Yes, I am back with another one of my hard-hitting stories! Again, I am into Pokemon, and this story, SERIOUSLY, was one of my dreams. I just added a little. Hope you enjoy! This is just the Prolouge of BOOK 1! >:)

Prolouge

Even through the darkness of the night, the evil eyes of the Houndoom were still able to see even the smallest movement. The woods were quiet except for the blowing of the wind through the trees. The Houndoom stood and waited, as it's master had told it to. The moonlight shimmered in its eyes as it stared at the black building in front of it. The Houndoom didn't avert it's gaze, even as a small Pichu, the prey in which he hunted, passed by it. This job was important, or his master wouldn't had chosen such a Pokemon for the job.

Inside the building, a young girl sat, eyes staring out the window, waiting for dawn when the Houndoom would leave. This girl had a unique look to her; Her black hair had a tint of blue streaks down it and small, dull horns, almost undetecable, poked through her skull on both sides of her head. Her eyes were the color of emeralds, mixed with a blue color, giving her beautiful turquose eyes. Her fingernails were unusually long, and pointy as well. She had ears like a Skitty and a long tail like a Espeons. Her teeth were a tiny bit sharper than the average humans. But, even through all these differences, she was still a very beautiful 15 year old.

As she stared in hartred at the Houndoom, the Pokemon's eyes met hers. The Dark Pokemon snarled lightly at the girl, lips curling back to reveal sharp teeth. It was almost as if it were smiling at her helplessness. The girl snarled back, showing her not-as-sharp fangs. The Houndoom grunted and returned to making sure she didn't escape. The teenager sighed and moved away from the window. Why did she have to be caught like that? She had been in this ''specially made building, just for her'', as the captor called it, for almost 3 days. She had almost escaped, but the Houndoom had caught her, giving her a nasty scar down her right leg. The teenger sighed again and sat down against the wall, legs pulled up to her chest. Her dull tan rag dress itched horribly again, but she tried to ignore it as tears came to her eyes. Was she the only Poke Morph in the world?

A sudden clicking startled her out of her deppressing thoughts. The bolted door opened and, as if answering her question, many more teenagers in rags were pushed in, each bound at the wrists. They all looked as she did; Depressed and wished they were somewhere else.

In all, 5 more teenagers were pushed in, followed by a man dressed in a red and black suite. A large C was painted in red across his shirt. The 15 year old's eyes turned red with rage. This was the "master" that took her freedom!

The man's cold eyes washed over everyone of the depressed teens. He raised an eyebrow at the one with remorse hatred and exceeding anger in her eyes. Then, he smirked, as if her hatred amused him. The teenager tried her best to hold herself back. She knew he had Pokemon far stronger than she, the Shadow Ones, as she called them. Then, the "master" returned his gaze to the whole group, narrowing his eyes as if they disgusted him.

"Everyone of you will board the morning train tomorrow," the man rasped, his voice sounding like stabbing knifes. "For, what," He paused and grinned. "You will not like. Goodnight." he said coldly, turning around and exiting the prison. The familer clinking and clicking made the prisoners narrow their eyes. The girl took notice of this. Carefully standing up, she noticed that 4 were grouped together, trying to keep out the cold. 1 was huddled alone by the cornor. Everyone of them had different characteristics than the other. She walked over to the group of four, which held 2 girls and 2 boys. They looked angry and fear was identified in their eyes.

One boy, which was in the cornor of the group, had large ears that looked like an Espeons'. He had sharper fangs than the girl, and his eyes were orange. His fingernails were also long and sharp.

The girl next to him was different. Her hair was a dark purple color, and she had small purple scales going down her back that had rubbed through the rags, exposing them. She also had what appeared to be small wings, barely noticeable, on her back. She had regular human teeth and hands and her eyes were a purpleish color.

The other boy, sitting next to the girl, had a long white tail that flicked around in the air. His eyes were big an alert and a pretty emerald color. He had sharp teeth and fingernails that almost looked like claws. His hair was blond.

The final Poke Morph, a girl, had long, light purple hair that reach to her knees. A cresent moon rested upon her forehead, barely noticeable. Her hands were small and her fingernails were like the girls, sharp but not enough to make them painful. Her teeth were dull and she had dark gray eyes.

