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PKHT Saga One: Origin
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PokeHybrid-> Term made Nov 14th 1998. This word can’t be used at all without my permission.
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PoKeHybrids... The fusion of a human and a pokemon. A bane of this world or a blessing?
Back then, all hell broke loose. Team Rocket was assigned to make sure that Hybrids did not exist, or rebel against society.
Ironic that they started creating PoKeHybrids... Transforming innocent people... since 18 years ago.
What has happened here is from the past. 5-6 years ago, I was an elite member of Team Rocket, known as a Hybrid Hunter. The only reason why I am telling you this now, is because someone has to know the truth about why and how I have changed so drastically. From Hybrid Hunter, to the only known PoKeHybrid Trainer in existence so far. Maybe you could understand me much better once this is told. This is my story, my Origin of sorts. Late 1998...
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Chapter 1 Water and Fire
Jim: ..........
I walked up to a house in Pallet Town. Looking around, I checked all of the gear I have had on me. Basically at that time, i'm 13. Black baggy jeans, black loose shirt, mid-length hair parted down the middle. Spanish tan skin was present all over me, and thick eyebrows rested above my weary eyes.
Jim(to myself): Okay... My armor is an element resistant long-sleeved shirt, dark baggy denim pants, a belt with an empty pokeball attachment, a Black/Grey Jansport backpack, and a sword holder on the left side of my belt. My main weapons...
Jim(thinking): Gotta check my pockets.
I checked my pockets. 2 9mm 16 round handguns are there.
Jim: Time to go to work.
From H.Q. I got a call from my cell phone. I had to capture, or if I had to...kill the being that was inside the house in front of me.
Jim: -Sigh...- Here we go again...
Jim(thinks): How long, how long...will I slide? Separate my side...I don’t...I don’t believe it’s bad... Slit my throat it’s all I ever...
I walked inside of the house. The front door was unlocked... One room away, there was a living room with a carpet floor, a T.V., and a Nintendo64.
Jim: Hello? Is there anyone there?
I walked inside the living room and closed the door behind me. A boy started to approach me soon after.
Boy: Sir.....
-I looked at him. He was wearing blue baggy shorts. The boy was barefoot...almost. The kid was also wearing thin black sandals. Somehow...his toenails were bright blue. They don’t look painted... He has the face of a 11 year old, but he was 5ft 8in tall, exactly my height.
Jim(thinking): What the hell...This.....is the target?!
I focused my attention to the boy. He looked right at me...
Boy: Oh.....what.....is.....happening to me?.....Please sir.....help me.....
I just kept on looking right at him with a cold stare. There was somethin’ moving around between his toes, as if something was trying to get out of them. As much as I have seen many transformations from human to PoKeHybrid... still is a new experience to me.
Boy: Ahh.....Something is moving between my toes.....Oh..........something.....is.....Oh.....Oh! Coming out of them!
After he said that, he yells in pain while I look at his feet. .Between his toes, a layer of skin that looked like regular skin tore through his toes. Somehow, his sandals were still on his feet.
Jim: Obviously a water PokeHybrid. Just have been TFed (TransFormed) not too long ago by PSI (psionics, psychic) or chemical. Chance of being Lv.2 Hybrid 20%. Chance of being mostly pokemon, Lv.3 Hybrid 80%. could you still be human?
Boy: Why.....is this happening.....to me? Oh.....Oh.....my body is in so much.....pain.....help.....seel!
Jim(thinks): Hello, what have we here?
Jim: '_' A Seel PoKeHybrid. The combination of a seel and a human...
The kid’s eyes start to get teary eyed.
Jim(thinks): Water PKH...Speaking of water, what's with the...light blue tears?
Boy: What.....was that?
Jim: Human side is failing...
Boy: That.....that was me?Jim: Eh... yeah.
At that time, I did not see too many children and teen PokeHybrids. They were growing in number within 1998... Combined with the events all this past 2 weeks, I feel sorry for him...
Boy: Why won’t this.....stop.....Seel! oh..........Ah!!!
After the kid said that, his legs started to get stuck together from his ankles. As they were joined, his shorts’ legs ripped. They didn’t rip apart though, making the shorts almost look like a skirt.
Jim(thinks): Unh...::Holds his stomach:: I've never gotten used to people TFing....
Jim: That’s weird, the webbed toes lost their layer of skin. Hmm...your feet look normal, excluding the fact that your feet are connected from the ankles in a V-shape, like a Seel’s back flippers.
Because of the transformation of his legs, the boy couldn’t stand up anymore. He was laying on his stomach.
Boy: Seeeeeeeeel.......
Slowly, a white long horn grew from his forehead, near his black medium-long straight hair. The kid’s eyes grew bigger in height. The pupils became a combination of brown/cerulean blue tone. His face.....His mouth and nose...Slowly looked Seel-like.
