.

The only good thing left in my life right now is the thing me and my parents loved. Pokémon. Yeah, it's a little childish, but they grew up with it and I love it. They bought me some of the games and I beat them. Those games are a part of my best memories with my parents. When my mom first met Eric and he started hurting me I always thought to the games where a kid could save the world and that maybe I could do something about him. Then reality set in and realized that I'm just a kid and no matter what I do nothing will change. Heroes don't exist, no one is going to swoop in and take that monster away, so there is nothing I can do but wait until I'm old enough to leave.

Now that I've gone and dump all the crap I've had to live through let's get to why you're hear. To see me suffer. Today was one of the harder days of school. I got out of detention about thirty minutes ago, and was on my way home. It was a nice day so I just wore a red T-shirt and black shorts with black sneakers. When I got there Eric's car was in the driveway so he must be home. Yay. If I'm lucky he'll be passed out on the couch again, but of course I don't have any luck on my side.

"Your late again, brat." Yep, that is the normal greeting I get. I was half right in my hopes. He was on the couch drunk, but not passed out. Wearing a wife-beater and ripped jeans and a beer in his hand.

"Sorry, I had detention." Well that's half true. I did have detention but it ends at four and it only takes a couple of minutes to get from the school to here. I just went the long way home. As I was walking passed him I felt something hit the back of my head and heard a crash behind me. He threw the beer bottle at me and it broke on impact.

"Useless brat. Clean that up!" Normally I would just do what he said but today I just had enough. The crap from school, bullies, and life in general. I don't know why today was the day I quit putting up with it but I don't care anymore.

"Clean it up yourself you jackass." And before I knew he grabbed me by the back of my shirt and slammed me against the wall and held me there by my neck., restricting my airflow.

"Listen hear as long as you live in this house you live by my rules, and you aren't leaving anytime soon. So, do what your fucking told!" He screamed as he threw me at the ground. So, I cleaned the glass up. When I was done Eric was out like a light. Good now I can get some rest. After the day, I've had I needed sleep. I was too tired to change so I just collapsed on the bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.

So that's a prologue sort of so next chapter William arrives in the YJ world.