InuYasha Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Bred To Thieve ❯ Of Nero's Mind ( Prologue )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: DPVS 
When he was a shapeless blob , who shall befriend him ?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.16.2008 | Updated On: 06.30.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 309 | Status: Completed
When he was a shapeless blob , who shall befriend him ?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.16.2008 | Updated On: 06.30.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 309 | Status: Completed
Bred To Thieve (Edited Edition)Disclaimer : I don't own Pokemon and Idon't own Inuyasha . Nintendo owns Pokemon and RumikoTakahashi owns Inuyasha.
This part is entirely written in this Pokemon's P.O.V.As I lay here , watching these humans walk around me with instruments . I think , ' Those instruments hurt ' - I label them as tools of pain . Are humans always this way? Allowing others to be hurt as they researched ? I have came to the conclusion they did research from what I hear through this glass . This glass is the one thing in which both , me and the humans need or want - the glass is my matter of life or death . For the humans , it is the matter of success or failure . At least that's what I believe . However , the humans have been becoming more bolder with this " experiment " as they call me . All save one human , which I have learned to recognize . She is what they call " weird " to the humans because she would refuse to take notes on making me learn moves when they actually turned me into a Pokemon to just take notes of what happened . It pained me each time I went into a Pokemon form only to be found writhing on the floor , crying in pain . I have already been a Dragonair and it felt like I was tossed into hell just to die . If it wasn't for that female human , I might have died . The other humans had left me like that , seeing how long I would last as a Dragonair . ***Flashback***
The female was walking past when she heard my screams of pure torture . These humans would probably mark me as a failed experiment and move on with their life if I had died . But no . She , my savior , had charged at the door , breaking it and causing the other humans to start cussing at her . I had growled at the humans to stop , and all they did was stare at me in amazement . The blob of a Pokemon , actually showing some emotional and verbal response other than pain ? This was an opportunity too good to miss . The scientists jotted down what happened and then began asking each other , what could have triggered such a response ? They then had began to poke and prod me as I had seen the female go and feed their other creations . Those creations were : The Eevee and it's evolutions with wings , Mewpupkiss a crossed Pokemon , Lattailo , and much more . I did not let out so much as a whine while the scientists were poking me , because I had sensed it was near the time they left . However , I had learned from the scientist's words that very few scientists could afford to live at the lab , up in the Penthouses about 20 floors from the lab that I was in . The names I had gathered were : DPVS , Arthur , and a female named Katrina . The scientists had left that day , making the female that saved able to give me some sort of liquid . She always talked to me when she did this , and I always catch on every word . Because of this , I had learned she did her own research to find me a Pokemon body I can live in , a body to call my own . She had told me that she was an Eevee breeder , and that's how they got the winged Eevee and evolutions . She had wished she never even mentioned she was an Eevee breeder to the ' Damn heartless bastards ' . And , what I consider best of all , is that this human promised me she would take me away from here when she found me a Pokemon I could be . We even had a way of communicating . When she asked me a question , I would growl to disagree and whine to agree . *** End Of Flashback***
So everyday after the Dragonair incident , she would come up to me when the scientists left , and asked me if I wanted to turn into the Pokemon she suggested . If the day was bad , I'd reply with a growl . If it was good , then a whine . When I did agree , I tried not to yelp or let out a cry of pain for her . Her medium brown hair would always look glossy when she did these trials , and that somewhat made me want to try throughout the night . When I was a Pokemon , I always had a sense of This Would Not Last . She knew somehow that I was able to tell if that Pokemon was what I was to be , and so asked me , " Is this it? ". I would always reply with a shake of my head , or growl if I was able to . She would shake her head in disappointment , and turn me back into my blob-like self to put me back into my tub-like container . One night , before she put me back , she had asked me a simple question , " What do you want your name to be ? " She had said about 15 different names accompanied by a growl from me , until we settled upon a name we both liked. Nero was my name to be , when I had a Pokemon body , and she would call me it in secret when the other scientists weren't around or were busy . ***100 days and Pokemon later***
That human woman and me have been growing close somehow . I kinda like this feeling really . While the scientists were busy with their other creations like every morning , she had came to me and whispered , " I think I found you a body Nero . " She had even called me the name I agreed to , hoping to increase our friendship . I had let out a tiny whine of excitement , hoping to begin my future with this woman . This woman called DPVS . Finally , it was the afternoon . I dreaded afternoons , because it would mean the scientists would take turns to mess with me . I was turned into a Jolteon , because they were hoping it would mean I could be used here still . I saw a lone notebook right near me , and I walked over to see what was in it . I came upon notes saying that I seemed slightly compatible with Jolteon , an Eevee evolution . I then saw that it said that whatever I was turned into , I would always have lots of black with some white . I looked down at myself , and saw the black paws and legs , but the white neck . One of the scientists spotted me , and carried me back to the chamber that transforms me . I lasted longer in Jolteon form , and there was lesser pain than before , but still pain . The scientists got excited at this , meaning I would end up as part of the Eevee family . (again) They were recording notes of what happened , again(don't need the extra again). DPVS managed to catch me again after they put me away and said , " Those assholes finally managed to figure that out . Your personality distributes characteristics of an Eevee , Umbreon , or Leafeon . Not anything else so it's one of those Pokemon . I promise we'll get out of here soon . You , to your well earned future , me to my well earned diploma . I only have one class left . " I knew that she took a college for demons and had to promise to mate to a demon just to be there , and as fate should have it , her last class happens to be Demon Mating . *****A/N's****** Me: Hi people! I'll update as soon as I can!Nero : Please review or I shall use Pyschic ! Me: And I'll get my own weapons ! * Startsgrabbing pennies * Nero: Just Review!
