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The day began as usual in the quiet, suburban town named Dawn City.  The population was meager - around 20,000 people - but the recently completed construction of the only mall in town made the people hold high hopes for the city's growth. Among these people were two adolescents named John and Nick, who were at the latter's house playing Pokémon games.

"Go, Grovyle! Take out that Floatzel!" John yelled with assertion.  John, who had just hit his growth spurt, now teetered on the six-foot mark. His body was very lean compared to his height, but it was obvious that he still was physically fit even after playing hours and hours of videogames. His sage-green eyes and short, brown hair showed the strong points of his appearance, while his rimless glasses showed the weakness of his appearance.

"Aww, dangit..." Nick muttered to himself as John's most powerful Pokémon comes out. "Your Grovyle still cannot beat my Blaziken, though!" Nick, in comparison to John, was shorter but carried a bit more weight on him. Nick was as intelligent as John was when it came to schoolwork, and equally as hardworking when it came to training his Pokémon. He had onyx hued hair that swept forward into short spikes, and dark brown eyes.

"We'll see about that! My Grovyle is EV-trained all the way, so he’s as tough as he's going to get." John said.

After Nick finished off John's Grovyle and came out victorious, the two decided to drive over to the new mall in town. As John locked the door to his house, the news came on with an evacuation warning for the entire town. Unfortunately, they did not hear the warnings nor notice all of the cars leaving; the house was on a dirt road far from the evacuation route, and the mall was far from it as well...

The two best friends reached the mall, and are somewhat stunned when they notice that there were almost no cars in the parking lot.

"That's odd..." John said as they walked past the automated sliding- glass doors into the mall. "This place just opened, and it's a ghost town."

"Yeah, you're right," Nick replied as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "But we might as well take a look around."

So look around they did. They searched countless stores, boutiques, and departments for any sign of life, but they found none. The two decide to stop in the central plaza to try and figure out what made everyone leave.

"Maybe there's been a zombie outbreak or something?" John said with a half-chuckle.

"...If there WERE zombies, we'd already by dead by now or zombies ourselves," Nick replied. "You know we didn't come up with a good zombie plan."

"Oh, come on, Nick...I keep saying use nukes, but you keep saying not to. It seriously doesn't help if you disagree to all of my-" John stops his sentence short as he hears a growl coming from one of the clothing stores.

"What's wrong?" Nick asked.

"Listen...something's in that store." John pointed to the clothing store, and made a hand gesture for Nick to stop talking. A few seconds later, the growling started again. It sounded like the high-pitched hiss of a cat, but had the same intimidating air of a guttural grunt.  This got both John and Nick to become suspicious, and they both strode carefully and quietly into the store. They eventually reached the front counter, which was where the growling originated from. They both glance around quickly before they slowly peek around the counter...

...And notice two creatures. One was green in color, with leaves literally extensions of the thing's body. They looked as though they could cut through solid rock with ease. John would recognize the creature instantly: It was a Grovyle, and actual Grovyle! And right next to it was the powerful Blaziken, with its hair flaring wildly at the sight of humans. Nick was about to shout with joy until he realized something strange about the two Pokémon...they were both covered in blood. Human blood stained all over the countertops and on the two Pokémons’ maws; stained on the leaves and claws of the creature; even stained on the ceiling. The two Pokémon, Grovyle and Blaziken, both growled menacingly and barred their tainted teeth to show the future of John and Nick - that is, if they didn't do something quickly.

"John..." Nick whispered to his friend. "They're looking at us with  red, glowing eyes...Pokémon don't have red, glowing eyes...and they  look like they just attacked someone...what do we do?"

