Hey people! Sorry I didn't post yesterday, I didn't get home until nine last night.
About OC's, I only got two for the main and a lot of minors -_- I was looking for a very specific (it took me a full minute to remember how to spell that word right xD) type and didn't find one, so I'm using them all as minors. I'm sorry about that...
ENJOY!
Chapter One
Myles
I've been doing a lot of running lately.
No, not the kind that you do when training for a marathon or for exercise or sport or whatever.
I've been running for my life.
Six months ago these people started chasing me. Not for the reason that I'm a so-called dark freak. That's a pretty common reason as to why some people don't like me, considering the black hair, black leather hoody, dark sunglasses, black sneakers, and that I like to stick to the shadows.
I actually don't quite know why they're chasing me, but I'm guessing it's because I'm a darkrai pokemorph, meaning I can change into a human or any pokemon, but I'm most comfortable as a darkrai, and my nature reflects upon it. Some pokemorphs' looks show it, like mine.
I've already tried ditching them. I went halfway around the world for a month before coming back to my hometown of Sydney. They followed me on the plane, through the cities I visited, and then back. What was with them, I didn't know. I still don't.
As of now, they're on my heels. This isn't the first time they've done this, and it sure as hell won't be the last if I manage to escape them.
Today there's four of them. As usual, dressed in trench coats with dark sunglasses and black combat boots.
I'm pretty sure they have weapons, but they haven't pulled them yet. Yet.
I turn a corner, heading into one of the darker streets of the city. Darker even for now, a moonless night with clouds covering the stars.
I keep running, hearing my footsteps echo loudly. I have to think of something, and fast! I tried to morph. As soon as I had started to go white, I heard a bang and a bullet embedded itself into my left arm. The white washes away, but I'm still human... I had to get into some cover before I could try again.
Damn it! Do you know how many times I've hurt that arm?
Trying to ignore the pain, I dodge right into another corner.
Shit! That damn corner turned me into a wall...
The guys are on me too fast, and suddenly I'm struggling. One slams my body into the rugged brick. Two others grab my wrists and shove them to my sides.
A white light shudders down my body as I try and morph. The moment the fourth guy sees this, he jabs a stun gun into my back.
Suddenly, I can't move. I once read something about stun guns. Something that said they can leave you temporarily paralyzed.
That was now the least of my problems. I felt a needle in my back, and knew it was a tranquilizer.
The blackness hits hard.
It would have been longer, but this was written before I had any OC's. I was a little over-eager xD Hope you guys liked it! The next chap will be posted soon :D