Pokemon: A Pokemorphs Story
Chapter 2: Kori Shimo, cold as the winter winds!
She woke up in a house, a small, battered house but strangely comfortable none the less. She tried getting up, almost screaming in pain as she felt pain resound through her leg. Her leg, she saw was covered in a make-shift cast. Seeing a window, she looked outside, seeing clouds. Knowing it was this late into fall, chances were it was going to snow. She felt another presence, a one that told her a fire type had entered the room, and she turned around to look at it angrily. But instead of a pokemon, a half-human, half-charizard stood in front of her, holding a frying pan over his burning tail.
"Look who's awake, the ice morph" He said, obviously resenting the fact he had saved an ice type.
"Don't make me freeze you solid stranger, there are some moves a fire type cant even melt" She threatened. A smile perked at the boys lips, as if she was a jester, meant to entertain him, only keeping her around for laughs. This annoyed her, he wasn't aloud to treat a nine year old child this way. Something about that smile didn't seem right, as if he was planning something. He shook his head, a gesture the girl immediately knew was to get bad thoughts out of his head. Obviously this man had never been around a woman before, and couldn't help thinking like that when a women didn't yell "Demon! Demon! Get him away from here!" or something like that. Still, she felt the need to do something, and she floated off the bed. Kent watched intently, his smile stopping.
'Here it comes, she's gonna slap me, But what can she do? She is only about 9 years old... Wait, why is her hand encased in-' his thoughts interrupted as a frozen solid hand slapped him a ways across the room. "Ouch! What the hell was that!" He howled, holding his cheek, dancing around as if he was on fire. Well, technically he was on fire, but that's beside the point, It freaking hurt.
"Its called 'Don't mess with a Froslass morph and you won't get hurt' I made it up just a second ago" She laughed, enjoying herself. A smile formed across Kent's face "This is actually quite fun, a person who can move with a broken leg, a Charizard morph, much older then her, trying to cook her bacon and eggs" He grinned, enjoying the girls slight twitch. She looked at the frying pan he still held over his tail, there was indeed bacon and eggs in the pan. "You cooked that for me, yet you hate me because Im a Froslass morph" She questioned, raising her eyebrow. The boy looked honestly offended.
"Hate you? Why would I hate a pokemorph just because she or he was an ice type? I just hate the fact that I had to rescue my types enemy" He answered. The girl sighed and floated back onto the bed, this was normal behaviour for fire types and ice types; For some reason the ice and fire types hated each other, always seeming to get in a fight when around each other. As if on cue, a Flareon walked into the room, seeing the ice type awake and immediately growling at it. "Now then Flare! I will have none of that! Im trying to be nice to the pokemorph, so if you could also be nice, that would be preferred" Kent said. Looking at the bacon and eggs, Kent realized they were done and he went to retrieve a plate. Seconds later, he returned with a plastic plate and to his great disappointment, saw Flare and the girl fighting already. Then, with a sudden realization he realized he didn't know the girls name, and he made a mental note to ask her after he settled the fight. "Ice! Its all about where its cold for you ice types! You just don't appreciate the nice, and warm feeling of a fire" Flare yelled!
"I was born in Antarctica, All I know is the cold! The cold feeling of my parents hands after a long day of work" The girl yelled back! That's when Kent walked into the middle of them, and shot a look at Flare that showed he would have no fighting in this house. He shot the girl a look that immediately quieted her somehow. "Now that you have both quieted down, take your food girl" He said, handing the food to the girl, and he put a bowl of poke-chow at Flares forelegs. The girl looked at the food, and dug in, answering a few questions Kent asked her like; "What is your name"? That was easy, Kori, Kori Shimo. The Japanese words for 'Ice Frost'. "Why are you here, if you were born in Antarctica"? A touchy subject, and she refused to answer. "Where are your parents right now"? Another touchy subject, all she revealed was that they had died on an expedition. She finished eating and smiled, her mood completely changed because of the food. Unfortunately, she had forgotten about her broken leg, and hit it against the table. Immediately tears welled up in her eyes, and screamed in pain, louder then she thought possible for her.
Almost everyone heard the scream, a feminine scream of pain. Most villagers immediately looked the way of the scream, assuming that the 'demon' had claimed another victim. The reason they said another victim was because of the fact that he attacked a villager. Although the villager actually managed to survive, he was forever afraid of fire now, and wouldn't go near his house because of the virtual burning fireplace in it. Many villagers assembled, holding anything from small daggers, to a Shotgun. There was even a little boy, holding a frozen pancake, have thawed as if the boy had hastily grabbed it out of the pan it was cooking in to join the mob. Wordlessly, the mob charged into the forest, heading in the direction the scream had come from. Unknown to the mob though, a boy covered in robes slowly followed them, holes cut out of the top of the hood, showing pointed animal ears. Long, black ears with a yellow ring circling the ears near the top of them. A grin appeared across the robed figures face, this mob, would lead him directly towards the boys house. 'Perfect... I'll follow them to my target' he thought. Soon, that boy named Kent, the Charizard morph... Would be getting a very evil surprise...
Authors Note:This probably isn't my best work, I haven't been writing in a while. I kind of slacked off on the job. Oh well, I will get the next chapter to you as soon as I can, No slacking off! Later.