I slowly opened my eyes, which made no difference to what I saw. Pitch-black nothingness, I was trapped! I started to struggle causing the area I was contained in to wiggle. I hit my head against the side of my confinement and heard a crack, before I blacked out, in pain of hitting my head.

~Third Person POV~

Mackenzie Merie, known as M&M to her family, was still sobbing, after hearing the horrible news. Her brother had snuck out of the house, and gotten stabbed by the creature. Nobody knew what the creature was, just that nobody got away if they trespassed its land. He was dead, but he would live on, unknown to her.

"M-mom! I-It's H-hatching!" She spoke in a stuttering voice, probably since she had been sobbing for such a long time.

"Well then, M&M get the towel! And don't forget the bottle!" Her mother responded.

Mackenzie nodded then rushed over to a couch, grabbing the towel and bottle before walking back over to the egg. She sat down by it and looked at it.

Alan started to struggle again, breaking the egg open and falling forward tired. He was covered in the goo from the egg, and was quickly snatched up in a towel and wiped clean. He started to complain but the towel was nice and warm, and for some reason it felt a lot nicer than normal. His skin had become green scales, and there was a curved bit of bone on the back of his head. He had a tail, and no teeth.

Mackenzie smiled at the little Axew she was holding in her arms, wrapped in the towel and started to feed it with the bottle.

Alan looked surprised at the bottle but something in his head bugged him, and he was pretty hungry, so he reluctantly started to drink from the bottle. What was inside was a nice blend of Oran berry, and Tamato berry, which tasted pretty good, so Alan continued to drink it.

Mackenzie smiled as the Axew continued to drink, but giggled as he fell asleep. "He must be tired from hatching… but he doesn't even know what he was born into… poor guy."

~end third person POV~

I woke up and almost immediately felt degraded. I was in a crib, and I soon noticed that my hands weren't hands, they were were paws. I got onto my feet and looked around before trying to say help. To anyone hearing it, it soundly like a scared, "Axew..." Mackenzie came up to me, through the doorway and smiled.

"Hey little guy, your awake." I frowned before growling slightly. I didn't appreciate being called little. "Oh, sorry. I won't call you little guy... you are a guy right?" I gave her a 'really?' look, but nodded. "Don't give me attitude, it's hard to tell pokemon genders."

I blinked some as I was picked up, before something rubbed my cheek. It was a hand, and it brushed against something on my jaw. "Wow so their already growing. That might be uncomfortable..." I blinked some before reaching up a paw and feeling where she had stopped. There was a small nub of bone there, and I could feel it easily. So I really was going to be a pokemon, for the rest of my life. The talk with the two legendary dragons had brought questions into my mind, along the lines of, 'What destiny?', 'What do you mean I won't be me?', and 'Wait why don't I have fingers?!'.

Mackenzie walked off with me in her arms, taking me into the living room, where my human mom and dad, and my other sister. I blinked some and squirmed trying to get out of Mackenzie's arms. She noticed and set me on the ground before blinking some. "Sorry lil' guy." I growled again. "Right... We need to come up with a good name for you... What do you think of Draco?" I shook my head before pointing at a newspaper. There was an article in the paper on the horrific death of my formerly human self.

Mackenzie's eyes teared up. "Th-that... that w-was m-my brother... h-he b-broke the r-rules and d-died f-from it..." I mentally face-palmed. I shook my head again. "Y-you want t-to b-be called A-alan?" I nodded. She looked at me then at the newspaper before looking at mom, dad, and her little sister. "... What do you guys think?"

Mom nodded. "I'm for it... but how does it understand you?"

Dad nodded as well. "Same here... and I think it's since pokemon understand battle commands... who's to say they don't understand all of our speech?"

Teresa was the only one to say nothing. Wiping tears from her eyes, she nodded.

Mackenzie looked at the Axew, known as me. "Welcome to the family... A-alan.."