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.))
***Freedom***
The moon was fully illuminated in the midnight sky, the stars shining brightly upon the lone island in the middle of the dead still ocean. Even the waves and wind seemed to be sleeping, gentle splashes barely heard against the smooth stony rocks guarding the island from the outside.
Or preventing insiders from leaving, as Raze silently thought. This island had been his home since he was born, a prison as much as a home for him. But he also knew there was an outside world, somewhere, behind that endless blue marine.
The enclosed cell that he called his 'home' was unnaturally cold during this time of night. Lacking the resources to provide for heat, Raze had to adapt to the hostile environment before he could even crawl. By now, he hardly minded the cold.
However, adaptation could only go so far. Raze knew for a fact that this wasn't the sort of conditions a normal person would live under. According to some other prisoners, most people lived in places called 'houses,' and had something called 'electric heating,' or something to that degree. It sounded like a dream to Raze, a completely foreign and opposite world that he could never understand fully.
Yet still, he yearned for it.
The mysterious world beyond these walls. His mind never ceased to imagine what these 'houses' and 'electric heating' looked like. He heard stories of metal towers reaching high into the sky, kinda like the watch towers all around the island. Only people weren't watching you like a Fearow, and they weren't trying to keep you caged in.
Raze wondered what it was like, without worry or fear or being attacked, injured or punished in any manner. How good it must feel, he assumed. For almost 20 years (he only knew his age because the head scientist continually told him) he had been trapped. Most of the people had lives outside of this, before they were mutated.
Like all Chimera, his appearance was changed to almost mimic the Pokemon he was combined with. He was very pale skinned, having never seen the outside expect on those rare trips to test his abilities on the field. He was thin, almost unhealthy, scars riddling his entire body. His white hair was cut in a bob, reaching out towards his chin, but one strand in the middle was dark blue, curving like a blade. An oval shaped tattoo was placed on his forehead, looking almost like a jewel of sorts. Dark rings circles dark red eyes, insomniac in their dull gaze.
Clang!
Raze turned to look at a pale hand reaching through the darkness. Since his cell was small, he easily reached the hand and grasped it through the doors.
The owner of the hand smiled gently through the darkness. "I finally got to reach you."
Raze squeezed the hand. "Thank you, Matthias."
Matthias nodded. "Sleep, Raze. You got a long day tomorrow."
"Closer to freedom?"
"Closer to freedom. I promise."