Jim(thinking): Ugh...Thank god he doesn’t look too grotesque... He has the whiskers, the small tusks and everythin’ but the large tongue.
The boy opened his mouth wide and screamed in pain...
Boy: Seel!!! Ahh!!! My face!!! Twisting.....and changing.....Unh.....
Jim(thinking): His mouth is certainly larger than normal...I see his tongue...It looks like a Seel’s, but it’s inside of his mouth.
The boy’s entire body grew blubber all over his body, somewhat making the body structure of a Seel. His skin grew lighter, almost white.
Jim: -sigh...-
Jim(thinking): A boy Seel PokeHybrid...Arms are out, legs in a curve, his form of standing up, and his head is looking right up at me. Hey, his feet are to the sides of the bottom of the tail. They still have sandals on.
I looked into his eyes. He kept looking at me with his tears running down his face faster than before.
Jim: Whoever you are, i’m a Hybrid Hunter.....I can’t help... you.....
Boy: No.....Please.....Don’t end my life because of my tragic fate.....
Jim(thinking): What?! Since when did a boy his age say something like that...? His pokemon side?
Jim: Because of TR regulations, all known Pokehybrids must be exterminated from existence.....
Jim(thinking): After what happened 2 weeks ago, then to here...
Jim: So...
I took out one of my guns from my right pants pocket. I aimed to the kid’s head.
Jim: -_- ...I have to kill you.
The kid looked right at the gun just above his horn.
Jim: -Sigh...- Kid...I don’t want to do this, but I have to.
Boy: Please.....Seel.....help me..with...my.....human.....side..........fighting.....Seel Seel.....
Jim(thinks): Seems like the kid won't resist...damn, this is bad...
I loaded my gun by pushing a magazine in the gun’s handle.
Jim: ....Goodbye.
Boy: ...Pain...Sadness...Seel...Seel...for...something I have...had no control...over...
My hand started to tremble.. Memories flooded over to the multiple times this has happened, and now... I just felt so bad for this Hybrid.
Boy: Unh.....Pleas.....Seel Seel.....don’t.....kill.....me.....Seeeeeeeeeel.....
After a few seconds that felt like forever....
Jim(thinking): Death....because of....their appearance.....am I hesitating? He's....an innocent life.....It shouldn't be destroyed! What am I doing?!
Jim: ...Damn!
....I slowly aimed my gun away from his head, and put it back into my jeans pocket.
Boy(thinking): I...I...I'm alive? If he did not kill me, something is up...
Boy: Seel? Seel...Thank you... Seel...
Jim: ...You’re welcome.
I looked all over the kid’s body.
Jim: -_- .....You're very lucky...I didn't kill ya.....Hey. What’s your name?
Boy: Seel Seel! Walter.
Jim(thinking): It seems that he’s a Lv.2-3 hybrid. Mostly everyone i've found were almost pokemon, Lv.3-5...Been seeing alot of 1-3s lately..
Jim(to myself): Interesting...he can still talk.
Walter(notices Jim talking to himself): Well, I guess I could.
Walter: Why.....exactly didn't you kill me?
Jim: Look...Your appearance and look... Hit a nerve from long ago... I can’t kill you for Team Rocket... You’re innocent...
Jim(thinks): Walter...
Walter: So.....Seel.....I guess...I....Seel.....could.....
Jim: Yeah. I’ll let you go.
Jim(thinking): But where will he go? If I won't kill him, someone else will.
Walter: Thank you! Thank you so much! Seel Seel! Seel Seel!
Jim(thinks): I wonder if he wants to be with me...
Jim: Do you mind coming with me?
Walter: Alright. You didn’t kill me.....And you will let me free.....I’ll go with you!
Jim(thinks): Damn! He has a very good attitude about life! Friggin optimist..
Jim: I’ll protect you. Don’t worry. ..I KNOW how...
Walter: Seel Seel! Thanks!
Jim(thinks): I...might as well tell him...I don't know too many people anymore...Screw it...
Jim: Hey Walter, do you think I should quit TR?
Walter: How come?
Jim: I.....can’t take it anymore.....Capturing and killing.....I want to help someone.....
Walter: Seel...::He puts his hand over my shoulder:: You're helping me. That’s a start.
Jim(thinks): I just...almost killed him...and, he, ...wants to be my friend?
Jim: : ) Thanks...Relax for a second, okay?
Walter: Pokeball? Umm...Okay. See ya.
On my belt was a prototype PoKeHybrid ball, used for TR to capture rare PokeHybrids to them. Stole it on my own time... I threw it at Walter. In a few seconds, Walter became enclosed inside the Pokeball.
Jim: Alright... Gotta think what to do now... Of course! I’ll go to Misty. She knows me as friends from a while back. It's been a few months since I last saw her. I can show her Walter... Or not...
I left the house, going toward Cerulean City.
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Typed on April 14th, 2000 3:20PM(eastern)
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