Chapter 1-
The golden city of Dynatia, the world's greatest paradise is a shining spectacle in the region of Idan. It floats high above the ground, its spires sending shadows across the land below, its blades ever-rotating. Its residents thought their lives perfect, untouchable by the dark virus that infected the world, a creeping disease that stretched through the rest of the world, turning its victims into demonic forms of their former selves. This virus erased all existing regions. The great lands of Kanto, Jhoto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Unova, were reduced to wastelands filled with blundering, flesh seeking beasts who had lost all ability to reason. This virus stayed far below Dynatia, keeping the people safe and happy. The world was in perfect peace…
For most people, that is.
Daichi, a boy of 16, is a resident in this utopia. He's a normal boy, average grades, height, weight, even his face doesn't stick out in a crowd. His friends are average, his parents normal in the respected upper class society of Dynatia, and his life is no more extraordinary than anyone else's.
That is until a strange rash begins to appear on his right arm, close to the shoulder. Daichi looks on it as nothing more than a problematic sickness caught from one of his careless classmates. Still, he keeps it hidden, showing no one in the fear that he might be ridiculed. Only his trusted Pidgey, knows of the rash. Pidgey knows it's bad but even his Pokemon instincts cannot foretell the darkness that slowly slides over the edge of Daichi's skin.
It is here, in the last sanctity of the world that the story begins…
-"Only in darkness does light shine the brightest."-
"What the hell are you talking about Kichi?" Daichi said, cracking a smile over at his friend.
"All I'm saying is why isn't everyone as lucky as you? I mean, your parents bought you a Pidgey without asking if you wanted it or not. I've been begging my parents for six months and I got nothing." Kichi replied shaking his head.
Daichi shrugged, moving his black as coal eyes to the ground, not quite sure how to respond to that. He was forced to look at the ground. "Yeah but you got a car." He argued.
"Only because my dad works at the Auto Plant." Kichi laughed. "It's not the same. I want a Pokemon."
"Well, maybe if Pidgey grows up and has eggs with a lady Pidgey." Daichi said, smiling as Kichi laughed.
"Pidgey!" Pidgey chirped protestant.
"Yeah, yeah." Daichi said, looking over at the small bird who hopped along after him. "I know Pidgey."
Kichi stopped. "Here we are, right?" Kichi looked over at Daichi.
"Oh…" Daichi had almost forgotten this was his stop. "Yeah, sorry." He looked back at Pidgey who had fell behind. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
Kichi nodded. "See you." He shifted his gaze to Pidgey. "See you too Pidgey."
"Pidgey!" Pidgey replied, with a wide smile.
Daichi opened the gate that separated his house from the narrow street and strode quickly to the front door, Pidgey in pursuit. He pushed open the door and looked around. "Guess they're not home yet." He said, swinging his backpack onto the floor. He coughed, rubbing his arm. "Has that thing still not gone away?" He snapped, pulling up the sleeve of his shirt. As he did the gray patch was revealed.
"Pidgey!" Pidgey shouted, his solitary word full of worry.
It appeared as though a salamander with gray, rough skin had melted into his body. It was mostly rough but had a few smooth places making look like a map.
Daichi rubbed it, wincing as a sharp pain hit him. "Damn, it looks like it's getting worse." Daichi said, pulling the sleeve back down. "Oh well, it's not that bad anyway." He said, leaving the hallway and entering his bedroom. On his bed was a note with messy writing on it. He picked it up and quickly scanned it. He tossed it aside after gathering that his father would be working late and that his mother had left to go grocery shopping. He stopped as he passed by the T.V. and punched the Power button. After a moment the screen flared into life, revealing a young lady sitting in front of the desk. The words read: "Zombies? Among us?" Daichi blinked, hitting the Volume up button until his finger was sore.
"Yes, the word of a contagious string of Psorian 121, the deadly virus that tore apart the rest of the world is being spread." The woman said, staring through the screen with a fierce look like she was speaking to someone directly. "The virus is treatable if it is caught in the early stages, which are as follows: A dry, sore throat, Diarrhea, vomiting, and in most cases a dry gray patch that is very distinct on the arm."
"Pidgey!" Pidgey screeched suddenly, almost causing Daichi to leap off the bed.
He looked around at Pidgey. "Oh no." He said, pulling up his shirt sleeve again and staring at the patch. "This is…"
"Pidgey!" Pidgey cawed again, looking at him with a worried glare in his eyes.
"Well." He looked back at the T.V. which had moved topics to something more unoriginal like Tornados or something. "At least it's treatable right?"
"Pidg." Pidgey nodded.
"In the early stages." He said, looking back at Pidgey. "Which means as soon as possible." He was afraid to touch it now, afraid it would mess something up if he did. "Which means now." He nodded and got off the bed.
Pidgey hopped off too, following him.
He walked into the kitchen, reaching out with his shaky hand and grabbing the telephone off the receiver. He pucnched in the number, straining to hold back a cough out of fear. He put it up to his ear, cupping the phone. The phone dialed for a minute, and he closed his eyes tight, hoping for his mother's voice.
Finally his mother came through on the other side. "Hello?" She said.
"Mom! The news, the zombies…." He trailed off.
"What?" She said but her voice carried no hint of surprise.
"The news was talking about a new outbreak of the zombie thing and the gray patch?" He said frantically, pushing the phone against his ear, harder and harder. "I have it." He said, almost choking on the last words.
The phone was silent.
"Hello?" He called into it. He looked at it and then put it back to his ear. "Hello?" He stopped as the phone line went dead. "Damnit." He said, tossing it down.
Suddenly a knock at the door stopped him.
He walked to it, hoping it would be his mother but as he opened the door he knew he needed to cry out. He scrambled back as something hit him in the head. He hit the floor, his mind going black slowly.
"Grab the bird too, it's probably fucked up."
"Birds…" Daichi said as he fell unconscious. "Pidgey's a bird."