"Oh, boy...back away slowly..." John muttered. The Pokémon noticed the two begin to back away with a ferocious hiss accompanying the boys’ movement, and the Grovyle and Blaziken promptly lunged towards them with feral rage rushing through their veins. The Grovyle grazed John’s arm with its claws as he leapt and rolled out of the way of a direct blow. Nick isn't so lucky; however, as the Blaziken clenches down on the teen's leg and draws blood. The adolescent shouted at the top of his lungs from the sudden, sharp sting of the bite, but managed to struggle free of the fire Pokémon's grasp. John half-stumbled, half-carried his wounded friend out of the store and away from the Pokémon.  Oddly enough, the pain from both of their wounds was already fading away as they hid behind a steel bench.

"Urgh...why didn't they go after us?" John said with a groan of pain.  The sight of the wound was enough to make him cringe, even though the blood had already dissipated. For some reason, he did not realize this odd anomaly of his body. "They could have killed us right then and there...maybe they're afraid?"

"Uh...I think they were afraid of something else, John," Nick said as his eyes widened in shock at a massive shadow moving towards them. "Oh, shit! We need to get out of here, now!""

The creature Nick noticed was slowly stepping towards them, lumbering heavily as it shook the small trees that encompassed the mall's central plaza. At first glance, a normal person would mistake the Pokémon of titanic proportions for a tree all its own, which sprouted from its spiked back like a floating island. The tortoise-like creature snapped its head forward and let loose a mighty roar, shaking the interior of the mall like a hurricane does to houses. The Pokémon was a Torterra, the massive 2nd-level evolution to a Turtwig. Nick and John quickly glance around for a hasty retreat, but then realize that all of the other directions were cut off by more Pokémon of all shapes and sizes.  The scene was much like a Dawn of The Dead movie, only with cute creatures that somehow became deadly.

This, however, is when John got an idea.

"We need to get past the Torterra," John said with assertion. "It's the only way we'll get out of here alive."

"Alright," Nick replied as he stood up from his cover. "There's no way we can run past it, but we might as well try." The wounds suffered by the two friends would already have healed completely, but a strange, superficial symbol took its place. John also began to have a more greenish skin tone, and Nick a reddish one. They still did not pick up on their changes, likely from the adrenaline pulsing through them as they backed up and got ready to run. The Torterra stopped its movement and waited for the two adolescents to make a move; its pulsating, red eyes followed them like how a powerful lion would stalk its prey. With a sudden, spastic jolt to his muscles, John rushed forwards at the colossus and slid underneath its pale-grey underside. John himself was surprised at his speed and agility; he would have never been able to do that normally. Nick sprinted behind John a split second afterwards, only he turned and leapt to the side of the creature's underbelly and instead ran along its side. The Torterra growled in anger at the two escaping humans, pounding its huge feet into the concrete structure. However, they would not stay human for long...

John and Nick did the only thing that they knew they could do: Flee. They fled out of the mall, past the Pokémon scrambling to get inside, past the trees that reached the beginning of the forest, and arrived in a clearing that looked very much like a park. The normally blue sky had erupted into a dark red and grey hue, creating an ominous wave of forlorn destruction of apocalyptic proportions to make the two friends apprehensive. It was Nick, however, that had to stop running - the stout teen doubled over as a wracking pain struck him deep down in his core.

"G-guh...rrr...what the hell...?" Nick muttered. Just as he finished  his sentence, Nick's body spasmed into a near-epileptic state as the  red-tinted skin began to morph into feathers, spreading out from his  leg wound; the feathers went down his legs, and up to his torso with  tan and orange gradients. The feathers overlapped along the base of his ankles, giving off a sense that the tan feathers were a pair of pants on the changing adolescent. Nick continued to cry out as his feet cracked and creaked, forming rough skin as two of his toes merged into one on both feet. The balls of his feet rose up off the ground and formed into clawed talons. "Hrr...help..."

"Nick? Nick?!" John shouted as he tried to keep his changing friend from any more pain. This would be short-lived, however, as John feels his own body double over from an immensely sharp pain at his spine.  "Nick-agh!"

