"I... what's happening to me..." Peter couldn't feel his arms or legs. What did that thing do to him? The Pokémon he was chasing backed up in horror. Police sirens could be heard nearby and flashing blue lights were approaching. Suddenly, Peter noticed that he had some sort of new body part to control. A new power.

A super power

Prologue

The History of the Beauts and Hidiums

Pokémon have evolved over time in many ways, especially the ones in this world. Like humans in real life, these Pokémon have developed their minds and communication abilities to form a society. The Pokémon in this tale have developed an economy, government and many other good things that humans have created as well. One of the unfortunate things humans have created is inequality. And sadly, the mythical creatures inhabiting this world have also created it. In a world where humans are nonexistent, the inhabitants of this world are discriminated against by species. More specifically, how physically appealing said specie is.

There are two groups in the world. The first is the "regular" or "good" Pokémon. They go to work, get paid and live relatively good lives. These Pokémon are known as the "Beauts". They make up most of the world. But there is a region filled with Pokémon that have been treated harshly for generations. The are known as the "Hidiums"; called this because they were dubbed hideous by those in power.

Many decades, possibly centuries ago all Pokémon species were equal. But soon everyone became obsessed with beauty. A war broke out between the species deemed ugly and those that were not. This is where the term "Hidium" was coined to represent those seen as too physical unappealing to be in society. Sadly, the unattractive Pokémon were severely outnumbered and had no choice but to surrender. The Beauts grew tired of looked at the horrendous faces of their defeated opponents. All Pokémon deemed too ugly to be a part of society were exiled to a region with few resources. There they lived for many, many long years.

Sympathy for the Hidiums died down overtime. It wasn't long before almost no one outside the Hidium village supported them and those who did were shunned. The Hidiums simply lived on their reserve and didn't leave out of fear.

However, a certain species of Pokémon did not belong to either group. The Zoroarks. They were a secret species of Pokémon hoping to trick the first world society into accepting the Hidiums. The Zoroarks are masters of illusions and have been in recent years caring a lot about the Hidiums. They came up with a plan to help bring the Hidiums into the modern society.

And that brings us to the present, where a young adult by the name of Peter Wolf will attempt to get involved with the program and become the first Hidium in decades upon decades to live among the "beautiful" Pokémon.

Chapter One

The Program

Peter Wolf the pinsir got out of bed. The sun was barely rising, yet he had much work to do. The first thing that needed to be done was to check on the crops. He went outside to the family farm where his father had already begun inspection.

"Morning, Peter," his father greeted him. Peter's father, Staney Wolf, was an accelgor. He was a wise and hardworking member of the community. Like everyone else, he had a specific crop to grow which he would share with the rest of the village in exchange for their harvests. His job was to grow potatoes, and his son was a big help pulling them up out of their roots. Despite his last name, neither him or his son were very wolf-like. They simply grew their crops in the fields and were content with what they had. Well, at least Stanley was.

"Heya, Pop," Peter replied. "Today's the day, you-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Stanley sighed. "You've been talking about it since you got selected two weeks ago. Look, it'll be dangerous. You can always back-"

"Nuh-uh! Never!" insisted Peter. "There's a whole world out there and you know it! I need to finish what Mom started." Peter's mother was also a Pinsir. Ten years ago, she attempted to escape from the village. She wanted to live among the people of the outside world. The wealthy and attractive ones known as the "Beauts". She knew as well that there was a far better world out there and she wanted to find it. Sadly, she didn't make it far past the border of the village before she was killed. The police brought her body back. As punishment, they had half our farms burned. Since then no one dared to venture forth. That is until now.

"Your mother wanted and still wants you to be safe," Stanley argued.

"Not all the time. She knew risk taking was important and you damn well know it." Peter's mother was a tough subject between him and his father. Even a decade later they both were still not completely over it.

"Please, let's not mention her now. We don't want our goodbye to be a fight."

"You're right," Peter agreed. "Are you ready?"

"Yep. Are you?"

"Are you joking? I've been preparing for this day for two years, seven months and twenty day! I've passed every test! You know that the zoroarks chose me!"

