Pokemon Legends: Project PRSON

by Cassidy S. Waters

They were once human. Now their DNA was corrupted by an organization with one goal in mind; to create a perfect human/Pokemon hybrid, the ultimate weapon. These are their stories, how their lives were taken from them, how they faded into darkness, and how they escaped. A recreation of my first Pokemon Legends: Project ReBIRTH.

4. A Nightmare

Pokemon Legends: Project PRSON

For those of you who have read Pokemon Legends: Project ReBIRTH, consider this its reboot. Project PRSON serves as the beginning of the story I'm about to tell you, about mutant humans mixed with Pokemon DNA. These guys aren't the typical Human/Pokemon mix. They are 90% human, with 10% Pokemon DNA. They are projects of an evil corporation called MORGAN.

The following characters are our cast. From PRSON, to its sequels, we will travel with them into distant lands, meeting new people, strange enemies, and mysterious powers beyond their own control.

((A special note to the makers of these OCs; you guys are great in being so patient with me! I wanted to thank you by allowing you to add anything you feel this story may need. And, San child of the Wolves, I will be pairing Raze with Matthias this time around. I'm more comfortable with this, so I hope you enjoy!))

((IF ANY OF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN JOINING POKEMON LEGENDS, PLEASE USE THIS LINK ( w ww .f anfiction topic/49334 /38007250 /1/A-WHO LE-NEW-POKE MON-STORY-F OR-REALZ) TO CREATE A CHARACTER.))

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***A Nightmare***

She was special, that much she knew. After all, not many people dreamed about a legendary Pokemon.

And she did. It was a story she was very familiar with. Her parents couldn't conceive, so they went to the only place they could think of; Mt. Coronet, where the great celestial Pokemon Arceus lived. Although they never encountered it personally, they begged the Pokemon to help them.

Their prayers were answered, and Ayame was born. A marking at the base of her neck, a telling sign that Arceus heard them.

And since as long as she can remember, she had dreams about the Pokemon. She, too, never saw Arceus in person, nor did she always hear it in her dreams, but there were times where she felt its presence.

Communication, however, had been completely cut off. Sleep was a luxury she could not allow. Dreaming will only allow the pain to sweep through. It wasn't just nightmares she feared. Every day was a nightmare. She couldn't wake up from this.

No, she did not Arceus to know. It might come to aid her, and it will only become yet another prisoner.

She mustn't fall asleep. She mustn't dream.

Dark bags rested under her green eyes. The tints of red from the DNA transfer were duller than usual, and her normally light tan skin was ghostly pale. Her limp locks of red hung in front of her face, a particular lock streaked with blue and black, also from the DNA transfer, hid her eyes from the preying eyes.

She appeared to be asleep to the outside world, something she wanted. It was better this way. Obey the authorities, keep the pains to herself. Hide the darkness dwelling in her soul away from the possible light of hope. She was used to it.

Tomorrow was yet another testing day. She would be subjected to horrid conditions, thrown into the Hydreigon den. She needed rest if she wanted to survive.

After the tests, the guards would then torment her Pokemon, force her to watch her friends hurt and humiliated beyond reason. Where these people even human?

Tired. She was so tired. She'll close her eyes momentarily, doze a little. But only for a moment. She can't sleep for long. She had to wake up.

To keep the nightmares away. To keep Arceus away. To keep it all away.