As John because incapacitated by his own agony, Nick continued to change into a Blaziken. He growled out of pain as the feathers spread all across the teen's now tan-colored skin, and as his hands were afflicted with the same polymorphism as his feet were. Next, his body gained more muscle to gain the Blaziken's fighting ability, and the changes moved up to his face. Nick strained to keep himself conscious as the sound of his skull cracking sent his mind spinning. A long, red beak forced itself forward and took the place of Nick's maw. Soon after, two extraneous appendages burst out from the newly created beak in a V-shape, and his hair lengthened into a rough, white expanse behind him as the changes completed.

John would have noticed Nick's transformation if it wasn't for the searing pain spreading across his own body. John twisted and turned violently as his insides shifted into new locations, not even having the strength to scream. The changes started at his torso and began to spread down his legs. John's spine split asunder near the base of his tailbone with a gruesome crack, and burst out of his rear end to form into two wide, leaf like tails. His thighs gained a substantial amount of muscle, but his legs only got thinner. As this was occurring, the bones in John's feet stretched forward into the Grovyle's unique, elongated footclaws. The toes on both of the footclaws merged into two, hook-shaped talons that could grasp prey and trees alike. After the lower half of John's body was complete, the transformation moved on to his upper body. John felt his underbelly all the way up to his jaw get covered by a red, thick plate that likely was meant for added protection. His arms lengthened in proportion to the rest of his changing body, and his elbows became double-jointed to accommodate for more flexibility.
“N-no…I…grah!” John cried out from pain, obfuscation, and sheer terror as the changes moved to his head. With a massive jolt, John’s lower and upper jaw split into two larger pieces. This alteration affected his teeth as well, causing the human omnivore to become a herbivore. His nose shrunk into his new muzzle, forming two tiny nostrils that were barely recognizable at a glance. John felt the need to glue his eyes shut as his pupils went from circular to hook-shaped slits, which was followed by the agonizing rip of his skull as a single, large leaf sprouted out from the top of his skull and drooped downward like a thick lock of hair.

And then, with a painless tingle down his spine, the physical change was completed. The transformation had a mental side to it, however; John began to feel bloodlust and hatred surge into his mind like a tidal wave.

“Gah…no…you may have taken my body, but you will not have my mind!” John screamed inside his head. The mental euphoria of the corrupted Pokémon was dispelled by John’s willpower, but it caused a great deal of fatigue. The new Blaziken and Grovyle, still with human minds, were sent unconscious and woke up a few minutes later.

“Wha…what happened?” Nick asked with an exhausted tone. He only began to notice his body once his mind reoriented itself to its surroundings – and THAT certainly set off a couple neurons. “I-I’m a Blaziken! This has to be a dream, has to be.”
“…It’s not a dream, Nick,” John replied bluntly. John had awoken before Nick, but had pretended to be asleep until Nick came to. “We’re Pokémon now, and luckily, the ones we like. Think of the other people that were transformed and didn’t get so lucky.”
“Oh…” Nick mumbled out of regret and confusion. “But why are you acting so uptight? You usually aren’t like that, John.”
“I’m uptight because of the thing in the sky,” John said. The Grovyle pointed up towards a spiraling group of cumulonimbus surrounding something that looked as though it came from the depths of imagination itself. The symbol in the sky pulsated with a rainbow-colored hue, its intricately curved structure reminiscent of pentagrams and spell circles. The spell circle had an ominous air surrounding it, but it also seemed to call to the two newly changed Pokémon. “We have to get to that circle in the sky. It might be the only way to stop this.”

Nick stopped speaking at this point, and simply nodded in understanding. Faced with new challenges to overcome, their new forms changing the way they see and interact with the world, and the safety of the entire planet rested on these two Pokémon’s shoulders. John and Nick bounded towards the ground below the symbol in the sky with a combination of fear, curiosity, and determination guiding their path. Their bodies are whisked upward into the sky…

And into an entirely new world.

Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: The Great Divide

Description
The day began as usual in the quiet, suburban town named Dawn City.  The population was meager - around 20,000 people - but the recently completed construction of the only mall in town made the people hold high hopes for the city's growth. Among these people were two adolescents named John and Nick, who were at the latter's house playing Pokémon games.

"Go, Grovyle! Take out that Floatzel!" John yelled with assertion.  John, who had just hit his growth spurt, now teetered on the six-foot mark. His body was very lean compared to his height, but it was obvious that he still was physically fit even after playing hours and hours of videogames. His sage-green eyes and short, brown hair showed the strong points of his appearance, while his rimless glasses showed the weakness of his appearance.

"Aww, dangit..." Nick muttered to himself as John's most powerful Pokémon comes out. "Your Grovyle still cannot beat my Blaziken, though!" Nick, in comparison to John, was shorter but carried a bit more weight on him. Nick was as intelligent as John was when it came to schoolwork, and equally as hardworking when it came to training his Pokémon. He had onyx hued hair that swept forward into short spikes, and dark brown eyes.

"We'll see about that! My Grovyle is EV-trained all the way, so he’s as tough as he's going to get." John said.

After Nick finished off John's Grovyle and came out victorious, the two decided to drive over to the new mall in town. As John locked the door to his house, the news came on with an evacuation warning for the entire town. Unfortunately, they did not hear the warnings nor notice all of the cars leaving; the house was on a dirt road far from the evacuation route, and the mall was far from it as well...

The two best friends reached the mall, and are somewhat stunned when they notice that there were almost no cars in the parking lot.

"That's odd..." John said as they walked past the automated sliding- glass doors into the mall. "This place just opened, and it's a ghost town."

"Yeah, you're right," Nick replied as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "But we might as well take a look around."

So look around they did. They searched countless stores, boutiques, and departments for any sign of life, but they found none. The two decide to stop in the central plaza to try and figure out what made everyone leave.

"Maybe there's been a zombie outbreak or something?" John said with a half-chuckle.

"...If there WERE zombies, we'd already by dead by now or zombies ourselves," Nick replied. "You know we didn't come up with a good zombie plan."

"Oh, come on, Nick...I keep saying use nukes, but you keep saying not to. It seriously doesn't help if you disagree to all of my-" John stops his sentence short as he hears a growl coming from one of the clothing stores.

"What's wrong?" Nick asked.

"Listen...something's in that store." John pointed to the clothing store, and made a hand gesture for Nick to stop talking. A few seconds later, the growling started again. It sounded like the high-pitched hiss of a cat, but had the same intimidating air of a guttural grunt.  This got both John and Nick to become suspicious, and they both strode carefully and quietly into the store. They eventually reached the front counter, which was where the growling originated from. They both glance around quickly before they slowly peek around the counter...

...And notice two creatures. One was green in color, with leaves literally extensions of the thing's body. They looked as though they could cut through solid rock with ease. John would recognize the creature instantly: It was a Grovyle, and actual Grovyle! And right next to it was the powerful Blaziken, with its hair flaring wildly at the sight of humans. Nick was about to shout with joy until he realized something strange about the two Pokémon...they were both covered in blood. Human blood stained all over the countertops and on the two Pokémons’ maws; stained on the leaves and claws of the creature; even stained on the ceiling. The two Pokémon, Grovyle and Blaziken, both growled menacingly and barred their tainted teeth to show the future of John and Nick - that is, if they didn't do something quickly.

"John..." Nick whispered to his friend. "They're looking at us with  red, glowing eyes...Pokémon don't have red, glowing eyes...and they  look like they just attacked someone...what do we do?"