Ever since the war, the zoroarks had taken interest in the Hidiums. They were one of the only species that was able to live within the city and among the outcasts. This was due to their ability to create illusions. The Beauts knew that they were often times being tricked, but they didn't care as long as the appearance of those living among them were up to standard.

"Yes, I know," Stanley said. "But you know I'll always worry. Now go say goodbye to the village. Then come back here." Peter nodded. He walked away and headed to the town square. A ceremony for his departure was considered, but it could raise suspicion and attract the boarder guards. It's not like they needed one anyway. They all kept in touch with each other and knew everything about one another.

"Mornin', Peter!" called Mr. Kenyan. He was Peter's neighbor; a garbodor. His son Jack, also a garbodor, was Peter's best friend.

"Hiya, Mr. Kenyan. Is Jack home?" asked Peter.

"He'll be out in a minute," Mr. Kenyan replied. "I just can't believe it. When that darn zoroark Alan came down here with his wild idea eight years ago, I thought he was crazy. 'Ain't no one gonna be able to do that' I told myself. And now, here you are."

Nearly eight years prior to Peter's departure, a zoroark by the name of Zenzhi came to the village with an idea. Him and the other zoroarks has been hoping for peace between Hidiums and Beauts for as long as the separation between them had existed.

Zenzhi's plan was to teach the Hidiums how to live in a society with the Beauts. Zoroarks are well known for their ability to create illusions, and the plan was to disguise a Hidium as a Beaut and get him or her to live in their society. Slowly they would add more Hindiums disguised as Beauts if things went as planned and then they would begin supporting equality between Hidiums and Beauts.

Someone had to go first. Many young Hidiums volunteered. They were educated in the ways of the society outside their home. Currency, laws and other things of modern culture were taught by the zoroark. Soon came the tests and Peter Wolf came out with the best results. As Peter was reminiscing about all he had been through to get to this point, Jack appeared at the door.

"Can't believe you did it," congratulatied Jack. "I'm gonna miss you, dammit, but don't forget that I won't be too far behind. You'd better do good so I can join up." Peter and his Garbodor friend exchanged a hug. A stag beetle hugging a living pile of garbage. A strange acceptance you'd only see in the village of the Hidiums.

"The world will be ready for you before you know it," assured Peter. He let go of Jack. "Take good care of everyone while I'm gone.

"You know I will." After this promise, Peter bid Jack farewell and left without looking back. Not much was said but not much needed to be. Actions say more than words and that loving embrace between two best friends said a lot.

Peter said goodbye to the rest of the village. He gave his farewells to nearly every member of the community he possibly could. Despite the large population, it didn't take as long as one would think due to the fact that everyone lived so close together. Soon Peter met Zenzhi at the meeting spot.

"Today's your big day," Zenzhi said. "Are you all set? Said all your goodbyes? Remember; you'll be gone indefinitely."

"I've done all I can," Peter confirmed. "I'm ready to see the rest of the world!"

"Glad to see you're enthusiastic," chuckled Zenzhi. "Now tell me the identify I've crafted for you."

"My name is Bruce Kanger. I am a Machoke who is applying for a job taking pictures for a newspaper. I am moving into an apartment on Pearl Street and I come from a small town called Plainco," recited Peter perfectly.

"Well done. You know what you're doing," complimented Zenzhi. "All that information has been inserted into the government files. It's time to go."

Zenzhi didn't want to waste any time. They began to walk away until Peter's hometown seemed so tiny. Peter took one last look at the village and continued on, ready for the trials ahead.

Message from the author:

Hi! Thanks for checking out my story. As you can probably tell I'll be tackling themes like discrimination, the over obsessiveness of beauty and some other things. This story will also be a sort of superhero story. Expect some heroic actions from Peter later on down the line.

Also, when selecting characters from the list, Pinsir wasn't there at all! Can you believe it?! Someone contact the people at ! Have them add a genre for Action while they're at it.

I should also mention the feedback I got earlier from when I published this chapter initially. I was given a lot of constructive criticism and I'm very grateful for it. I'm far from perfect and having my flaws pointed out from a different perspective is always useful. That's why I redid this part of the story a bit to make it more substantial.

That's all for now! Please leave reviews so I can improve. Thanks for checking me out!