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Unheeded Warnings: Absol TF
It was 1 o clock in the afternoon on Route 120, and a young trainer named Alex was walking through the grass. Alex was about fifteen years of age with an average weight, above average height, and red hair. He was an up and coming trainer, and had aspirations to become a Master. Unfortunately he had one major flaw in his personality: he never followed any warnings. Indeed, he thought that he was too cool for anyone to try to warn him about anything; even if he did get into trouble, he felt sure he could easily break out of it with no problems. This attitude stayed with him throughout every aspect of his life and thus he always got into many scrapes. Today, however, he would get into a scrape that he could not get out of so easily.
As was mentioned before, Alex was walking through the grass on Route 120 at 1 o clock in the afternoon. He was searching for a good Dark-type to challenge the twin Psychic gym leaders Tate and Liza of Mossdeep City. However, the day was very hot, and it kept getting worse as the hours dragged on. Finally, he was forced to seek shelter from the oppressive heat. As he searched for a building, he spotted a small cabin by the side of the road. Finally, some shelter! he thought as he headed for the door. Before he got there, however, several Absol, a Marill, and a Poochyena charged in front of him. Alex panicked, thinking they were about to eat him, and froze still, shutting his eyes in order to not see them eating him. A few seconds went by, and nothing happened. Alex uncovered his eyes and took a step nearer to the cabin, at which action the group of Pokemon reacted violently to, charging at him again. It soon become clear that whatever was in the cabin was something dangerous if it moved Pokemon from different species to try to turn humans away at risk of capture. Any other trainers would have heeded the warning and found another place to seek relief from the shade. Not Alex.
"Move, you stupid Pokemon!" Alex yelled, as his way was once again blocked by the crowd of Pokemon. "I just want to get in from the heat! What's the big deal?" Suddenly, the door to the cottage began to open. This apparently was sufficient enough to terrify the assembled Pokemon, as they fled the scene before the door opened all the way. Out stepped the sweetest and nicest looking old lady Alex had ever seen in his life.
"Come in, come in little one," the lady said, gesturing for Alex to enter her home. Alex stepped through the door, and the lady closed it behind him. "Please, please sit down and have some water." With those words, the lady clapped her hands twice, and in came a Kirlia in a maid's outfit with the water.
< Is this good, my mistress?> the Kirlia asked using telepathy. "Yes, dearie. Now you can go ahead and rest now." the old lady said. "Meanwhile," the old lady continued, turning to Alex, "what's your name?" "My name is Alex," Alex said, drinking the water as he did so. "Why?" "I always make it a point to know the people who visit my house," the lady explained. With that, Alex told the lady about himself, and the old lady had lots of questions. Several of them were a bit more personal than he would've liked, but he answered them to the best of his ability. Eventually, Alex began to feel a little odd, and so he excused himself.
Alex hurried to the bathroom, feeling strange cramps throughout his whole body that grew worse with each passing moment. Finally, he reached the bathroom, only to see something in the mirror that shocked him. On his face, there was a splotch of dark bluish looking substance. Alex reached to touch the spot with his hand, and was mystified to find the spot was actually fur.
"H-hey! What's going on?" Alex questioned, fear beginning to fill his voice. He felt more fur sprout from around his head and body, while the beginnings of a mane could be seen starting to grow around his neck.
"It's beginning", came the extremely excited voice of the old lady, who had somehow managed to slip behind him without him noticing, and began removing his clothes. Alex would have replied and stopped her, but his face reshaped itself, turning into a leonine muzzle as his eyes grew bigger and the irises turned a bright red. A second later, and Alex screeched in pain as a horn-like appendage burst out of the left side of his head and curved to form a sickle-like shape. His hair was practically all white fur by now, and part of it extended to cover the right side of his face. His hands reformed from five digits into three as his fingernails grew into sharp claws and a dewclaw popped out of the former wrists. As the fur claimed the lower part of his body, Alex felt a sickening crunch as his spine readjusted itself to a quadrupedal shape and his legs became hind legs. As Alex lay on all fours, a thin, blade-like tail pushed out of his rear to complete the transformation. When it was all over, the being that had been human now lay on the ground as a full Absol. The old woman laughed as she walked closer to him.
"They never listen. The local Pokemon warn them and warn them, but they come anyway. You wouldn't believe how easy it is to ensnare them, Alex. All who drink the water I give them become the opposite of their vices. You, Alex, fail to listen to any warnings, so you became a Pokemon that constantly receives them. My Kirlia maid used to be a little girl with no loyalty whatsoever, and now look at her. It's all for the better." The old witch (for that's what she was, Alex thought) laughed as Alex tried to attack her, only to fall to the ground in pain as visions of disasters and a strong desire to warn people about them filled his mind.
"I suppose I could make you into one of my familiars, but this is punishment enough. Now out! Shoo!" the old lady said, grabbing a broom and whacking him over the head with it. Alex fled from the broom out the door that the Kirlia opened with her telekinesis. Outside, the other group of Pokemon was waiting for him.
< I see you failed to follow our warnings,> the lead Absol said. Alex could only hang his head as the other Pokemon stared at him. < I know.> Alex mustered up the courage to say at last. < We cannot change you back, but you may stay and help us warn others away from your fate. Do you accept?>
Alex thought for a minute, and then replied < I accept.>
< Good,> said the lead Absol. < Now come with us. We have work to do>. With that, Alex went with them towards his new life.
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My third story on deviantART!
Sorry for the delay: I went home for the holidays this week and helped my folks out with the farm, but I got this story done!
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Wait a second, are you sure this is your THIRD story on here? Because this is something a writing veteran would make.