"Oh, boy...back away slowly..." John muttered. The Pokémon noticed the two begin to back away with a ferocious hiss accompanying the boys’ movement, and the Grovyle and Blaziken promptly lunged towards them with feral rage rushing through their veins. The Grovyle grazed John’s arm with its claws as he leapt and rolled out of the way of a direct blow. Nick isn't so lucky; however, as the Blaziken clenches down on the teen's leg and draws blood. The adolescent shouted at the top of his lungs from the sudden, sharp sting of the bite, but managed to struggle free of the fire Pokémon's grasp. John half-stumbled, half-carried his wounded friend out of the store and away from the Pokémon.  Oddly enough, the pain from both of their wounds was already fading away as they hid behind a steel bench.

"Urgh...why didn't they go after us?" John said with a groan of pain.  The sight of the wound was enough to make him cringe, even though the blood had already dissipated. For some reason, he did not realize this odd anomaly of his body. "They could have killed us right then and there...maybe they're afraid?"

"Uh...I think they were afraid of something else, John," Nick said as his eyes widened in shock at a massive shadow moving towards them. "Oh, shit! We need to get out of here, now!""

The creature Nick noticed was slowly stepping towards them, lumbering heavily as it shook the small trees that encompassed the mall's central plaza. At first glance, a normal person would mistake the Pokémon of titanic proportions for a tree all its own, which sprouted from its spiked back like a floating island. The tortoise-like creature snapped its head forward and let loose a mighty roar, shaking the interior of the mall like a hurricane does to houses. The Pokémon was a Torterra, the massive 2nd-level evolution to a Turtwig. Nick and John quickly glance around for a hasty retreat, but then realize that all of the other directions were cut off by more Pokémon of all shapes and sizes.  The scene was much like a Dawn of The Dead movie, only with cute creatures that somehow became deadly.

This, however, is when John got an idea.

"We need to get past the Torterra," John said with assertion. "It's the only way we'll get out of here alive."

"Alright," Nick replied as he stood up from his cover. "There's no way we can run past it, but we might as well try." The wounds suffered by the two friends would already have healed completely, but a strange, superficial symbol took its place. John also began to have a more greenish skin tone, and Nick a reddish one. They still did not pick up on their changes, likely from the adrenaline pulsing through them as they backed up and got ready to run. The Torterra stopped its movement and waited for the two adolescents to make a move; its pulsating, red eyes followed them like how a powerful lion would stalk its prey. With a sudden, spastic jolt to his muscles, John rushed forwards at the colossus and slid underneath its pale-grey underside. John himself was surprised at his speed and agility; he would have never been able to do that normally. Nick sprinted behind John a split second afterwards, only he turned and leapt to the side of the creature's underbelly and instead ran along its side. The Torterra growled in anger at the two escaping humans, pounding its huge feet into the concrete structure. However, they would not stay human for long...

John and Nick did the only thing that they knew they could do: Flee. They fled out of the mall, past the Pokémon scrambling to get inside, past the trees that reached the beginning of the forest, and arrived in a clearing that looked very much like a park. The normally blue sky had erupted into a dark red and grey hue, creating an ominous wave of forlorn destruction of apocalyptic proportions to make the two friends apprehensive. It was Nick, however, that had to stop running - the stout teen doubled over as a wracking pain struck him deep down in his core.

"G-guh...rrr...what the hell...?" Nick muttered. Just as he finished  his sentence, Nick's body spasmed into a near-epileptic state as the  red-tinted skin began to morph into feathers, spreading out from his  leg wound; the feathers went down his legs, and up to his torso with  tan and orange gradients. The feathers overlapped along the base of his ankles, giving off a sense that the tan feathers were a pair of pants on the changing adolescent. Nick continued to cry out as his feet cracked and creaked, forming rough skin as two of his toes merged into one on both feet. The balls of his feet rose up off the ground and formed into clawed talons. "Hrr...help..."

"Nick? Nick?!" John shouted as he tried to keep his changing friend from any more pain. This would be short-lived, however, as John feels his own body double over from an immensely sharp pain at his spine.  "Nick-agh!"

