Poke-genetics: wild
He was not looking where he was going, it didn't matter. He was just running, going wherever his small pikachu's legs would bring him. Ash was crying. He had been told his life had been thrown out of the window. He was stuck. He was no longer Ash Ketchum, aspiring pokemon master, just a small pikachu that didn't even know where he was going. He didn't care.
Genno was also running, but he was inside his house and he was not as fast as Ash. Being a Pikachu was also new to him, he hadn't had the chance to try that morph before. Nonetheless, he arrived fairly quickly in his room. On his bed, Pikachu was still sleeping peacef
Spyro and Cynder transformation by aboloniguy, literature
Literature
Spyro and Cynder transformation
One day there was a boy and his name was Creighton and he was with his girlfriend Miranda. They were at Creighton's house as they usually on a regular day but, this wasn't a regular day. It all started out when they were walking through the park together when they noticed two stones. One was purple and one was black.
"What's with this?" Asked Creighton.
"I don't know but, I like it." said Miranda.
Then the stones flashed a bright light that made their eyes hurt. Once they got their eyesight back they went home to play "The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon". After a while they both felt something in their stomach. Creighton felt war
It was a clear and calm night, not a cloud to be seen in the sky. The moon was giving off a slight bluish glow which felt sad yet magical.
In a random pokemon centre Ash Ketchum lay alone on a signal bed in a one person room. He lay staring up at the ceiling in his white T-shirt and blue jeans. His brown eyes half glazed glowing with moonlight. His black hair was messier than usual. On his cheeks were zig zags, one per cheek, however today his right cheek had some new markings, 3 scratch marks left by his best friend Pikachu. For you see they had gotten into a fight while training and Pikachu had attacked him. Ash arose from the bed went ove