Wewt~! The second chapter is up. I'm getting these done pretty fast from having a blizzard. X3

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon, though I wish I did. 3;

They had been walking for what seemed like weeks, even though it was only four days. As each day passed, it was clear that a harsh winter was fast approaching. Grey clouds filled the sky, blocking out the only source of light. The temperature was dropping quickly, leaving the pair with steam as breath. The grass, much to the young girl's horror, was already dried up and brown. She had hoped to see the soft green grass and trees with green leaves and fruit from her childhood, but everything was dead.

Makoto tried her best not to let the unknown season get her down; however, no matter how much she tried, the tears she had held captive inside just didn't help. The girl reached up to her now-damp face, wiping away some of the tears. They should have just stayed in the laboratory. There, they were safe, warm, and actually had food.

The Luxray leading her to Arceus knows where stopped, turning around to look up at the once-human girl. "Makoto, don't cry…" Red and yellow eyes pleading, the lion-like being sat down, still staring up at the girl.

Sniffling, Makoto was only able to get out a few words, her voice trembling. "B-but, they won't… They won't stop…" Wiping away some more tears, the white haired girl kneeled down, wrapping her arms around the Luxray. At least she had a warm partner Pokemon with her. If she didn't have Tryphe, she would have never made it through the long ten years she had been in that white prison.

A loud rumbling could be heard off in the distance. The large lion-like Pokemon instantly slipped out of the PokeMorph's grip, taking a protective stance in front of the girl. A low growl rumbled in the electric-type's throat as her red and yellow eyes glared off in the direction the noise came from. "Stay back."

Above the bare trees, a grey and black helicopter with a large red R painting on both sides came into view. Team Rocket? Seriously, it took them four days to track them down? They had been walking, for Arceus' sake! This just goes to show how much of a failure their grunts were.

Speaking of grunts, six of them were already lowering themselves to the ground, tossing up a couple of Pokeballs to let out their Pokemon.

Makoto whimpered at which Pokemon they decided to use. All of their choices had a type advantage against Tryphe: Nidoking, Hippowdon, Marowak, Sandslash, Drilbur, and Garchomp. How were they going to get out of this?

The Luxray, however, didn't seemed phased by this. Dark gray and blue fur puffed out to make her look larger, the electric-type's face darkened while she used Scary Face.

Team Rocket's Pokemon, however, only cringed before charging off towards them. Though it was hard to hear, one of the grunts yelled out "Don't kill the girl!" She doubted they heard him.

Just like when she was four, the girl was only able to sit there, light blue eyes wide, as the large Pokemon come towards them. Makoto buried her face in her arms, closing her eyes tightly on instinct. 'Mother, Father, help!'

As if her late parents had answered her silent prayer, the temperature instantly dropped, and the cries of the grunts' Pokemon flowed through the air. Makoto didn't dare look, but she could tell that someone had used Blizzard.

Back on the scene of the battle, a lone figure had just half-defeated the ground-types with just one move. The only thing that was off was that this seemingly human boy had just used a Pokemon Move! With a look of pure determination, the spiky-haired boy lifted out his hands. A large black swirling aura-like hole formed around the weakened ground-types, putting them to sleep within a matter of milliseconds. The boy's blue eyes then flashed red as a shadow-like version of himself flew off towards Team Rocket's Pokemon, sucking up the rest of their energy.

The grunts quickly recall their Pokemon, bolting off to the helicopter. Once the Rocket grunts were inside, the unknown boy put his hands together and formed a ball of black and purple circles. He then crouched and spun around while holding out one of his hands, making the orb float over to the end of the hand. Finally, he fired a beam of black and purple circles from the orb. The pulse shot out towards the helicopter, which was trying to flee. Two of the airborne vehicle's blades were then torn to bits, thus causing the helicopter to crash-land far away from the three.

The Luxray, who had been watching the 'battle', just stared at the odd boy. Her dark fur finally smoothed itself out as she shook her pelt, clearing the confusion that crept up on her as the boy easily defeated six Pokemon, all at once. Tryphe then turned towards the white haired girl, who was still not wanting to look up.

