--THE WHITEST OF THEM ALL --
A White Arcanine Story
CHAPTER 1 - prologue.
The chilling wind cut through the sparse woods, freezing snow in every direction. In the middle of these seldom-visited woods, a building stood. (For all those who watch DBZ, think capsule corp. house.) The lit windows seemed to offer no warmth, the plain grey building radiating no warmth or welcome in the bitter cold.
Inside the building, the walls were painted red and black, with varying shades of yellow and orange in some areas as well. People dressed in red and black with volcano motifs on their clothing fill the hallways and cafeterias, the labs where pokemon were created and destroyed, and the secret chambers where legends were sought, to increase the humans power.
The place where my story begins is a short way away, where a small village of pokemorphs lived. I was the only pokemorph to be of a major difference in hue to what normal pokemorphs are. Down one of these corridors, off a secret chamber, I was taken, after my being captured by the Magmas. 'Breakthrough DNA engineering' they called it. To my fellow sufferers and I, it was more like a zoo, with us as the main attraction. They cared not for us. We were theirs to do with as they wished, as fas as they were concerned. My colour - white, with faint silver stripes and glacial blue eyes.
My glacial blue eyes, and my black nose stood in stark contrast to my snowy fuzz.. I was their 'star attraction', you could say. Never before had a pokemon of 3 DNA strands been intertwined, with the victim being alive after the ordeal. Many times they tried on other poor pokemon, but without luck. I found that out from an elderly Seviper with spikes down her spine. I guess I was lucky in a way, though. My body did not have the horrendous deformations that some others had. I had no leg sticking out of my head, or wing on my butt. I was just pumped full of steroids, hormones and poisons, to see what I could withstand. They assumed I would get weaker the more they put stuff into me. I sure fooled them.
Yes, yes, short I know. I have a bit of writers' block today. Anyway, PLZ read and review, I need all the support I can get, as this is my first story.
A White Arcanine Story
CHAPTER 1 - prologue.
The chilling wind cut through the sparse woods, freezing snow in every direction. In the middle of these seldom-visited woods, a building stood. (For all those who watch DBZ, think capsule corp. house.) The lit windows seemed to offer no warmth, the plain grey building radiating no warmth or welcome in the bitter cold.
Inside the building, the walls were painted red and black, with varying shades of yellow and orange in some areas as well. People dressed in red and black with volcano motifs on their clothing fill the hallways and cafeterias, the labs where pokemon were created and destroyed, and the secret chambers where legends were sought, to increase the humans power.
The place where my story begins is a short way away, where a small village of pokemorphs lived. I was the only pokemorph to be of a major difference in hue to what normal pokemorphs are. Down one of these corridors, off a secret chamber, I was taken, after my being captured by the Magmas. 'Breakthrough DNA engineering' they called it. To my fellow sufferers and I, it was more like a zoo, with us as the main attraction. They cared not for us. We were theirs to do with as they wished, as fas as they were concerned. My colour - white, with faint silver stripes and glacial blue eyes.
My glacial blue eyes, and my black nose stood in stark contrast to my snowy fuzz.. I was their 'star attraction', you could say. Never before had a pokemon of 3 DNA strands been intertwined, with the victim being alive after the ordeal. Many times they tried on other poor pokemon, but without luck. I found that out from an elderly Seviper with spikes down her spine. I guess I was lucky in a way, though. My body did not have the horrendous deformations that some others had. I had no leg sticking out of my head, or wing on my butt. I was just pumped full of steroids, hormones and poisons, to see what I could withstand. They assumed I would get weaker the more they put stuff into me. I sure fooled them.
Yes, yes, short I know. I have a bit of writers' block today. Anyway, PLZ read and review, I need all the support I can get, as this is my first story.