Special shout-out to my friends IcyNivervana, and AGuyWithGreatSkills! Oh, it says AGuyWithNoSkills...eh. The two additional pokemorphs were inspired by them.

I was not happy to be alive today. For one, I am a pokemorph, and even my parents hate me. Also, tonight was the night that my dad went out and got drunk. He didn't become that joyful drunk, or sleepy drunk. No, he became the type of drunk you didn't want to get into a fight with, or look at him for that matter, while he was drunk. This was also when he would spend his entire night up with my mom, constantly asking for a normal son. I, on the other hand, he would make me do the laundry, clean the house, and treat me like a dog. I lived in a six feet by six feet room, with only about five feet to stand up in. I had a bunch of pillows, and a food bowl. I could barely eat any of the food he gave me. But before I go any further about how bad my life is, I need to tell you more about myself.

First off, and something I have already told you, is that I am a pokemorph. I am a Eevee morph, making me able to use a variety of attacks. Secondly, I am willing to stick my neck for anyone that ever showed kindness to me. Right now, the most kindness I get is from the doctor, who for some reason is fascinated by me. Thirdly, I am planning of sneaking out tonight and finding a new way to live life. And fourth? I already have two friends who are not actually humans. First off is someone who calls himself, Icy, who is a Mew morph he's kinda shy around strangers due to his parents beating him up somtimes just for fun. Second is a Luxray morph. He calls himself Skills, for some reason, and is a great cook. As to why he says skills, it is because he has some great ones. Once beat up a bunch of people who were going to try and fight me and Icy. Well, tonight I was planning to sneak out and join them with our quest to find epic booty, as in to get lucky. For some reason, the person I am with is normally very lucky. I managed to nab my dad a few lottery winners, and he never thanked me for it. Honestly, I think he is way to far in dept to think about that. But back to the main subject; me sneaking out of the house. It is kinda easy to do, since I am a shiny Eevee morph, as in I have golden fur, and I have been doing it to escape my dad's belt for a long time. I had planned that the moment my parents fall asleep, I would escape to the park, where I and the others would meet. I just had to get a silver hoody, which I had been saving for, a pair of white pants, and some temporary dye. My mom always used to dye her hair the color of her skin, so she would think my dad wouldn't see the hair. Doesn't work to well, though. I am getting off track so I need to get going. Didn't learn English and these skills for nothing!

I slid the window out my bedroom open slightly, and wrote a note on the pillows I had to sleep on.

"I am sick and tired of your crap, Dad. I am going on strike for the rest of my life. Don't bother finding me. The blood will be on your hands."

With that, I left. Quickly striding to the park, I could see two distinct figures in the distance. One was wearing a white tee with a light blue hoodie over. He also had worn jeans and blue trainers. A light blue mew tail was outside the bottom right pant leg.

Deffinitly Icy. I thought

Another figure was wearing a white and black hoody, with black jeans and some yellow shoes. A Luxray tail bulge inside one of the pants that the figure was wearing.

And that is Skills. I thought as I walked up to them.

"Hey dude," Skills said.

"Good to see you as well. Got any stuff we can use? I only have a lighter and a few pillows." I said.

"Well, I do have a knife, and a few blankets. How bout you, Skills?" Icy asked.

"Got some silverware and a few pots and pans. Should make us last for at least three months, providing we can find our own food." Skills answered.

"Alright, we need to get moving, before our "Family" finds out we're missing." I said.

We all started walking to the forest. We needed to stay away from civilization for a while. We could go around and find a way to hitchhike, but we needed to get to a city where it was in the country. Couldn't quite remember what its name was. After all, I had just gotten away from my parents and sufficiently probably pissed them off on the way. I didn't mind though. If they wanted me to go through hell on the sixth circle, they could suck it. I needed to find opportunity. We needed to find family. As Icy stopped, I could hear something. The nod from Skill told me that we all heard what I heard. A pack of Mighteana. While not so dangerous to us individually, a pack could make us get bruised pretty badly, meaning we would be traveling slower, meaning our "families" might find us. I slowly walked to the nearest branch and used Iron Claw. Cutting the branch, I set the end on fire, making a dim light to help me and Icy see. Skills volunteered to stay on watch for us, as he can see without the fire. We continued walking until we found a small lake, which was perfect to rest for the night. Icy and I soon had fallen asleep while Skills took watch. The sleep went smoothly.

The next hour after we fell asleep, we were up and having a race with each of us using either quick attack, or extreme speed to race to the next city.

We soon started panting as we had used our energy up, and we needed something to eat. Thankfully, Skills already had that covered. He picked some rawst and oran berries, and made a nice oatmeal with the chucks being rawst and the oran berries being the stew-like substance. We, once again, had to camp out for the night. This time however, I was on watch, as Skills needed sleep. I quickly dosed off and didn't realize that I was being watched by a pair of red eyes. I slowly slumped down to look at the stars.

"If only I had been that free at first." I said to myself.

"If only." I could hear Icy mumble in his sleep. I smiled and ruffled his ears, making him cringe a bit, as I chuckled inwardly.

The next day was a bit early, as I woke up to see the dawn ripple the sky with its colors. Skills was getting up, while Icy was still snoring. I laughed as he snorted and tried to grab what seemed like a giant plushy. As me and Skills shared a good laugh, he started to wake up, slowly coming to his senses. We quickly got to the edge of the forest and to yet another lake. This time, though, we got ambushed. This was real.

I looked to see what seemed to be a pack of Combuskin. I mentaly face-palmed for not knowing that they would come. I slowly draped my hands in Iron Claws and saw Skills crackling with electricity, as if ready to strike with a Thunder attack. Icy had ice swirling around both his fist and his face, as if ready to release an Ice Punch and a Blizzard if needed. The first combuskin leapt, feet stretched, and then I did a surprise ice beam, freezing the combuskin solid. The rest followed suit, only to get either a blizzard to the face by Icy, a surge of electricity by Skills, or a shadow ball by me. Skills is the kind of person you don't want to attack, and I am the person who is strangely speedy. Icy was kind of shy, but he would protect his friends.

After about an hour of the combuskins coming at us, we finally beat them. Sure, they fought back, and we had a few slashes in our cloths and burn marks. We did it though; I let out a small chuckle as we started getting ready to get going. I quickly glanced to Icy and Skills. Icy had no slash marks on his cloths, and had very few burn marks. I remember he was more of a healer than an attacker. Skills, on the other hand, was covered in scraches and had a few burns. He had taken out a good many of the combuskin with either iron claw or thunder. I had very little damage to my clothes. Only one burn mark and three scratches were on my body.

After about another three hours of walking and talking, we were in the middle of the forest when we spotted a three story house. All the lights were on, and it was getting close to sunset, so I went up to the house to peek, ignoring the warnings from Icy. I looked inside to see a few rooms. One room had a bunk bed, and a dresser with many clothes. I looked over to the next room to see a gym with treadmills, puching bags, and a boxing ring. By this time, Skills was also up with me, trying to see what else might be in there. I eventually found the living room. Inside, there were what seemed like blurry people. They each had a mug and sounded like they were talking. I slowly crept away to where Icy was. Skills did as well, and he seemed a bit worried.

I sighed and decided we needed to find a place for shelter.

"So, where to? The best I see is the house and the small hill." I heard Icy whisper.

"We need to get to the hill." I whispered back.

We started going to the hill. When we got to the top of it, the last thing I remember is me blacking out due to the combination of electricity and ice.