All 4 looked at the 15 year old with fear and intrest as well. They must have noticed her small horns and tail. Trying to show she was friendly and one of them, she took a deep breath closed her eyes and was surrounded by a purple light. It spun around her not even 2 seconds and it disappeared. The girl was no longer standing there. The place in which she stood 1 second ago was an Umbreon. The lights on it's paws and body flickered different colors as she stepped up to the boy with the Espeon ears. He gasped in delight and a green light engulfed him, and, in a flick of the Umbreon's tail, was gone. Before her stood an Espeon. The Umbreon smiled and looked at the others.

The girl next to the Espeon was engulfed in a white light and in her place was an Eevee. The boy next to her was engulfed by a yellow light, and in his place stood a Jolteon. The final girl was engulfed in a red light and in her place stood a Flareon. The 5 Eeveelutions cried out to one another and nuzzled each other in greeting. Then, once again, they were engulfed by their color of light and returned to their human form. The 15 year old girl, who was the first in the building, smiled happily, her eyes gleaming with the fact that she wasn't alone.

"I'm Kaylsta," she greeted in a sweet voice. She turned to the boy that had turned into an Espeon. He grinned.

"I'm Kane," he answered, bowing. The two turned to the girl beside him.

"I'm Aranel," she replied, a bit giddily. All three turned to the next boy, who grinned broadly.

"I'm Frollo," he answered, flicking his lavendar tail around happily. All the Poke Morph's turned to the final girl, who blushed shyly.

"I'm Kamlyn," she answered after a second. "But you can call me Kami." They all smiled at one another, before realizing what they were doing there then frowned. This wasn't a happy reunion. Kamlyn turned away from the group to look out the window at the world. Frollo lowered his tail and sat with his back against the wall, staring out into space. Aranel flicked her small wings and turned to sit in the small hay they had as beds. Kane did the same as Aranel, finding a damp bundle of hay and laying down with his back to the group. Kaylsta was about to do the same as Kamlyn, but her ear flicked toward the boy that was sitting all by himself. Her had a long lavendar tail, like a Mew's, and ears like an Eevee and they flicked when she turned to him. Without moving his head, his eyes fell upon her. Kaylsta could sense the hurt and despair in his eyes, even though he tried to hide it with a glazed look. Kaylsta was surrounded by her purple light and transformed into a Persian. With small strides, she padded over to him, ears flicking with the hurt running through him. He moved his head one time toward her to growl at her. But she didn't stop. She padded all the way over to him and was struck by an emotion she had never felt before running through her veins. It was a very pleasent feeling. Kaylsta could sense the emotion on the boy too, but he again tried to hide it with anger. Sensing he was about to attack, Kaylsta transformed back into her human self. She flicked her long tail and him and at first his anger disappeared and his emotions were easily read through his eyes. But, he returned to the angry look and glared at her, eyes narrowed.

"What do you want?" he snarled, obviously angry over something that had happened. Kaylsta narrowed her eyes.

"I want to know if you're okay," she huffed back, trying to keep her temper.

"I'm fine," he muttered, looking away from her. "Now, why don't you mind your own business,"

Kaylsta sighed. "I was just making sure you were okay." She looked away from him, staring out the window. "If we're going to escape we all have to get along."

The boy snorted. "And how do we escape? I'm sure people will notice kids walking around with huge ears and tails, not to mention horns. We wouldn't make it past the tree over there." Kaylsta snorted back.

"In case you haven't noticed we are Poke Morphs! We can transform into Pokemon!" Kaylsta waited for an answer. Finally, the boy looked up at her.

"...Yes, I know, but..." He sighed and looked down. "You haven't seen their Pokemon have you?" Kaylsta scanned her memory. Did he mean the Shadow Ones?

"The Shadow Ones?" she asked. He lifted his head and nodded. "But, it's not that simple," he replied. "That Shadow around them...seems to make them strong. In order to leave, we would have to let them chase us, and then lose them. But, when they get a scent, they keep it. We'll be Pokefood in three shakes of that Houndoom's tail," He chuckled at his dark joke.

Kaylsta narrowed her eyes. "Then we'll just have to outrun them." Then, she transformed into an Eevee and hoped on the windowsil, thinking of a plan to set them free.

To Be Continued...