Chapter 1: Evolution.
I am a Weedle. I hatched with my clutch not very long ago. My brothers and sisters are lying around me, we're keeping each other warm tonight. It's cold. It's nice to have other warm, hairy bodies to keep ourselves warm with. We don't have much to fear, since we live in a big hive. All the big, strong Beedrill are protecting us with their lives, so all we really have to do is eat leaves and grow big and strong. I'm already many times bigger than I was when I hatched. I've seen tragic things, though. While eating, a quick Pidgey flew in and ate two of my sisters before the Beedrill scared it off. I've seen many Kakuna get picked off and eaten by hungry Noctowl in the middle of the night when the Beedrill are sleeping, and fly off before raising alarm. Those Noctowl are too smart, they get us all the time. I'm scared of them, so I'm glad I'm clutched under this bush here. I don't know when I will be ready for evolution. I hope it's soon, and when I am ready I'm going to fight for a good spot on the tree, where I won't get picked off too easily.
It is morning. Morning is the best time of day. We all crawl around happily, chewing leaves and watching adult Beedrill bring food back to the hive. I wonder what it looks like up in a tree, but I have no wings yet. But, someday I'll be a big strong Beedrill, and when all the Weedle will look up to me, like I look up to them. I can't wait! So I munch a bunch more leaves before it gets too warm and dry, making me lazy.
When I hear something hopping close by, I hide. It's sniffing around looking for food. It digs at the leaves I'm hiding under! It has found me! No use in hiding anymore. I cry a warning to my siblings and raise my head up, trying to look as big and scary as I can, but the Zigzagoon doesn't care, it claws at me! I writhe and wriggle, and get out of its clutches, I don't even look before I leap, I just leap, stinger first at the soft, furry head. The Zigzagoon whines and runs. I'm safe! I was lucky. My siblings come over to check on me, but I'm okay except for an ugly wound in my side. It'll heal with time, and soon we're back to munching leaves and growing big and strong again.
One morning, I feel it. It's finally time for me to evolve! I'm ready! I see at least three of siblings are already climbing the nearby tree, looking for a space. No way! I'll show them! They're not going to take my spot! I hurry up the tree, and after a terribly long time, I catch up to one of my brothers. I get my head under his tail and struggle. He struggles too. He turns around and faces me, head to head, Weedle to Weedle, we'll see who the strongest, biggest Weedle is, who deserves the spot highest on the tree where it's safest and closest to our protectors, the Beedrill, our parents, our aunts and uncles, our big siblings. Head to head, stinger to stinger we struggle and push trying to get each other off. I can't let him get his stinger under me, I have to wriggle him off! That spot will be mine!
That's it! I got him! I pull up his head and crawl forward and push him off! I have won, but I can't stop yet. One of my sisters is poking at my tail. I don't want to turn around and face her, but my lowest feet are already being pulled off, I'm losing grip on the tree. I have halfway turned around when I see another one of my sisters brawling with the one who poked my tail. I decide to keep crawling up, I hurry as fast as I can between Weedle and Kakuna, which there are more and more of the higher I get up. I almost fall, trying to squeeze between two Kakuna, and I decide to settle on the first spot where there's enough space. Here I sit, finding the evolution inside me, which takes a moment. Then, the energy flows through my entire body, and engulfs me in light. My body feels so energized, I'm afraid of what will happen if I move! I feel myself growing, changing, taking a different shape, and stick very strongly to my spot on the tree. And then I'm done. I am now a Kakuna.
I have a new hard shell protecting my body and I see Weedle all around me glowing harshly and evolving into Kakuna themselves. Above me are branches and more Kakuna. Flying in and out of the leaves are Beedrill. I'm comfortable here. It doesn't take long before I fall into a trance that keeps my mind closed, like I'm sleeping. I can see, I'm aware, and I can release alarm pheromones any second I need protection, but other than that, I'm asleep. I barely see the other pokemon eat my siblings, or the Beedrill fight off danger after danger, or the days passing. I'm just here, sleeping.
And then, one evening, I feel something. I feel slightly awake, and I feel something inside me. Just like that feeling I had before I evolved to Kakuna. I twitch. Now I'm excited. I spend the whole night moving a little bit, getting free of my pupa shell, slowly with each movement I feel my new body getting free. By morning I start stretching. The shell is too tight and needs to open. I have to get out. I stretch again, and I feel the beginning of a small crack form in the the back. I can't wait to get out! I stretch again, filled with a blast of incredible energy, I open the shell, and push my body out, in unison with so many other Kakuna. I stretch my new wings and legs, and my body finally takes its final shape. I am Beedrill, and for the first time in my life I feel it. I am adult now. I feel responsibility in me.
I flap my new wings, move the twin stingers on my front legs a bit. I move my abdomen, turn my head and wave my antennae. I smell so many things with my antennae. The most compelling scent is above me. I flap my wings at high speed and fly for the first time, up into the leaves. Up here is something that compels me to stay here, it smells just right. I know. This smells like home. This is my hive, this is my home, and it's my duty to protect it and our Weedle, with my life.
They have a storage of food ready, and I munch happily until I am full, then I sit with a few other Beedrill for a short while, before they tell me I need to help find food, now that much has been eaten by the new Beedrill like myself. I take off together with many others. We scout, heading out in different directions, searching for food everywhere. I manage to find fresh berries. We carry some back home and make other Beedrill follow us. They bring more until there is no food left, and we scout around for more food, but fail. I find nothing. After a hard day, I return to the hive tree, where I hear many other scouts also failed. Then, I sleep on a branch together with everyone else. I am happy at home.
I hope you all enjoyed reading this first chapter ^.^
I had no idea what genre to give this, I hope I didn't pick wrong.
Next chapter will be up soon ;)