As John because incapacitated by his own agony, Nick continued to change into a Blaziken. He growled out of pain as the feathers spread all across the teen's now tan-colored skin, and as his hands were afflicted with the same polymorphism as his feet were. Next, his body gained more muscle to gain the Blaziken's fighting ability, and the changes moved up to his face. Nick strained to keep himself conscious as the sound of his skull cracking sent his mind spinning. A long, red beak forced itself forward and took the place of Nick's maw. Soon after, two extraneous appendages burst out from the newly created beak in a V-shape, and his hair lengthened into a rough, white expanse behind him as the changes completed.

John would have noticed Nick's transformation if it wasn't for the searing pain spreading across his own body. John twisted and turned violently as his insides shifted into new locations, not even having the strength to scream. The changes started at his torso and began to spread down his legs. John's spine split asunder near the base of his tailbone with a gruesome crack, and burst out of his rear end to form into two wide, leaf like tails. His thighs gained a substantial amount of muscle, but his legs only got thinner. As this was occurring, the bones in John's feet stretched forward into the Grovyle's unique, elongated footclaws. The toes on both of the footclaws merged into two, hook-shaped talons that could grasp prey and trees alike. After the lower half of John's body was complete, the transformation moved on to his upper body. John felt his underbelly all the way up to his jaw get covered by a red, thick plate that likely was meant for added protection. His arms lengthened in proportion to the rest of his changing body, and his elbows became double-jointed to accommodate for more flexibility.
“N-no…I…grah!” John cried out from pain, obfuscation, and sheer terror as the changes moved to his head. With a massive jolt, John’s lower and upper jaw split into two larger pieces. This alteration affected his teeth as well, causing the human omnivore to become a herbivore. His nose shrunk into his new muzzle, forming two tiny nostrils that were barely recognizable at a glance. John felt the need to glue his eyes shut as his pupils went from circular to hook-shaped slits, which was followed by the agonizing rip of his skull as a single, large leaf sprouted out from the top of his skull and drooped downward like a thick lock of hair.

And then, with a painless tingle down his spine, the physical change was completed. The transformation had a mental side to it, however; John began to feel bloodlust and hatred surge into his mind like a tidal wave.

“Gah…no…you may have taken my body, but you will not have my mind!” John screamed inside his head. The mental euphoria of the corrupted Pokémon was dispelled by John’s willpower, but it caused a great deal of fatigue. The new Blaziken and Grovyle, still with human minds, were sent unconscious and woke up a few minutes later.

“Wha…what happened?” Nick asked with an exhausted tone. He only began to notice his body once his mind reoriented itself to its surroundings – and THAT certainly set off a couple neurons. “I-I’m a Blaziken! This has to be a dream, has to be.”
“…It’s not a dream, Nick,” John replied bluntly. John had awoken before Nick, but had pretended to be asleep until Nick came to. “We’re Pokémon now, and luckily, the ones we like. Think of the other people that were transformed and didn’t get so lucky.”
“Oh…” Nick mumbled out of regret and confusion. “But why are you acting so uptight? You usually aren’t like that, John.”
“I’m uptight because of the thing in the sky,” John said. The Grovyle pointed up towards a spiraling group of cumulonimbus surrounding something that looked as though it came from the depths of imagination itself. The symbol in the sky pulsated with a rainbow-colored hue, its intricately curved structure reminiscent of pentagrams and spell circles. The spell circle had an ominous air surrounding it, but it also seemed to call to the two newly changed Pokémon. “We have to get to that circle in the sky. It might be the only way to stop this.”

Nick stopped speaking at this point, and simply nodded in understanding. Faced with new challenges to overcome, their new forms changing the way they see and interact with the world, and the safety of the entire planet rested on these two Pokémon’s shoulders. John and Nick bounded towards the ground below the symbol in the sky with a combination of fear, curiosity, and determination guiding their path. Their bodies are whisked upward into the sky…

And into an entirely new world.

Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: The Great Divide