This is my first fanfic here at . I'm aiming for releasing shorter chapters more often, but who knows, that might change. So, every chapter will be between 1000 and 1400 words long. Hope you don't mind... Enjoy!
Prologue: PokéMutation
Pokémon was once the biological inhabitation of the whole world. They populated all climates, altitudes and vegetation. Humans and Pokémon lived in harmony, though the humans were their masters... mostly. But in the end, it was only a matter of time before the humans needed more space. The numbers were increasing all the time, and the inflation was accelerating quickly. And so the Pokémon needed to minimize. All the species started evolving in extreme speed, and at last, Pokémon was reduced to bacteria. To live on, the bacteria had to enter the genes of humans, and change them. This only worked before puberty. After only a decade, PokéMutants were starting to appear. Society treated them as outcasts, and the government made their lives illegal.
Now, what about these mutants? Some were caught and executed. Others had so unnoticeable features that they were accepted as humans. The rest gathered in groups. These groups hid themselves, in exile. Though most groups tried to live as normal lives as possible, some tried to train and build their power, hone their Pokémon powers. These groups were plotting against the government. As a result, some groups pleaded to defend society against these evil mutants. Humanity had become a mere battlefield.
Chapter 1: Static Start
I woke up, my feet freezing. The sky was starting to light up, so about 5 or 6 am... Hard to sleep longer than that without a roof over your head, you know? Wait, you probably don't. I'm Jacob. I have been sleeping outside for 5 months now, after being kicked out from home. Why? Well, here's a treat for you...
When I turned 15, something really, really weird happened. My hair started turning green. Most of it, anyway. My mom thought it was some weird mold-infection. She went to the pharmacy, and bought this creepy shampoo that smelled like olives. I don't really like olives. So not only did I have hair smelling like olives for two weeks, but it was still green. I was suspended from school to shield other students from infection. Then, two weeks later, fangs started growing in my mouth. I didn't tell my mom. But not many days later, I started growing tails. You heard me, tails... in plural. Three of them. That's when my mom sent me to the hospital. They took one single test. I was only lucky to escape after that. They confirmed my being a mutant. When I came home, I saw some clothes and a packet lunch. I was kicked out.
Yeah, that's what happened. Now, I've discovered green hair growing from my chest, shoulders and... other places, if you know what I mean. Also, whenever I make contact with someone, they get sparked by static electricity. That's right, my life stinks! Anyway, enough with the monologue.
I walked over to the foreign guy's fruit market. Or, i rather sneaked up to it. I grabbed a couple of apples and a pecha-berry. Recently, I had hated fruit, but my choices were limited. The man at the counter glanced at me. He screamed some weird phrases, and started running after me. I ran too, of course. He chased me into a corner, by a Chinese restaurant. Just as he approached, I felt some force building in my hands. I shook them and waved, but the feeling wouldn't go away. I clapped them together spontaneously, and a yellow, static wave formed, and hit the shop-owner. He was instantly paralyzed, and fell backwards. I stared at him. His eyes were revealing terrifying fear. I looked around, and saw a bald man with glasses and a really big, yellow mustache through the restaurant window. He was staring at me through his round, thick glasses. I turned around, and jogged in the other direction. As I jogged into an alley, the same, bald man was standing there. He was wearing a white lab-coat, which reached him to his knees. The lower part of the coat was pretty rifted. How did he get there so freaking fast? I couldn't believe it. Would he take me to the cops?
"That was a pretty puny thunder wave there, mister..." he said with a cheesy voice, his mustache vibrating. I didn't know what to do. He walked closer to me, just a couple of steps. "We seem to have something in common. It's called a mutation" he said, and shivers went down my back. I noticed a fat, weird tail of his. It was yellow and purple, and was as bald as his head. A weird tail without fur... The man suddenly disappeared, and appeared behind me. I quickly turned around, and tried to hit him, but he dodged. He brought a battered spoon up from his pocket, and as it bent mysteriously, I suddenly found myself hovering in the air. I tried to scream, but my mouth was also shut by those telekinetic powers. "Hear me out, OK?" the man said calmly, and pushed his glasses into position. I was still struggling.
"Well, I come from one of the infamous mutant-groups. But we're not plotting against the government. We're protecting it" For me, that wasn't a good argument. I didn't really like the government. They were the reason I was homeless. The man continued; "As you know, some groups are plotting against the government. Something you may not know is that the government isn't strong enough to take the strongest of us down. Combined, Pokémon and humans are just too strong...". "I could always go home, you know" I said, rudely. The man raised one of his bushy, yellow eye-brows. He probably knew about my lack of home. He had played a trump-card. I was just doing the inevitable. "Well, the least I can do is check your place out..." I said, hesitantly. He smiled, and grabbed my hand. As soon as we touched, not only was he shocked by my stasis, but we warped. The next thing I knew, I was looking at a large door, entering a stone cliff. The man was already walking towards the entrance, so I followed him.
Actually, I didn't only follow him in, through the door. I followed him up some stairs, through a hallway, up another set of stairs and into a large hall. There, there was a large, wooden door. The facility actually looked quite old. It was a pretty medieval style, with lots of decorations of medieval legends, which I didn't know much about. Still, there were modern, electric lights and clear, glass windows. The man told me to stay about 20 meters from the large door, before he whispered something into it. The door opened, and out came a man... almost man. He was 7 or 8 meters tall. He was blue, and dressed in a nice, beige suit. Also, he had no neck, but his "head" was pretty much one with his torso. I noticed a tail with fins on sticking out from his behind. He gave me his hand, to shake it. As I touched him, my arm tickled, and a large static bolt of electricity shocked the blue giant. He stood there, paralyzed. The bald man laughed with a rather high-pitched, sharp voice. I said, unknowingly out loud; "Shit, I shocked the boss!"
Jacob's Profile nr. 1
Name: Jacob Oliver Dynham
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Species: Electrike
Abilities: Static electricity, Thunder Wave
Note:
Yeah, it's me... obviously. Not much to say, sadly