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I'm not much of a writter but here's my story! Enjoy or something! *wavies*

({::~:: Updatetypeofthingy: Well, this is over twenty chapters, you have to excuse me, but at least I think it's good an I've been enjoying writing it, though it'll be a month or so before it's finished... which is bad as it's already been a couple of months since I started. But blah, ummm.... at the bottom of most of the chapters'll be comments but you can generally ignore them, I'm a moron an have just done that .; so yeah, umm.... not much else to say, oh, I changed stuff in about half the chapters or so, so they sound better.... also if you do read this please leave a comment thingy x.X; it's not really THAT long .;; hehe *waves anyways* have fun, byez ::~::})
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Demons are as common place as the fairy folk of childrens tales, but who ever said they were real? And if they truely were shouldn't one know better than to make a wish upon one?
A choice and desicion now made that can't be changed. Forever done.
A wish granted by a demon. Now it is time that the past, present and future shall colide and a new world discovered within. Something unimaginable and unbelievable yet true is about to take place to one and nothing will be the same again...

** * Damon Rannoch * **
By Dawn Allies
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"Just place your hands so one is on each side of my head just sitting with the fingers lightly touching the temples. Now, good, now that that's done... there will only be the slightest tingly sensation..."
A moment without the slightest hint of what's to happen and it does. There isn't a flash, there isn't some sort of classic sound. There's nothing to signify that there's been a change. But of course there has, I'm no longer what I was am I?
Let me explain.
There are various forms of shifters within this world. A Ditto is a perfect example, it copies the form of something right down to the DNA structure or atom or whatever it is. Then you have a human form, though this tends to be more along the lines of a dress sense. Excluding some trainers that find a link with their pokemon to such a degree that they are near one. Also the occasional were Pokemon/human. But me, I'm something completely different.
To look me in the mirror right now all you'd see is a young male trainer, messy hair and untidy clothes, maybe I've been running. I look like I have with various grass and dirt stains over my skin and clothes. But I haven't been running, the Pokemon that's now sitting on the ground in front of me did it.
It's not hard what I've just done, it doesn't hurt, least not any of the times I've done it. And there isn't many ways it can exactly go wrong, though I couldn't guarantee that nothing could, I'm sure there's something.
Anyways, like I said before, to explain. Me, I'm something different to the normal, obviously. I guess really, the closest name I could place upon myself for the moment is a body switcher. And no, I'm not some sort of alien. I just made a wish and it happened to come true unlike most. I don't actually know how long ago it was now, probably a while, at least a couple of years, can't really remember, there's large gaps in my memories.
Ok, well, uh. ...I should of thought this out before I decided to tell, oh well. What I can do is switch minds with any Pokemon or person or other sort of living creature with some sort of being. I can't become trees or plants, mainly as.. well, I'll explain why now. To do a switch of minds I have to be touching at least one of the temples of the head of who I want to take the body of or them touching mine. So, since I haven't a clue where this would be on any sort of plant I can't turn into one, heh.
"Vul...."
Oh, right, the Pokemon.
Well, this is my most recent switch, though it's nothing special, Are'ea is my pokemon, or I'm her's I guess when she's in my present body and I'm in her's. So yeah. She's a good pokemon, shocked at first when I did it to her for the first time, but I think she enjoyed the experience after yammering in a vulpine tongue for a good hour and not moving from the spot she'd been sitting in for the initial change. Something with an expansion of mind and to be able to go about business with no fear, at least, compared to what she'd had as a Vulpix. Despite what we people would like to think, we don't got it hard compared to a lot. Especially Pokemon to the lower parts of the food chain, even some of the higher.
But anyway, she's my Pokemon, one of a couple, though the only one I actually keep confined within a Pokéball. I have various others around somewhere that I see when I meet and have permission to use their form when I need to. I try to keep it all to myself really, I don't enjoy switching forms as much as I used to. A couple of small problems a long time ago somewhat put me off...
"Oh, don't look at me like that Are'ea, I was not sighing.."
She's just giving me 'that' look, meaning she doesn't believe a word of what I'm saying and a few other things probably. Hmm.. oh well, so what? Gah!
"What did you do to me this time? ...eargh... Oh, seriously gross! What in Houou's Heaven's did you do? Look at this, oh.. oh, oh no, you didn't... oh, please tell me you didn't Are'ea...oh.. shit."
Wonderful way to start a day... forced to switch forms with my pokemon, and then after a wonderful romp through the forest I find that my most trustworthy and loyal pokemon went rolling in some turds, "Wonderful Behaviour!"
"Don't you dare... you know this is totally you're fault, I left you alone for what? Four! Hear me, Four Minutes! Bloody hell.."
She sits, she looks at me and doesn't give it a second thought as she starts to watch a yellow butterfly dance around nearby, sigh. She always does this, ignorance is bliss so they say... mumble.

A good decent clean later and I'm now sitting to the edge of a small pond or lake or something that somewhere over to my left turns into a stream. For the moment I guess I'm happy to just sit and watch what's left of a selection of browns and greens float along out of eyesight. The last remains of the wonderful surprise Are'ea gave me before we switched back. She's in her Pokéball right now, I wasn't exactly in the mood to put up with her right now, I've got some things to think about. Anyways, I wanted to write something in my notebook, and she doesn't know about it, so it's somewhat easier if she's not out to nose about. Even if she can't read she's a major hassle and well, there's no point, I'm perfectly capable to look after myself anyways.
I've been drawing a map lately, and some designs. I like to draw, just well, something I've always done, they used to say I was good. I guess I must be better by now, I think I am, just looking back at one or two I've still got for a while ago. Not much better, and I'm not exactly the best, oh well. Also I've got some writing, just notes mostly on the various portraits and stuff, just to say what they are, or speech bubbles and what not.
Lately I've been trying to remember how it all happened and I'm pretty sure I've got most of it down. The only real problem I've been having is getting the look that was in the things eyes or eye to correct myself. I just can't seem to make it look right.

You want to know what it was that did this? Or well, what I did to myself.

******** Short! Yep! And and... the next is LONGER! *wavies* *********