The spiky-haired boy watched from afar in silence, surveying the odd pair. Why had Team Rocket targeted them, of all people? Sure, they didn't look like your average trainer and Pokemon. Heck, the girl probably didn't even know the first thing about battle, seeing how all she did was cower in terror. Why did such a weak girl as herself have a strong Luxray? 'Must have been a gift from her parents…'

The boy was about to turn and leave when he heard the electric-type speak in the human language.

"Come on, Makoto! You can open your eyes now. The Rocket grunts are gone."

Dark blue eyes watching with a newfound interest, the spiky-haired boy began making his way to the pair, his steps quick yet quiet. He reached the electric-type and white haired girl within a single minute. Crouching down, he finally spoke, even though no one could see his mouth moving from the large turtleneck part of his short-sleeved shirt.

"Hey, kid. You're 'mother' told you to open your eyes." He kept his voice cold as spoke, smirking inwardly when the girl flinched at the word 'mother'.

Tryphe growled when the strange boy was suddenly beside her. What was with this human? He already scared off-and probably killed or injured-the Rocket grunts, so why was he still here?

Said 'human' paid no attention to the lion-like electric-type. Instead, he kept trying to get the white haired girl to look up. His method was poking her head, which, surprisingly, was effective.

At first, Makoto didn't budge; however, the boy was persistent. She soon gave in and slowly lifted her head, light blue eyes round as she stared up at the spiky-haired boy and Luxray.

"Darkrai…"

The boy looked a bit taken aback, not knowing how to respond. How did she figure out just by looking at him? Yes, folks, if you hadn't figured out by the Dark Void move he used earlier, he is a Darkrai PokeMorph. The only thing that was a bit off about him was that he looked completely normal. Not even a Pokemon could tell he had the DNA of Darkrai flowing inside him. The only 'human' who ever could was her

"How… How did you-" He wasn't able to finish, for Makoto interrupted him.

"Your aura-it's the same as a Darkrai's." The white haired girl was still trembling, but most of the shock from the battle she pretty much missed was gone. She was now just cold.

Said Darkrai PokeMorph narrowed his eyes slightly, but he try to pry into how she knew anymore. Instead, he asked a simple question. "What is your name, and where are you from?"

The Reshiram PokeMorph bit her lip, hesitating, before answering. "I-I am Makoto Oono, and th-this Tryphe." She nodded her head in the Luxray's direction. Tryphe didn't seem to fond of meeting the Darkrai PokeMorph, but she didn't try to shoo the boy away, seeing how seeing more of her kind was a good experience for Makoto. This time, the Luxray decided to speak up.

"We do not the exact location, but we are from the Team Rocket laboratory, which I kind of destroyed, off that way." She flicked her tail in the direction that they had been walking from for the past four days.

The boy's curiosity on the pair increased at the mention of the Team Rocket laboratory. That would explain the Luxray's ability to speak the human language. However, why was the girl there? "I'm Trinity Vanheart." Trinity stood up, extending out a hand to help the girl up. Makoto gladly took the offered hand in order to stand. "Mind if I ask why you were at the Team Rocket laboratory, Makoto?"

Again, the white haired girl hesitated before she answered. She could surely trust the other PokeMorph, right? He had a Darkrai's DNA, and, from what she could remember from peeking into the scientists' data late at night, a Darkrai was very loyal when it came to know someone. She didn't know if he'd be loyal to her or not, but she might as well tell him.

"W-well… I was there for t-ten years because of their experiments. I-I have Reshiram DNA…" The female PokeMorph was shaking even more now, both from the cold and from worrying how Trinity would react.

All her worries were for nothing. The spiky orange haired boy just simply stared at her for a few moment, seeming to study her. Running his left hand through his hair, the boy sighed.

"We might as well get you out of the cold. You look as though you haven't eaten in weeks. Seriously, what did they feed you in the lab?"

Trinity reached out, grabbing one of the girl's wrists, much to Tryphe's displeasure, and began leading her into the woods that he appeared from when fighting the Rocket grunts. The Luxray narrowed her eyes, stalking after the two PokeMorphs. She didn't trust the Darkrai PokeMorph just yet, so it was best to keep her guard up around him.