This part is entirely written in this Pokemon's P.O.V.As I lay here , watching these humans walk around me with instruments . I think , ' Those instruments hurt ' - I label them as tools of pain . Are humans always this way? Allowing others to be hurt as they researched ? I have came to the conclusion they did research from what I hear through this glass . This glass is the one thing in which both , me and the humans need or want - the glass is my matter of life or death . For the humans , it is the matter of success or failure . At least that's what I believe . However , the humans have been becoming more bolder with this " experiment " as they call me . All save one human , which I have learned to recognize . She is what they call " weird " to the humans because she would refuse to take notes on making me learn moves when they actually turned me into a Pokemon to just take notes of what happened . It pained me each time I went into a Pokemon form only to be found writhing on the floor , crying in pain . I have already been a Dragonair and it felt like I was tossed into hell just to die . If it wasn't for that female human , I might have died . The other humans had left me like that , seeing how long I would last as a Dragonair . ***Flashback***
The female was walking past when she heard my screams of pure torture . These humans would probably mark me as a failed experiment and move on with their life if I had died . But no . She , my savior , had charged at the door , breaking it and causing the other humans to start cussing at her . I had growled at the humans to stop , and all they did was stare at me in amazement . The blob of a Pokemon , actually showing some emotional and verbal response other than pain ? This was an opportunity too good to miss . The scientists jotted down what happened and then began asking each other , what could have triggered such a response ? They then had began to poke and prod me as I had seen the female go and feed their other creations . Those creations were : The Eevee and it's evolutions with wings , Mewpupkiss a crossed Pokemon , Lattailo , and much more . I did not let out so much as a whine while the scientists were poking me , because I had sensed it was near the time they left . However , I had learned from the scientist's words that very few scientists could afford to live at the lab , up in the Penthouses about 20 floors from the lab that I was in . The names I had gathered were : DPVS , Arthur , and a female named Katrina . The scientists had left that day , making the female that saved able to give me some sort of liquid . She always talked to me when she did this , and I always catch on every word . Because of this , I had learned she did her own research to find me a Pokemon body I can live in , a body to call my own . She had told me that she was an Eevee breeder , and that's how they got the winged Eevee and evolutions . She had wished she never even mentioned she was an Eevee breeder to the ' Damn heartless bastards ' . And , what I consider best of all , is that this human promised me she would take me away from here when she found me a Pokemon I could be . We even had a way of communicating . When she asked me a question , I would growl to disagree and whine to agree . *** End Of Flashback***
So everyday after the Dragonair incident , she would come up to me when the scientists left , and asked me if I wanted to turn into the Pokemon she suggested . If the day was bad , I'd reply with a growl . If it was good , then a whine . When I did agree , I tried not to yelp or let out a cry of pain for her . Her medium brown hair would always look glossy when she did these trials , and that somewhat made me want to try throughout the night . When I was a Pokemon , I always had a sense of This Would Not Last . She knew somehow that I was able to tell if that Pokemon was what I was to be , and so asked me , " Is this it? ". I would always reply with a shake of my head , or growl if I was able to . She would shake her head in disappointment , and turn me back into my blob-like self to put me back into my tub-like container . One night , before she put me back , she had asked me a simple question , " What do you want your name to be ? " She had said about 15 different names accompanied by a growl from me , until we settled upon a name we both liked. Nero was my name to be , when I had a Pokemon body , and she would call me it in secret when the other scientists weren't around or were busy . ***100 days and Pokemon later***
That human woman and me have been growing close somehow . I kinda like this feeling really . While the scientists were busy with their other creations like every morning , she had came to me and whispered , " I think I found you a body Nero . " She had even called me the name I agreed to , hoping to increase our friendship . I had let out a tiny whine of excitement , hoping to begin my future with this woman . This woman called DPVS . Finally , it was the afternoon . I dreaded afternoons , because it would mean the scientists would take turns to mess with me . I was turned into a Jolteon , because they were hoping it would mean I could be used here still . I saw a lone notebook right near me , and I walked over to see what was in it . I came upon notes saying that I seemed slightly compatible with Jolteon , an Eevee evolution . I then saw that it said that whatever I was turned into , I would always have lots of black with some white . I looked down at myself , and saw the black paws and legs , but the white neck . One of the scientists spotted me , and carried me back to the chamber that transforms me . I lasted longer in Jolteon form , and there was lesser pain than before , but still pain . The scientists got excited at this , meaning I would end up as part of the Eevee family . (again) They were recording notes of what happened , again(don't need the extra again). DPVS managed to catch me again after they put me away and said , " Those assholes finally managed to figure that out . Your personality distributes characteristics of an Eevee , Umbreon , or Leafeon . Not anything else so it's one of those Pokemon . I promise we'll get out of here soon . You , to your well earned future , me to my well earned diploma . I only have one class left . " I knew that she took a college for demons and had to promise to mate to a demon just to be there , and as fate should have it , her last class happens to be Demon Mating . *****A/N's****** Me: Hi people! I'll update as soon as I can!Nero : Please review or I shall use Pyschic ! Me: And I'll get my own weapons ! * Startsgrabbing pennies * Nero: Just Review!